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-Tompi-

Cinderella Syndrome

while growing up, i was always a big fan of movies and basically mostly everything on TV. probably because i didnt have any siblings to play and fight with, yes just in case you didnt notice i am an ONLY child. :D

one of my biggest favorite movies is of course Cinderella. the idea that there will be someone who is going to come and rescue me stick with me all this time, well it has decreased as grew up but it is still there - me wanting my own knight in shining armor.

as i am trying to get my intl law exam done, the movie "Wedding Planner" was on TV and i've watched it a 'gezillion' times before. but still the romance felt real and the feeling of getting someone you love and marrying them is an unbelievable feeling that i would like to experience in the future.

anyway.. my point is that, this particular sensation that i get even after seeing this movie or any feel-good-movie-with-modern-version-of-cinderella-syndrome still gets me. im a sucker for cinderella movies - modern or obsolete. they all have the same idea, there will always be a knight for every "not-so-royal-and-lucky" princess.

*wink *wink

bau, ragu, lagu.

as i walked into my room i smelt a familiar perfume. definitely not mine. this was the typical smell that started to accompany my days these past weeks. not all the time, but the frequency is increasing. not really sure what this feeling im feeling now means. a friend said to enjoy what is here now and worry about the future later for no one can really tell what the future holds.

the new kid on the block. well not as such but that's just the way things are at the moment. me the new kid on the block party. dominated by narcissistic, critical, arrogant , self-serving, smart-ass crowd. i was one of them, yet now i am a greenie. it's a whole new ball game. i should cherish this moment as it provides me with a second chance to prove that my "skills" still does matter, but somehow going through the process the way i am now, doesnt really entice me that much or at least as much as it used to be. what is the matter with me? most people would beg for this opportunity, why arent i?

new tunes and beat filled my night, as i enjoyed my dinner at our usual hang-out- place-and-cheap-karaoke restaurant. didnt really do the regular play, nor did i sing the regular songs but it was fun. a whole new atmosphere arises. still amazed by how easy i can be around boys who knows how to play their musical instruments right.

in conclusion, these images kept on popping up. either things we laughed about, songs we like, movies we've seen, or the smell of the perfume it all reminds me of you. cant really let this continue. bummer.