Heroes In The Dark

Yes, I meant to take this picture dark. And yes, I am trying to say something.

I am very blessed. On Saturday, Gine decided impromtu in between dry pan mien that we should be watching a movie after lunch at brunch. I wasn't dressed for movies. I wasn't dressed for anything with my bling blings. I thought it was just gonna be lunch at brunch and then onwards to Secret Recipe, or Planet Starbucks. Like last time. And the last time before that.

So what happened was, I jumped into FiBi's car and we went on to Mid Valley. She left her car for jockey. Gine and Kath went on for half an hour looking for parking.

Feebs and I hopped on different queues back into McDonalds trying to get a queue, whichever faster. And since I was already on queue, I also bought tickets for Sunday.

And because I was not dressed for movies, I went and bought a pink top. Purely coincidence. I was forced to shop. It wasn't me.

So I watched X-Men twice. On the same weekend. I wasn't as lucky as Yoon who sat between 2 girls on each side. No. It wasn't by choice.

When the movie ended, I finally got my long awaited Secret Recipe sit-down. I may have waited very long for that, but that didn't go very long. Within an hour, everybody was going off for their dinner plans. So I went home.

Saturday night was uneventful, until we spent about 15 minutes talking. And then I was home alone. That was quite an achievement. Considering we don't speak. We spend 15 minutes talking. I am still.. amazed.

I went to bed early on Saturday. I felt like I have over-achieved and I shouldn't be too ambitious. We did speak. He had to ask. He wanted to know how I reacted to FiBi. I wanted to know why I reacted to FiBi too. It was 6 years ago.

I guess listening to me speak about FiBi made me almost human. I wasn't that cold. I wasn't that distant. I wasn't that.. unfeeling. I definitely felt FiBi. And I spoke of FiBi like I have always spoken of FiBi. With fondness unrelentingly stringy.

And then I got left home alone. Opps.

That one hero in my life.. Blanked me and I fell asleep with a smile... Heroes in the dark..

When I watched X-Men for the second time, as he held Jean, it was the same as Van Helsing holding Anna. And I have this painful attraction for movies with such endings. Moulin Rouge. Casablanca, when Ilsa left with Victor. Feeling as if my insides has been kicked out, Rick said... Standing on the platform with a comical look on his face feeling as if his insides has been kicked out.