love, actually is all around

ive put off watching love actually for a really long time now, for reasons many- i had watched it too many times; kiat was synonymous with the signboards; and that i actually lost faith in the notion of love, really.

but phlegm in your throat does funny things to you, as with the spinning head and that clogged nose that threatens to upset your entire body system. rosh and i had tried to watch it last weekend, but then youku.com was acting up on us, so when i discovered that i still had it on my hard disk, i thought what better way to end my week than to watch love actually with a tin of ben's cookies, on my bed.

im glad for my shitty memory, because watching it again this time round (which must have been like my fifth time) felt like i was watching it for, almost, the first time. i knew the scenes, i knew the stories and the characters, but i still felt pleasantly surprised by the order of the scenes and little dialogues that i hadnt remembered; also the subtleties-the stories seemed richer, i could imagine a thousand different ways of what could be different; and i could identify with the places and the lovely ways of the english. and i got reminded of how much i loved this little boy and his gorgeous big eyes, and the moment he says 'whats worse than the agony of being in love?'

so perhaps i have let myself down for a long time now, and it does seem like a long time since to be picking up the pieces and collecting myself up, bit by bit. well bit by bit is just fine. ah, the wise tales of a third year student;) studying is good for your soul!