Departure Day

I love the starting of the movie, "Love Actually" - you know, the scene which opens with Heathrow airport's arrivals area. Lots of real people, running into their family/loved ones' arms at the arrivals gate. Glorious smiles on faces, big wide hugs, kisses on cheeks. These are real people, real emotions. It's real-life drama, y'all. I love it, it's utter genius.

I'm going to watch that movie at least one more time before I go home this year. That'll make it the sixth time I'm watching it. And I don't usually watch movies more than once, so that makes this movie reallyyy good.

Remember watching it with me, Yibs? As we huddled by your laptop screen in your old Holborn hostel room, Christmas time two years back. Things were so different then; my heart was heavy and ... well, with someone. Hehe. And yours was searching, searching. But still, the movie was a highlight of that uneventful Christmas. I think we watched the movie like, twice in a week. And we finished that box of dozen krispy kreme glazed! OMG. No wonder I couldn't fit back into my MNG jeans after that.

Today is FREEZING. While walking to town today, Mon and I became a pair of icicles - our faces and hands were numb, and it was so frightful, I cannot imagine the coming winter. Maybe I will never leave my hostel room again! Then I don't have to face the cold ever.

Oh shit but I still have to at least go to school and travel out to other countries. Bah. Shit.

London, tomorrow! Then Prague and Budapest on Tuesday. I can't wait. :)