Zendagi migzara.

The thing about people who hates making others wait is that, they spend a lot of time waiting for others instead.

We.

But I guess that's what giving and taking is about.

Such is life.



- m.

Cause I felt like it.

I'm starting to really love Subang Parade's MBO.

Gourmet potato crisps, fancy imported juice, new shoes, Italian BMT with lots of olives and pickles, Famous Amos' chocolate chip cookies, two bus rides around the entire USJ, and a handful of grin-inducing incidents; I'm sated. Spoiled myself so much last Monday, it might as well be my birthday.

Tomorrow I'm just going to do laundry and roll around on the floor while editing my mom's e-book. Because I can afford to.

Security? Love? I already have all of those.


- m.


p/s: I don't know where Jeremy Irvine came from, but hello. War Horse was absolutely brilliant, and if you ever felt like crying over horses, that's your go-to movie.

Follow you down to the red oak tree.

"So I raise my morphine toast to you all, and if you should happen to remember it's the anniversary of my birth, remember that you were loved by me, and you made my life a happy one. And there's no tragedy in that."

Have a listen. This song's the reason I desperately want and simultaneously did not want to watch Third Star. I know it'll bring me eternal anguish if I do, but I also know I'll miss out on a masterpiece if I don't. It's about a man with terminal cancer, and his three best friends who took him on a roadtrip to his happiest place. To put it crudely. Seriously. My English isn't sufficient to describe its delicacy. Let's just say, I watched this a couple of weeks ago and sobbed through the entire movie. And I haven't really stopped. Just the thought of it... shit, I need a bucket.

Probably a bad idea to watch it at 2 in the morning.



- m.