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Movie marathon 1.

Semlm, without any plan, I end up buat movie marathon sorg2 (yg kdg2 dijoin oleh mak kalo mak tak sibuk buat kerja).

Movie 1: Kafoo, Waiting for happiness.
It turn out, kafoo is a dialect in okinawa, y boleh means 2 things; good news or happiness and in this story, I guess its about happiness.

Movie 2: Miss Potter.
Ever heard or read about Peter Rabbit? This story is about the author. I like it! But watching this movie make me teringat dkt movie Becoming Jane, and then this thought creep in, "Adakah a lady author zaman 18-19 century ms tu selalu end up with tragic love story?" I mean, Jane Austen with her unrequited love while Beatrix Potter with a lover yg end up dead?
Anyhow, I really love British movie especially those y zaman 18-19century. I love the accent and the words they use to describe things. Mcm last quotes in my last post.
There something delicious about writing the first few.....
"Delicious?" I like it. =p hehe

Movie 3: Mansfield Park.
This is a movie based on Jane Auten book, and despite that I said I love the beauty of British accent, I can't help giggling bila Edmund express his love to Fanny,
I love you. As a man loves a woman. As a hero loves his heroin.
Masa ni, tutup muka dgn bantal smbil giggling mcm 10-year-old-girl sbb malu smbil sebelah tgn tepuk2 kt mak. *Yeayh, I'm sewel like that. hehe.

Movie 4: While you were sleeping.
My all time favorite, tp lama sgt tak tgk that I forget how funny and witty this movie. Tgk last night with mum. Aaaarghh! I really love it!

Peter once asked me, when I fell in love with Jack. And I told him, "It was while you were sleeping."

Gosh, I've a great time. =)

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