towning alone wasnt that bad. i thought i was lonely like shit..haha. but not. eventually eileen was my companion for the day, i pleaded her to come so i could buy an M18 show. olala. guess wat, the cashier din even bother to look at our faces, guess money is an impt piorty. afternoon with eileen was great, talk loads of crap and numerous attempts of trying to treat her. lol. i will make that happen someday though.
came home and heated the telly by watching the rented eastern promises. how should i put it..not for the faint hearted definitely. i din quite understand why ms chew and critics said it was so damn good. it was good but not to an extent of high praises. perhaps i fail to see at their level.
immediately after the show, i tuned to watch...my M18 show. it was freeking hialrious, laughed every 5min. its either the actions or whatever the said. lol, and michelle monaghan is HAWT. ((: sadly i watched halfway as parents were coming back. damn. i'll shush about my little show thats a certain thing. hehheh.
and hey check this out( WAIT, THIS IS FOR MOVIE 'POTENTIAL' BUFFS, OTHERWISE YOU WONT UNDERSTAND A SHIT:D) ''Well, everyone knows you don’t go full retard. Check it out. Dustin Hoffman, Rain Man. Look retarded, act retarded, not retarded. He can count eight decks of cards. Slow, yes. Retarded, no. Tom Hanks, Forrest Gump. Slow, yes. Retarded, maybe. Got them braces on his legs. But he charmed the pants offa Nixon and won a Ping-Pong competition. Can’t win fuckin’ Ping-Pong being retarded. Then we got the master, Peter Sellers in Being There. Infantile, yes. Retarded, no. Man, you went full retard.” Downey glares at me, whispering in his Osirus voice, “Never go full retard.” He cracks himself up, pauses, gets it back, and says, “You don’t believe me, ask Sean Penn. 2001. I Am Sam. Went full retard. Went home with nothin’.”
clumsy cos i'm falling in love...
