and for all of you who know me, yep, i am, indeed, a little bit drunk. the other teachers and i had a deal with our japanese visitors to go scuba diving today. and i know i wouldn't be able to wake up this early... and so i drank the night away.
i'm not too sure if we'll go on... nobody's here yet. but hell, yeah, i will kill 'em all if we won't. i stayed up all night for this day. so don't they dare disappoint me on this one.
anyway, i watched the last full show on "click" last night. and God, it hurt me a lot. i kept crying and couldn't stop. and sure, it was a damn happy ending. but the movie was so nice, i couldn't stop crying. i couldn't stop crying for his father; i couldn't stop crying for his children; i couldn't stop crying for his wife; i couldn't stop crying for his life.
i just couldn't stop. ingon ana lang jud ko ka-himi.
grabe jud.
naulaw gud ko sa akong mga tupad. it was supposed to be a funny and happy movie. but i was there, so different from all the rest, with their sighs of relief and all. i was crying my heart out. and five hours later, with me drinking (not yet drunk) with my boardmates, my heart was still aching. i guess a happy ending just wouldn't suffice. i needed something to take my mind off the damn movie.
and yes, people, i was, indeed, sad.
sad.... as in totally sad, just because of the movie.
and i further proved to myself how weird i really am.
