Starships would sail
X-Men: First Class was nothing short of awesome. And I am really not kidding you; I am currently afflicted with the syndrome where you've just watched an utterly brilliant piece of art/ movie, and you desperately want to get out of the zone where you keep thinking and thinking about a scene in particular or a few scenes or just the movie in general, while at the same time you desperately want to stay in that zone. It's a mix of utter despair and pure bliss because you just want to stop yourself from thinking of it because you know it's not true, but at the same time you're reliving the best moments of the movie and constantly wish that it were real.
The last scene (the one on the beach) was the best for me, because when you watch X-Men 1-3 the question that constantly plagues you and remains at the back of your mind (if you haven't read the comics) is: Why is Professor X in that wheelchair? What happened to him? And I love how it got answered in First Class, it was really brilliant :)
Other not-so-important/ important things that might have been affecting me the past few days:
I try to remind myself to not think about it; I keep telling myself no, no, no but the more I think about it the more I remind myself not to cry, and the more the tears fall.
You don't have to have a say in every single nitty-gritty detail of my life including whether I wash my hair at 11pm or not.
Charlie's new video is out.
I suck at Math.
I've been thinking about PBB quite a lot the past week. Just wanted to say once again: Thanks Ms Wong.
Back to the first point.
Thank God for Felly, Brandon and Bryan.
The last scene (the one on the beach) was the best for me, because when you watch X-Men 1-3 the question that constantly plagues you and remains at the back of your mind (if you haven't read the comics) is: Why is Professor X in that wheelchair? What happened to him? And I love how it got answered in First Class, it was really brilliant :)
Other not-so-important/ important things that might have been affecting me the past few days:
I try to remind myself to not think about it; I keep telling myself no, no, no but the more I think about it the more I remind myself not to cry, and the more the tears fall.
You don't have to have a say in every single nitty-gritty detail of my life including whether I wash my hair at 11pm or not.
Charlie's new video is out.
I suck at Math.
I've been thinking about PBB quite a lot the past week. Just wanted to say once again: Thanks Ms Wong.
Back to the first point.
Thank God for Felly, Brandon and Bryan.