Tomorrow is most probably death-day for many. Although I don't consider it being mine, I still can't help being nervous. No, actually. I'm not that nervous now. But I'm not really thinking about it. Not thinking about 'what if's'. But I know no matter how cool I act now, I'm going to be a shaking, illiterate fool tomorrow.

Then I'll be a drooling, crazy one after that when I go watch Howl's Moving Castle a second time with DH. I'm wondering if I should, though. I don't know if I'm going again on Wednesday with my sis, the only other person willing to listen to me gush and go watch HMC. Cos watching it 3 times in a week is not really healthy for my finance, if I even have one. But hey, I just told my sis I may not have money and it's not like she has any anyway. I'll end up paying for her. As much as I love my sis, I do not have the cash babes.

Oh, as I have been saying this past few days, GO WATCH HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE!!!!! oh my god. The first 20-30 minutes had me drooling and a pile of goo at Howl's feet. Sure he was a little cool-looking in the trailer. But in the movie he is.... Prince Charming.

The words 'That's my girl' and 'Very nice' keeps echoing in my head and as evil as it seems, i wish the girl dead and me in her place. Like, who wouldn't want to have Howl holding your hands, making you fly and whispering praises in your ear. (I just tried very hard not to make the previous sentence make people think a little off the track) And he is so cute. With that childish temper of his. CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE!!!