anyways. watched beowulf with him yesterday. very 300, but 300 is better. angelina jolie so chio. her first son very hot and macho hahaha. okay me and noel were like discussing the movie on msn earlier. but my question is, why am i NOT discussing with the person whom i watched with? we didn't even talk about the movie after it ended. so, i'm sorry but i can't say i enjoyed myself. don't know if i can consider it a 'date', but i felt so stressed cos i didn't know if i could open my mouth to talk. and then i felt sad luh haha because i can't talk. cos he won't talk to me during the show. i might as well watch solo kan. everyone who movied with me will know i like to talk throughout the movie. and he doesn't. so i'm fucking bored. period. and then he wanted to drag me to meet his friends. like hello? she die2 wants to see me and i die2 must oblige isit? why must you please her to that extend, but not me? okay then the mood is so gone cos i got irritated. then i took the train home and weirdly my ipod churned out all the emo songs (shuffle mode please) and then the tears wanted to make an appearance but there were many people so must maintain what.
hmm cut him some slack. maybe i wasn't in the bestest of moods. and i think i think too much. maybe it's just 2 people watching a movie together, nothing more to it. HAHAHA.
i suddenly feel very suffocated by the amount of assignments piling on me. they are like squeezing my heart and lungs and then soon i will be dead. and common tests around the corner. cheebye. i haven't even looked at my macro notes. am dead even before i'm dead.
OUH. then i watched enchanted on saturday with noel. and i bought loafers. my baby! even though they hurt like a mofo, for now. anyway i'm enchanted by enchanted. i love it! so beautifully plotted and now i wanna be puteri can. the ball scene was so beautiful and touching. i cry at anything man, what the hell. but i also know how to pretend that i'm not crying hahaha. just like mag, say her eyes got something when we watched a walk to remember in school wakaka.
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