What I've Been Doing

Thursday
Watched the final instalment of Harry Potter with Yianthin and Khai. Promised that I will not cry but in the end, my brother said that the guy sitting next to him was snickering at me for crying. Like, what the heck's your problem, man?

The point is, Snape died. That scene when he conjured a doe Patronus made me gag on my own tears. It's pathetic, really. I mean, for God's sake I've read the book for like, 10 times? And here I am, sobbing like I don't know he loved Lily and that he's going to die. Truth be told, I miss Voldemort.

There's something wrong with my tear ducts, seriously.

Friday
Swore that I will wear black for an entire week for the death of my childhood. (Since Harry Potter is at an end.)

Watched My Sister's Keeper again. Cried buckets, again. Okay, I admit that this is a really good movie, Cameron Diaz, but that doesn't mean that I like you. Or you, Alec Baldwin.

I really really like Taylor, Kate's boyfriend though. He's so sweet when he held the pail as Kate vomited into it. And Abigail Breslin was, as usual, superb. Nothing's going to make me read the novel by Jodi Picoult though. I don't know why but I have a personal vendetta against her. For some unfathomable reason.

Saturday
It's one of the loveliest Saturdays I've had in a long, long time. The reason being that I do not need to go to school for extra-curricular activities. =)

I woke up cheerful and smiley-faced until I looked at the mirror. What horror! My eyes are swollen beyond recognition due to crying. Having read somewhere that applying ice would help, I did so and praise the Lord, the swellings subsided. My good mood returned and I studied Biology.

Tuition in the afternoon was not fun at all. I was the only one who went in my row so it was kinda stupid really, sitting alone in an empty row. In fact, it was so lonely that I thought I might start crying again, what with my crazy tear ducts and the current state of my hormones. But I survived it.

Watched Dear John at night. Yes, you may all gasp and wonder how in the world have I not watched it before but it's true - that's the first time. I think it's the chemistry between Channing Tatum and Amanda Seyfried that spurred such strong emotions in me. And of course, my penchant for soldiers is a contributing factor as well. Anyway, I don't need to tell you what happened next.

Sunday

Woke up with swollen eyes again. But now that I have a secret weapon (ice), I don't have to worry anymore. *evil laughs*

Mum bought tickets to watch Transformers 3 with Khai. I decided not to watch since I don't really like Transformers. Too noisy, too much technology, too many robots. So, I made the mistake of following them to Gurney, since I haven't been there in ages.

Was stuck there alone for almost three and a half hours. There are so many people there, today being Sunday. Yet standing in a crowd, I have never felt more alone. Fortunately, I brought my MPH card so I was able to lounge in the sitting room for three hours. I was halfway through The Seventh Sacrament by David Hewson.

Anyway, Mum took us for Sakae Sushi, which satisfied my earlier craving for Japanese food so it wasn't all that bad.


P.S. Looking back on what I did, it looks like little Miss Lazy has been watching movies instead of studying these days. Tsk. I don't know what to do with myself.