Dragged to hell and back!

Finally! After months long feverish anticipation, I finally managed to catch a sneak of Sam Raimi's latest horror entry, Drag Me To Hell.

Seriously, I have not enjoyed myself this much at the theaters for a long long time, the last being Little Miss Sunshine if I'm not wrong. The movie is wicked, hilarious and really quite gross. Can't wait to watch it again soon!

My life, on the other hand, is not as comedic as the movie though. I wonder how I can still manage to cling onto the situation, after so much has happened. I guess what is holding me together are my immense feelings for you. But I have slowly come to realize that, feelings alone might not be enough to win this battle after all. Especially after being rejected last night.

I wonder which will diminish first; my feelings or my patience. Both are stretched equally thin at this point, and slowly but surely, I am feeling a bit numb to all that has happened.

I really enjoyed the weekend with you. I just hope that, you will realize that I can't be there for you forever if there is nothing to hold me back from leaving...