Another night, another dream wasted on you.

I enjoyed Valentines day.
I went to the Empire with my parents and James to meet his parents and have dinner. They arranged this amazing set course dinner and got us this great place in the Pantai restaurant overlooking the sea. I thought his parents were awesome and I could tell they were genuinely nice people, nothing like the stereotype army Mum and Dad I had in my head. I also noticed in the newspaper that they were warning the youth in Brunei on how Valentines day should not be practised. However, while I was the Empire eating dinner, I noticed a lot of the "youth" on dates. It was great, it made me smile to see that the "youth" was thinking for themselves.

I then got home and decided to put on Zombie Diaries expecting it to be a really good indie film. I was quite mistaken, the acting in that movie is dreadful. It made me laugh when a Zombie would come up behind the camera man and he would let out a less than believeable "Oh my!".
I decided to take that out of the DVD and throw it in the bin to watch a really good movie called Outlaw, which was really good. It's a movie about vigilante justice in London, based on the fact that the police are powerless to do anything unless they are provided with cold hard proof. I enjoyed it very much.

I leave Sunday. I'm scared. Really scared.

Funny thing about today. I came to the realisation that I might be in love. No, actually:
I am in love.