when snowflakes fall

you should never have any more drama in your life!

gracie exclaims, worried about my swollen eyes as we got out of the movie house. now how do i even start convincing her that im not usually like this? im really not a crybaby at the movies! because just then flashed an image of me a few years back, tear-stricken in the dark as we ilonggos watched Toy Story at SM. Sheesh.

So what do you think of the movie? What do you think of the lessons??? Did you like it? It's a great movie, isn't it?

Yeah yeah. I get the lessons. [It was so annoyingly persistent one had to be stupid not to get it.] If i weren't so affected right now, i'd be ecstatically happy that such a painfully beautiful movie was made. But im just so sad right now, gracie, i'm feeling it all, crying over everything.

Because I actually liked the ending and it just hurts me. God, i just get a kick out of watching tragedies. I wanted to stay inside the movie house forever because i needed to bawl, just sobbing is painful for my jaws, i needed to let out the huhuhus. But gracie was probably a little freaked out already, and besides, i knew she was dying to shop at Mango. And so out we went, my face wet, my eyes red, my hips swaying, my grieving heart wishing you love ;-)

P.S. Yes, vivi, Uma's clothes were fab and funky, and I so wanted to grab at Meryl's beads! :-D