and somewhere in between...

I woke up feeling kinda bad today. I felt like my stomach was so empty and it was so hollow. How I wanted to sleep more even if the clock said it's around 9:30 ( I usually wake up so late and I guess that's just reasonable because I also go to bed late). Maybe my intestines were saying they should be fed... but nah, it's not like that. Anyway, glad it didn't last for more than an hour...



and...
Went to church this afternoon and I was a bit late... then it rained when the mass was about to end. Good thing there was this lady who shared her umbrella with me (though I didn't really mind walking under the rain).
See not all angels live in heaven. Some are dressed like real people, they're strangers on the street.



and also
Shucks... I hate you (not you but this person)! Darn! Why am I kinda affected? This is crazy! Darn it! Shucks!!!! Shucks!!!! shucks!!!!!!!!
Oh my gosh! I think I'm silly! I am! Oh, I hate it!
I'm kinda annoyed, my eyebrows are hitting the ceiling! I'll get over this! Tomorrow, I'll get over this or maybe before I go to bed.
Darn! Sorry, I've been cursing a lot here... ***deep sigh ****



alright
I'd better talk something else.

So I watched Breakfast at Tiffany's. I find the story good (which means, I'll still go for Before Sunrise.I still love their story there.)
I mean the movie is good, maybe I just don't appreciate it well... (guess appreciate is not the word)ummm... so I just don't love it just the way I love Before Sunrise and even Before Sunset.
Anyway, caught some lines here...


Paul Varjak: I love you.
Holly Golightly: So what.
Paul Varjak: So what? So plenty! I love you, you belong to me!
Holly Golightly: [tearfully] No. People don't belong to people.
Paul Varjak: Of course they do!
Holly Golightly: I'll never let ANYBODY put me in a cage.
Paul Varjak: I don't want to put you in a cage, I want to love you!


Holly Golightly: I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other.


Paul Varjak: You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
[takes out the ring and throws it in Holly's lap]
Paul Varjak: Here. I've been carrying this thing around for months. I don't want it anymore.