.... son of a bitch!
So, I'm in there cooking dinner when mom rings and asks me to help get her a drink. She's not feeling well at all today and she was watching August Rush.
Fuck.
So, I go in the kitchen, and when I come back, it's the part where August gets to play his rhapsody at the concert in the park. NOOO! What happened?
For the past thirty minutes, I've been sniveling my eyes out! ;___; It's so beautiful! Every time I hear August's Rhapsody, it makes me cry like I just dropped my lollipop. This is why I rarely will listen to music. Nope. Not gonna do it! This is the same reason I quit the Indiana State Youth Orchestra when I was eight.
*plugs up her ears so she and her puffed up red eyes can get back to cooking* Maybe I can blame it on the onions.
Fuck.
So, I go in the kitchen, and when I come back, it's the part where August gets to play his rhapsody at the concert in the park. NOOO! What happened?
For the past thirty minutes, I've been sniveling my eyes out! ;___; It's so beautiful! Every time I hear August's Rhapsody, it makes me cry like I just dropped my lollipop. This is why I rarely will listen to music. Nope. Not gonna do it! This is the same reason I quit the Indiana State Youth Orchestra when I was eight.
*plugs up her ears so she and her puffed up red eyes can get back to cooking* Maybe I can blame it on the onions.