Honestly, sometimes it feels good to wallow in self-pity. But as everyone knows, it's wrong. But just let me do it for a while. Just don't mind me. And also, I don't want to talk about it. I'll totally scream and go mental and never stop wallowing in that pathetic self-pity.

But to me, it's just no use avoiding something by not wanting to talk about it. because then your brain won't have the outlet to let it go, forget about it, put everything behind. I know you have to talk it out. But the sadness, the pain one feels when one loses is just too hard to bear sometimes. There's been this huge dark cloud above my head. I feel laden with yoke and I wonder when the cloud will relent. Until then, bear with me. Or rather, God help me!

I hate looking pathetic.

But some things can't be helped. This isn't one of them, though.

Just a little note about it: after that phenomenal event that flushed my happy mood away, I composed a somewhat dramatic SMS and sent it to about ten people on random. If you have completely no idea as to what I'm saying, just ignore it. Sometimes I just have to tell. Strangely, I don't want to talk about it now. It's off limits. OFF LIMITS.

Raa. Feeling so soap-operatic now. Don't ask.

I so wanna go to Princeton. Wa. Ha. Ha. If not maybe then it's Harvard. Okay, so Princeton's top priority for now, even though Chad Michael Murray definitely won't be studying in there. But in Princeton, there's where the princesses are. Then me, the princess, will go find my prince there. Whata wonderful dream. Unfortunately, I have to wake up. With exams round the bend, I have to start studying to even fulfil a fraction of my dream.

So as you can see, I've watched Cinderella story. And I'm kidna green with envy. I know you can't be consumed with envy but Chad Michael Murray's Austin Ames is so gorgeous and sososososo sweet. I'd bet only like one out of five guys can be like Austin Ames. So sweet. So gentlemanly. So awesome! Like totally. [Screamm!!!] It's like, even though the critics gave a two out of a five, I htink it's subject to one's opinion. For the cold and cynical, they'll definitely diss the movie as all sugar, spice, and everything too nice to digest. For the mature hot blooded passionate people, they might think it's too juvenile. But, for people like me, people who need to see chivalry [wherre have you gone to?], gentlemanliness, or just an occasional devastatingly handsome face, we love this movie. I love it. I admit it wholly, even though I'm a complete sucker for foreign movies, I'm also enraptured by an occasional chick flick, teen romance...all the candy floss.

As for Chad Michael Murray's eyes: you can get yourself drowning in the. It's like an abyss, bottomless, but somehow, fathomable. ILH, ILH, ILH!!! [FYI, it stands for I Love Him. Haa =)]