And again I’m pondering on a Sunday night.
Sunday night means esok sekolah.
And no, there aren’t any immediate holidays. Trust me on that, I’ve checked the uni’s calender twice.
No miracle happening so far.
I think I’ve broken some sortta record in my Book of Life this weekend. Simply by spending almost 24/7 in my room.
And now it’s doing my head in.
Which is why I didn’t complain about classes starting again tomorrow. At least I get to go outta the house.
And get to do things aside from staring at my laptop and sleep.
The cough syrup really knocked me off. I woke up past noon on both days.
And I think I’ve watched enough Korean dramas to last me a lifetime. I’m not usually a fan but well…beggars can’t be choosers.
That day I watched A Moment To Remember, a korean movie released in 2004. Because some guys in my class said they cried watching it.
Must had been one touching movie huh?
So I watched. And watched. And watched. And thought,
“Ok maybe I haven’t gotten to the sad part yet.”
And then the screen roll came on. THE END.
EH WHERE’S THE SAD PART LAH??
When I told that to my friend the next day, guess what he said?
“Hati ko dah mati. Banyakkan baca Al-Quran dan minum air zam-zam.”
Even if my hati mati, I would think I’m still able to differentiate between a boring movie and a sad one.
Some people are way too emotional. That’s what I think.