heres a blog-old question:
what do we blog FOR?
self-entertainment? entertainment, period? self-therapy?
well, any of the above you may pick, but i honestly blog because there simply isnt anything else to do.
i mean, it's not a LAST RESORT, like homework. it's more of, "hmm, what to do? blog lah!' and i truly truly HATE blogging about nothing in particular. isnt that selfish? lie other people want to know every single mundane detail about your life.
unless of course, someone out there has a MAD CRUSH on me, and desperately wants to know that my favourite colours range from red to pink, and that next valentine's i'd expect a box of cadbury froggies and pink carnations.
well, on to more important things, i have decided, to come out of the closet.
NONO, not the closets where secret lesbians hide, but the one where passionate lovers of this movie are forced to dwell, shunned by society, ridiculed and laughed at.
here goes.
i think titanic is the most BRILLIANT movie ever EVER made.
i can't say anymore, because i may burst into passionate tears (haha) but honestly, it is THE BEST love story ever written, the most perfect kind of love, with the most BRILLIANT music score, and leo de caprio, of course.
and this is a big SHUT UP YOU STUPID PRATT to all those who don't like kate winslet cos she's FAT.
alright, im done, and I CANT WAIT FOR DEPAVALI!
