* At Sushi Zanmai after watching 7 Pounds.

7 Pounds is really a great movie. Will Smith’s expression looks really depress and I just feel so sad at the end of the movie. See, I’m a person who gets move easily whenever I watch movies. And 7 Pounds is so sad, it is almost unbearable, or to me at least. I just keep sobbing when I saw how Will Smith suicide (I’m sorry if you haven’t watch it, haha), the whole movie just break my heart.
His acting skill is really awesome and he is one of the best actor ever. I love Will Smith and I love his movies. Never fail to make me cry, lol.

Anyway, so yah.. I’ve just finish another assignment again. Isn’t that great?
And what’s even better is that my stupid-12chapters-quiz is postpone but still, I have to study for it. Its 115 pages, omg, can you imagine that? I really cant wait for my semester break to be here.

A friend of mine asked why do I or we to be exact, as in me and my buddy must come out every single day.
He don’t get it, I tried to explain at first. However, I decide to give up because I know he’ll never understand. And from that tone he’s using, he just makes me feel like shutting up.
I know I’ll cry if I continue talking, and even my buddy know I’ll cry if I really continue talking about it.
The normal me will argue about it and explain myself but this time round, I really feel like muting myself.

First thing first, I did stay at home. I can stay at home for a day or two and not coming out but thats it. I need to come out but its not like I wake up and went missing till the dawn breaks. In fact, I always stay at home these days. I’m a human, I need to social. I stay at home, talk to my brother, talk to my mother and what? Went back to my room and go online. Then my mom goes to work, and my brother went back to his room to go online.
Whats the point of staying at home? Its not like I don’t, I do stay at home. But after whole day long staying at home, I wish to come out for awhile and talk to friends.
I just don’t feel happy if I stay at home for too long, depression will kick in.
Once depression kick in, I’ll go all emotional and knock my head on the wall asking why and why and why. Okay, I made up the knocking part but still, I really will get emotional and thats the thing I hate most.
So now, what’s wrong with going out, meeting my friends, chatting away happily, and lastly going home feeling really satisfy? He’s just not me, he will never understand the feeling.

* I love to go out, but at the same time I do love staying at home too.

Its 5am and its time to find Uncle Chow again.
Oh, Friday is here once again. : )