We watched the movie "The Reader". And man, its was beautiful. It made me cry multiple times and it's the only thing I can think about since I saw it. It was deep, and sad and ...fuck it was good.
But next to me was my fake-ass classmate talking about how boring the movie is and etc. I mean WHAT? Boring? I wasn't bored 1 minute while watching it!
And another classmate of mine kept saying that all the movie is about Hanna and Michael making love. Just...Did you not pay attention to the screen for at least 5 minutes? Didn't you see the dramas those people were living? What they felt?
Idiots kept talking and talking and talking... But still, the movie was amazing.
And it made my depression return. But it was worth it. ಠ ‿ ಠ