Just a movie + a big bottle of plain water + a pack of ciggs to keep me company on a cold and seemingly lifeless Friday night.

I won't deny it, 'Letters to Juliet' definitely ends up on the top 100 sappy love movies... Or my own top 100 list of sappy love movies, at least. Admittedly, a part of me felt a little repulsed by the predictability of the plot, and the lack of climax (since you would have already known from the start that Claire, the old lady Sophie helps, will meet her Lorenzo a.k.a. 'Romeo' ultimately). Ironically, I was actually surprised by the anticipation I felt within me which revolved around the whole idea of chasing after your true love. Or simply fighting for what it is that you feel, deep down in your heart, is right. The whole world will conspire against you, undeniably - following your heart, no matter what it is calling out to, has always been deemed to be irrational.

But why so, I ask myself?

I have yet to find the answer. I want to believe again though, I really do.

Well, I shall not let my mind stray too far off just yet. The weekend's here again, that's something to feel good about isn't it? It's currently slightly after 2am on Saturday and I'm looking forward to seeing the cousins later on this evening. A family gathering has been planned over at my place today yay

Anyway, I had a major bitch slap (not literally, of course) earlier on in school today. And I've been a little bit on edge since then but I'll deal with that on my own. I kinda know what needs to be done. I think I always knew, just didn't bother letting it get to me. Till few hours ago.

My point is, I think I am starting to believe that life need not be so tough and seemingly impossible. Believing in that makes everything much more comprehensible, if not frivolous.

Always, always running in circles, aren't we?

Je ne sais pas. I don't know.