hm... this movie was some time ago... recommended by fish cuz she said its very nice and touching... indeed, another movie to make me tear... and 1d refused to gimme tissues... he said if he gimme tissues, i sure cry more and he wants me to stop... :s
in the story, this boy hated his father and stepmom for causing his mum's death... so he wanted to grow up and be an adult... he accidentally touch the magic potion of a mystery old man den he started to age very fast... as he grew up, he realised tt it is not that great to be an adult... and he eventually found out the truth his mum was a third party and forgiven his father and stepmom...
for me, i nvr like the idea of growing up... always being said "stop being childish" by 1d, and many other people... i just wanna say i am who i am... haha its difficult to be an adult... to be responsible for monthly expenditures and saving up to pay debts... to learn how to interpret hidden meanings behind everyone's actions and avoid being stabbed in the back by other people... to be able to act serious and get on with the mundane working life... besides, its a life of debts to be living in this place... just imagine if you own a flat and car based on a normal working person's pay, how much do you need to return in order to own such things?
everything is calculated upon money... money money money... do you, for once, look up to the sky to enjoy the ever-changing scenery up there? we missed the days where the clouds are beautiful and grand... we missed the days where we can see the full moon smiling at us... its my own habit of looking at the sky whenever i am off to work and back home... makes me feel happy and for the moment, i forgot the sianness of going to work or the tireness from teaching lessons... we shld find something comforting to keep life going... =)
i just want to be a happy girl... *difficult* i am afraid tt people misinterpret my words and actions... i am afraid tt i would take donkey years to return my loan... i am afraid tt life becomes too boring to carry on... i am afraid tt i wun be able to do the things i wanna do before i die... i am afraid of living on like this till i die... maybe i shld try to be more brave to face these things... even if the sky collapse, i would take it as my blanket... being brave does not mean i cant cry k?
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