In just a week, we will be doing the inspection and last payments on our new townhouse we'll be renting for the next year. Following that day we are free to start moving things in - horray! I'm excited but now the stress of moving (despite it being only a ten minute drive from where we live now) has begun to get to me. My roommate and I are doing our best to pack gradually, well, and keep the house tidy in the process. It's working well so far, and we're intercepting packing with welcome breaks in the form of regular work days, as well as occaisional nights out. For example, we went and saw the Hunger Games last night, and it was better than I expected. Surprisingly so. It actually made me cry at the moment where the 12 year old girl "Rue" died...and her father threw a riot in his district in grief. We both sobbed for the 20 minute segment in which Katniss covered Rue with flowers in memorium, and Rue's father destroyed stages and lights in anger and sorrow. Goodness was it ever sad....I haven't cried that much in a movie since The Notebook.
In other news, this past Saturday I went on a double date with my boyfriend, one of my friends, and her boyfriend. It was actually a lot of fun....my boyfriend and I went out to dinner first (which he didn't allow me to pay anything towards), then to Tim Horton's to meet up with the other couple. We spent a good hour and a half there chatting and drinking coffee etc, catching up, and then popped down to see John Carter, which was another movie that was surprisingly good. I wasn't expecting to enjoy it as much as I did, and it's a perfect example of the type of movie 3D is suited for - action. It actually makes the movie better, rather than an older movie transfered into 3D which just makes the art look fake and animated (Beauty and the Beast is an example). Despite my views on older movies put into 3D, my roommate and I are determined to see Titanic in 3D this coming Thursday. We must see it. It's part of our childhood, and one of my favourite movies. Time to cry in a theatre, take two.
On another note, guess what finally reared its ugly head after a three month hiatus. That's right. I'm back to being a normal female. Heh. Because of that little present, I've been overly emotional, and that's probably why I cried for 20 minutes watching THG, and probably why I'm feeling so sickly and irritable lately. Luckily this female demon goes away within a week, and I'm halfway through. I'm hoping it'll stay away for the weekend, I could use some stress relief, if you know what I mean. xD
So, that's life right now. I gotta get back to cleaning, packing, and spraying lemon water at my cats as they've become bigger assholes lately.
