andiecrafts

I have not written down anything for quite a while now, and it sucks to know that I should be concentrating on sleeping right now, but I just cannot sleep. I woke up about 2 hours ago because of my asthma, again. After taking my medicine, my system would not allow me to sleep once more, and so I sat on my bed, and finally decided to watch “My Sassy Girl” once more, hoping that I may get some inspiration for my movie review, which is to be passed on Thursday (THIS Thursday!!!). I was only able to watch the first part of the movie, and yet I was able to have a few insights on the movie, which, of course, concerns my life.

I remember Kim saying before I watched the movie, that our relationship is somehow like the relationship of the main characters in the film. Generally, it was about the superficial part of our relationship, such as girl beats boy up, boy receives tons of death threats from girl, and boy ends up looking stupid most of the time because of girl. You get the picture right? But then, come to think of it, my relationship with Kim may not be related to the film superficially only. First, the girl in the film only hooked up with the boy, because she was looking for her dead boyfriend in him, who, coincidentally, was the boy’s cousin. I am sure this would never be true on my part, since Kim is my first boyfriend, and I have no one else before him to compare him with. But if I break up with him, for reasons that might include death, will I look for him in my next boyfriend? Another thing in the movie was that the girl was sad, but always appeared to be happy on the outside, and yet the boy could still sense it. Can Kim sense my sadness too? Lastly, the girl was generally puzzled of his relationship with boy, and so she leaves him behind to find herself in other ways. I remember being puzzled a lot before, and frequently, confusion still visits me. Despite all that, I pray that this should never happen to Kim and I, and that we may last as long as it takes to drive away that confusion.

Sleep is slowly dawning upon me, and I am running out of things to write down. So for now, I say farewell to you, and that I hope it will not take another month before I realize that you exist and deserve some of my well-preserved thoughts. Adieu, once again, and good morning.