turning out fine

well not absolutely fine just yet.
a good number of really awful scenarios still have a good chance of happening.
but this is exactly why i end up being crap all the time.


interesting
how i hate realizing things always turn out fine
how i hate fearing things may not turn out fine

and how i used to find hate too harsh a word
and how it's a whole lot better than just nothing
and how nothing was how i actually felt for a lot of things i am passionate for the past 14 hours prior to sanggunuman with aaron's well-wishing party

huge thanks to one movie i chanced upon after mardi's usual cut plus free massage routine.

i would have wanted to elaborate on Le Couperet or The Ax, one of them movies in this French Film Festival at Shangri-la Plaza, but i would rather you watch it yourself:

June 10 830 PM tomorrow
June 11 600 PM
June 13 100 PM
June 14 330 PM
June 16 100 PM

and it's all free admission.




and just when you miserably conclude of the pointlessness of it all, God throws you a movie that may very well argue how pointlessness can be a beautiful point. you end up very glad you're not praying for your life.

lisnin to that all-i-wanna-do-is-find-a-way-back-to-your-love song and a couple arguing whether it was really drew barrymore and hugh grant in the film
sortof readin Not A Box!
feelin kinda sleeeeeeeeepy. only 9 hours of sleep of the 72 hours past