ive just finished watching the dvd i borrowed home yesterday. its a chinese movie called happy birthday. it is really touching. my initial thought of the movie was.. boring. but , yea , iwas wrong, it's a great movie. in some way, it affected me alil. in a wierd way i guess. i dont know how to explain but its like the movie actually made me wanna think of some past relationship which ended up tragically.. but .. I DONT HAVE ANY. except, some one sided love kinda thinggy. well, use to have this habit of looking at some of my junk i kept only to myself in my personal drawer, its been so long since ive opened it, so i just wanna check if insects have move in to it. haha. we sure changed alot by looking at the old photos. sad thing is... those junks related to some ppl or some part of my memory ... just reminds me the useless, stupid jwn i use to be n... how hurt i was. yet i still treasure'em along with some sadness and alil of happiness i use to have. god, this is so fucking gay. sigh. i better nt take a look back anymore, it kills me. have to get some brainwash. im out.