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Saturday, February 09, 2008

TheNotebook


I had just shed buckets of tears. It had been a long time since I cried, feeling the lumps in my throat and my nose blocked as a result. The last time was when I watched the Home Song Story with P.H.Y.S.I.C.S. This time round was The Notebook.
Throughout the whole movie (it was shown on Channel 5), I kept feeling lumps in my throat. But the last five minutes was classic; I bawled my eyes out, not caring that I watched the movie in my living room. Thank God my parents were in their room!
I messsaged my Yo-Bo, PinkMonkie, GB and P.H.Y.S.I.C.S to watch the movie. My Yo-Bo and GB were extremely pious today; they were that the church when I messaged them. PinkMonkie was losing money gambling; told her to quit and watch the movie. P.H.Y.S.I.C.S totally never responded; I bet she is in slumberland.
The story started off with in a nursing home where an old man was reading a story about a young couple to an old woman. The old man and the old woman were actually husband and wife, but the latter was suffering senile dementia and totally forgot who he was. The story that he read out was about them; his wife had written it so that he could read out to her when she had forgotten about him.
The sad thing is that when the story ended, she would recall who he was. But it only lasted a few minutes! After that, she would go berserk, thinking that he was a stranger. By then, the nurses would sedate her. And the cycled continued. He actually stayed in the nursing home too so that he could take care of her. Their children pleaded him to go home, saying that their mother had clearly forgotten about them. But this was what he said to them:
That's my sweetheart in there. Wherever she is, that's where my home is.
Man.. do I tear then!
Won't tell you what happened in the end. Go and watch it. Alone. Or with your girlfriends. A sure tear-jerker. I still feel very melancholic about the whole movie. Sniff..

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