still in the valley

...because I'm trying to organise my thoughts.

1) Sarawak was loads and loads of fun. Funny, lovely people, no leech bites and so much food. The quantities that we consumed... honestly, I'm surprised I'm still able to walk from place to place and am not forced to use a buggy or whatever. I suppose all the trekking (and there were lots of it) balanced our gluttony. I flew all by myself, btw. How awesome is that? Took the correct flight and everything, and there was my dad panicking over how I would end up in Latvia or something.

2) Watched Transformers 2 twice. Both times in the theater, no less. First on Marcus's birthday and the second time my brother begged me to take him. But I didn't mind because, how beyond beautiful/sexy is Megan Fox anyway? Have become a huge fan of hers. And alright, her interviews are a bit odd -she seems incapable of conducting herself normally- but whatever. It just makes her more interesting I guess. She is my girl crush :)

3) It is, I have decided, completely idiotic to become overly enthusiastic over something. Or to yearn for something so badly you waste hours and hours for months over it. But is it really surprising that I did just that? Waste my time over something completely stupid and useless? It's like my calling card.

Hi! Do you know of a new way waste my time and/or depress me? Call *********!

It is especially idiotic if the thing you have been waiting for so long... is to watch a movie. Vallee des Fleurs was so disappointing. Well alright, so I haven't actually finished watching it, but so far (30 minutes into the movie) it is nothing but heaving bosoms and well sculpted derrieres. It's like an extremely bad ss/hg fan fic. The type where the author has obviously had one too many Firewhiskeys and was probably struck by Eros's arrow in some inappropriate place. You know the type... throbbing blah blah's and emerald green satin sheets that glimmer in the soft moonlight that shines incandescently through Gothic-styled arches, smooth and curved as the voluptuous arc's of Aphrodite's limbs.

And you know, you just KNOW that these idiots see Snape, not as a greasy haired git but as some pompous, women-romancing type (note the plurality) fool. AND it's like they just discovered the wondrous powers of an online thesaurus.

I went of track. Hm, so aside from the offensive bums and breasts, there was the whole stealing of luck through one's shadows. I guess I just expected to be blown away by an epic Asian romance with a slight LotR fantasy thing going on. Sigh. But this is life after all, so we must learn to expect the worst.