I think I'm falling ill. Cold came like an emo kid at night in a closet in a room with no lights and windows in a cave 50 feet underground in a place where the sun never shines(That's why it's night I guess). I didn't see it coming.
I don't know where I caught it, or HOW I caught it, but I first felt it in Math tuition. At night. Cripes.
Have yet to complete any holiday assignments, and English Compre is more than ticking me off at the moment. I'm a little hesitant to write about film for essay. Which is ironic really, me being a film nut.
So ComicCon Singapore is coming up in July, and Yuqi, Winona and I have pretty much wee-ed several times in our pants ever since we found the events list, which promised a day(or three,rather) of "slap-you-in-the-face, spit-in-your-crotch fantastic" activities for Singaporean film geeks. And comic fellas. I expect to see some stranger then normal behavior form weird Cosplay people and Star wars fans, as most of the events planned were done so with these people in mind. I'm gonna wear my "Execute order 66" shirt to connect with the rest of the Star wars contingent. I'm really excited about this, but then I'm a little apprehensive because of the large crowd that's expected to show up. I know I'm gonna meet a couple of assholes. Ah well. The things I do for film.
Please log on to http://www.sgtoyandcomiccon.com/ for more information about Comic Con if you're interested, and have a good day. Bye Bye.

Da_movie_kid was shot at 7:28 PM