The Weekend

So I just got back from what felt like, a perfect weekend, and boy am I exhausted. Busy on my feet from Friday to Monday, a smile crosses my face thinking of how it was all spent with him. My parents, being more open than they have EVER been in their entire life is finally cooperating by allowing me to spend time with him - usually if there's a service twist involved. Going to Times Square with him to watch HIM shop, and not me was definitely an experience I never want to go through ever again, but I suppose, if you ask me to do it once again, I'd consider it.

Do I give in easily, or what?

I watched Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Ratings? Sadly, a 6 out of 10. Fans, be prepared to be disappointed. Even Therry could figure out the plot of the movie. No suspense, no action, no fun. A terrible downer for a movie than has been hyped up all year, but if you look at the broader picture, you'd realize what was done was necessary in order to make the 7th oh so fantastic.

But overall, it was great having Therry by my side all weekend long. He stayed over the night before, and my parents were totally cool with it. *giggle* And he helped out with another one of my dad's camps in Morib. Stressed as I was, I enjoyed myself.



To one good weekend. Cheers.

You gotta like the sound of that.

Nady