So Today, I Succumbed

to the temptation that has been calling me for a few weeks now. Eva and I went to the cinema (with lots of LAHLEES) and we watched Dear John. Now before you judge me, I'll have you know that my taste in films is really good! It is! I'm into arty film-festival films, I like espionage thrillers, I like films with subtitles! So allow me this, this one romantic drama tear-jerker. By the same guy who wrote The Notebook... (which I also loved.)

And I'm not about to hide the fact that I cried. I cried so hard! (And Eva.) And if you scoff at that or smugly nurse feelings of condescension, then I encourage you to go and watch it. And if you're the type who doesn't cry at movies then clearly you have no soul, and I can't help you with that.