Happy happy happy:)

I've been pinning myself to write a recap of what life has been after three quarters this 2007. We're down to the last and I must say that bigger and better and the "hellacious" (:P) keep coming my 24th year.

It has been a blast. The past week. My birthday week:) Not all smiles. But in general, and most of the time, HAPPY:) No nitty gritty details. I would like to perceive it as one big happy smile. Full of surprises. gifts. love. For the entire week:) Happy happy happy:)

Thank you to all the people who became part of my birthday week. Especially to those people I've been with on the day itself:) You mean a lot to me, and I am truly grateful and blessed to have spent my most memorable day for the entire year with you. I must say that this is the best birthday.. yet:) I am looking forward to better birthdays ahead. I love you, all:) *kisses and hugs*

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I got to watch Stardust last Saturday and it is a great movie:) It wasn't dragging (although excuse my sleepiness that it had to kick-in involuntarily, not because the movie was boring. I was just to sleepy and it was very conducive for a short break:P haha not an excuse, not an excuse!). I just would like to share Yvaine's monologue to poor Tristan who turned into a mouse for a few minutes. Her speech was lovely.

Yvaine: You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.

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