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Apr. 26th, 2006 09:40 pmI came back from university at 7 pm, and I had to work on my thesis, but I was really tired, and I mean mentally tired. The lawyer called just when I was having some icecream with Penny, and told me we more or less have to start all over again. I was furious, and when I came back I called my aunt, and she was furious too. So I had a shower, put on my pajamas and watched Just Like Heaven while eating chocolate. Mom always said that when you're feeling depressed, you have to see movies that you can relate to. It's so true, when you feel depressed a comic movie just make you wanna throw glasses to the tv. I obviously loved it, not only because I could "relate to it", but because since when I was six I've always been obsessed with movies about ghosts who haunt houses and fall in love/make friends with the people who now own their old apartments (does Bettlejuice ring any bell?)! And I don't even believe in ghosts or any ridicol paranormal things! Reese Witherspoon is always wonderful (I have a soft spot on her), and I loved Mark Ruffalo too (I had only seen him in Eternal Sunshine before). So I will probably watch it over and over in the next few days (have lots of chocolate in my fridge from Easter).