The household apparently forgot that I still have class early in the morning for most of the month - they assumed that since my younger brother's finished (he's a graduating high school senior), I would be free too. It's a good thing Dad was up; he drove me to school instead.

It was really nice, to be honest... it's been a long time since he and I have gone alone in the car like we did earlier. He used to make it a habit, driving me to school back when I was still in Poveda. Might be part of the reason why I survived the hormonal shark's pit that a private Catholic all-girls' school is - talking with him. ♥

Anyway, the day was pretty normal up until after my second class, when Anjo texted me, asking where I was and if I wanted to watch The Watchmen with him.

My answer?

FUCK YES.

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Just.

Um.

...

There are no words.




Movies like this? They give you that level of Inspired and Awesome that saturates you so much that you want to write or channel it somewhere but fuck. Fuck. There are no words.

Currently reconnecting with my notes and old works for Endtimes. Looks like I've got something to do over the summer, beyond RP and Return on Investment.

Speaking of summer: still haven't decided on whether I want to take summer class or not. We'll see. I kinda want a real break.

And fuck.

Guys.

Watch it.

Oh and hope that you catch the trailer for Transformers BECAUSE FUCK THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL TOO-- *brainsplode*
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