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You know life really sucks when your only real joy in school is going to the toilet in between every lesson & walking by 3 Unity and waving to Loser LJ, the little girl by the window, and conduct (v) frequent checks on what lesson she is currently having. Finally, you get over that the lesson is more interesting/practical than waving to you every 45 minutes and you would grit your teeth and proceed on to your original destination- toilet. Walking into the toilet, the first thing you do is check to see whether there are potential victims in the cannot-lock cubicle. If there is, you so secretly desire to challenge the door holder and attempt kicking. open. the. freaking. door.

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Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Marley and Me
Three months ago, Jane lent me her Marley and me we had after a very heated discussion about the movie.
Truthfully, i didn't really touch the book except for skimming through some pages that didn't leave much of an impression.

How could i read anyway! Given the incoming tsunami of tests, i barely even had time for a hobby.
eg. rearing fish
Oh have i mentioned that i watched the movie?! I will never watch a sad movie with mum again i swear. She likes to say things like " It's just a dog", " Cry for what, everything dies sooner or later".
:/

So in the end, not a single molecule of tear welled up in my eyes.
Because as I've mentioned,
"everything dies"
and it's not sad anymore because!!!
"it's just a dog"
(said in such an unsympathetic and nonchalant tone that would make me look stupid to cry over)
(and i don't usually cry for these mushy stuff)
Therefore, it didn't surprise me that Marie's "worst crying experience" movie and jane's "first book that made me cry"
DID NOT CAUSE ANY EMOTIONAL HEARTBREAK ON ME.
I'm like some steel hearted person omg why.

That changed yesterday at 1am.
Since it is holidays, I decided to start reading that neglected book.
I was at last few chapters that told the winter of Marley's life and it was foreboding his death.

The book made me laugh out loud at some of the things he did, and everybody will become attached in some way or another to that loopy dog.

Then the author...
kills it off.
And it's a happy ending fyi.
CAN YOU NOT CRY OR WHAT.
I wasn't crying the "ahh i'm pregnant honey!" celebratory cry for the uhm, happy ending , nor the "oh, yeah it's quite sad and (takes one tissue) dabs eyes" kind of cry
but like it was a
ragged gasps and "i can't breathe!" and "grow a tissue mountain", cry your eyes out kind of cry at 2am yesterday.
Or rather today.

I was so gripped by his death that i swore right then that i was lucky that I didn't know anyone or anything that died.
It was Josh Grogan's awesome writing skills! I love his book!
He dug out from the depths of my heart the sympathetic nature within me.
You see.
I do have that side.
yay me!:D