Posts Tagged ‘Emo Rants’
Sad movies, Always makes me cry
I cried shitloads of tears over the movie just now. It was not just a whimper, it was real hard crying coupled with the difficulty in breathing, the blocked nose and the heaving shoulders.
I never expected to cry like this given that it was not the first time I watched the movie – although it was the first time I watched it from the start to the end – so it was a surprise to me when I soaked the tissue and saw the red and swollen eyes after “Marley and Me”. To think I don’t even like dogs or have any pets for that matter.
I can be such a crybaby at times.
Sad movies (of late) that had made me cry:
1. PS I love you – real tearjerker, this one I tell you.
2. The Departure – a Japanese film about encoffinment
3. Marley and Me
4. CJ 7 – yes! Stephen Chow’s movie made me cry.
I think the recurring thing for me is death – especially if it is a death of a the male parent. It is just something that tugs at my heartstrings. Something too fearful for me to imagine and that’s why when it is put so plainly, I wouldn’t be able to take it.
It feels good to have a good cry though – now my eyes are so droopy, I think I will have a good sleep tonight (as with every night!). So here’s to all – good night folks!
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Am I the only one who feels disgusted at the excessive PDA on social sites (twitter/facebook) these days and also find those status updates/wall postings a little cheesy and mushy? I get it that you are in love but please leave your daily love notes or otherwise out of sight. Okay lar, maybe the BF and I never had that habit of showing our “love” online (perhaps a few times on my PERSONAL blog and maybe a few scarsastic remarks here and there but none too over the board, I’d like to think).
Some things are better left un-flaunted. Is telling the world you miss someone an affirmation of your love? I’d much prefer a lovely sms that took time to key (okay, this is based on my own BF’s sms typing speed) rather than a by-the-by message on FB/twitter. The world doesn’t need to read about your love, cause if you truly are, it is up in the air and no one will have any doubts about it, on FB/twitter or not.
wadaya think?
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Angsty
I have been feeling rather angsty the past week, easily irritated and been feeling rather unhappy about everything and everyone. Little things people do irritates me to no end. If it’s not my way, I will show you the highway. I can only say, please come sooner than later! It is affecting me badly. This time round, I am extremely irritated with people whom I have never really been irritated by previously. This is bad.
Stress that I am stressed
I used to be stressed and have no qualms about it. I work my hat off and look forward to the weekend or the next holiday.
These days, I am stressed that I am stressed. Simply because it has repercussions beyond my control. I have taken a rather nonchalant attitude towards this (very unlike me) – perhaps a case of out of sight, out of mind – but I suppose at the end of the day, there is still a nagging feeling about it.
Hello, it has been quite a while.
Hello, it has been such a long time since I’ve written a proper entry. I think it was quite a record clocking in only 6 entries last month. There were many a times whereby I left this page on my dashboard at work but never having the drive to actually sit down and pen and churn out posts of random snippets. It used to be so easy writing out my thoughts, doing up nice collages, feeling all anal about alignments and being embarrassed about my grammatical errors. I have no idea what happened, maybe work got more hectic – but that is a story for another day. Maybe there is just no reason for this sudden dis-interest in all these blogging business.
Whatever it is. I know I will be back. It is just a slight hiatus as with previous hiatus. Don’t abandon me and my tiny little space. We will miss you.
I am.
tired and exhausted.
Are
you
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Thin line to thread
I should never have done that, something that I have kept close to heart. What led to the outbursts I do not know.
I suppose no one else will understand what gone through.