It's coming... it's coming...

Yesterday the Fab4 plus Syndy's brother went for a movie, Millions. A british film, it gives me the same sentiment, money can ruin everything - happiness, kinship, relationship, friendship, etc. It makes me hate money, hate people who used money to control others, detest people who argue over money... Yes, we all do need money, but why has it becoming too overpowering and taken over some people's lives! Besides this, it is basically a very cool film, especially the little Damien whom has a heart of gold. That british accent, somehow it reminds me I've to get used to it again!

Two more weekends, then I've to spend the upcoming ones in Europe/London. How exciting eh, yet my heart no longer yearns like before, I'm afraid to leave just as I am afraid to come back. Is there something called a pre-flight or home-returning phobia?? Then again, I used to be always excited for the planes like little kids are over the sweets. It has to do with mental preparation I guess, I have to wash away the worries and inject the little kid's innocence into my veins.

Come on... just enjoy, yeah.