I cried whole afternoon
watching Man On Fire.
After my interview, i went to KLCC at noon.
And spent five glorious alone hours there.
I get into a fucking good mood everytime i go to kl alone. Joyce’s Monday Afternoon in random phrases:
coffee in Kinokuniya : : cup sucks : : coffee spilling : : i look like a girl who doens’t know how to sip properly : : window shopping : : want to buy an insane number of books in Kinokuniya : : decided to buy one thing – Vogue UK : : classical music : : bliss : : Man On Fire : :
I sat in the middle of the cinema with the screen RIGHT in front of me. With noone around. Excellent.
I thought i was the only one crying quietly during the show, but no.
I heard people sniffing from the left and right.
And after the movie, nobody spoke much in the corrider leading the way out.
It was THAT emo.
But i super-enjoyed it. Go watch.
“I bought a book!”
“What did you buy?” – The Slut
“Vogue UK.”
“That’s not a boo…”
“Yea. It’s the biBLE.”
Missed Man on Fire on Sunday. All thanks to TGV Sunway who farked up big time when their ticketing system crashed. They reverted to manual ticketing which created mass confusion. dang!!