Currently reading Sophie Kinsella’s Remember Me e-book, and I’m halfway through. Thank God for technology, I say. I mean, it’s not even much, it’s an e-book, but it’s the only way to satisfy the need to read Kinsella’s novels without having to wait another day.
How’s the book? So far, it isn’t as funny as her other books, but I love it anyway. It doesn’t clutter up my mind with words I don’t know, so that’s always good. In addition to that, I don’t have to reread certain paragraphs to make sure I understand what’s going on, especially when my mind goes to a temporary blank and I don’t know what I’m reading. Don’t mind me. I’m such an airhead when it comes to reading, that’s all. Can’t wait to finish it. (I’m getting back to it after this post.)
Anyway, in response to her comment, I have watched Iron Man. I watched it on a Saturday night with my mom, sister, and the maid. Yes, the maid. We doubt that she understood the whole movie especially with the absence of Malay subtitles, but she said it was good fun anyway. I’m guessing she’s basing it on the action scenes. Haha. What I thought about the movie is, as usual, unimportant, but I’m going to say it anyway: I LOVE IT. It’s like Transformers all over again. I expected it to be not so great mainly because of the high expectations I had when I went to see it (what with the rave reviews, how could I not have?)
But really, I loved the movie, and I initially wanted to watch it again with my girl friends on Sunday like how I planned at first, but something came up, so I told the girls to just watch it whenever they’re free (which really is whenever since their exams are over.) It’s two thumbs up. 5 out of 5 stars. OK, maybe 4.75, but I’ll round it off.
If only I can make the boyfriend watch it. Hmph.
I want to watch What Happens In Vegas, but I have a feeling I’ll miss out on watching it in the cinema.
My Mazda is currently at the workshop, my uncle said that it’ll probably be done by tomorrow, and I hope so. It feels so weird to not have it around. I miss it already, so to say. What’s funny, though, is people come to me (online and offline) and they express their frustration at how I couldn’t get the girl to pay for damages. I’m over it, I tell them. I have to be anyway. As my mom said to me, “Semua yang di dunia ani kan binasa jua, so jangan tah luan dipikirkan.” Well said, babu.
Anyway! Sophie Kinsella’s book beckons.