It's just emotions.

My sister was studying for an exam (while I was blogging away about Breaking Dawn) when she read aloud a text that she thought I might be interested in:

Bottling up of emotions leads to physical discomfort and muscular pain. Anger is frequently trapped in the muscles of the shoulders. Grief in the muscles surrounding the stomach. And fear in the leg muscles.

Often, this trapped emotion can lead to a chronic postural problem.

--Wilhelm Reich

Oooh... lots of anger bottled up inside :D Or maybe I just need new pillows and try a new sleeping position. Hehe :D

Broken Dawn

While I'm at it, might as well post a review on the book. Spoilers ahead. But by this time, every fan must have read the book already. If you haven't, you really didn't miss anything spectacular.

So for those reading my page (thanks. haha), my addiction to the vampires is bordering on abnormal. I've been waiting for ages for the last installment of the series, and once it was delivered on my doorstep (office reception) I read it like there was no more tomorrow.

Until I got to the chapters where Bella and Edward had sex. (Goodness). And Bella got pregnant. (Huwat?!) And she gave birth to Renesmee (Seriously.) And best friend werewolf Jacob imprinted on Renesmee (Noo... Seriously.) And Edward called Jacob "son". (What the F. What's wrong with you.)

I wasn't entirely disappointed, actually. Twilight Saga still ranks as my favorite. But Breaking Dawn kind of normalized my obsession. And I don't like my obsession being normalized. Abnormality makes it exciting. And now, it's just normal.

I guess the only disappointment I had with the book is its lack of action. Nothing exciting happened (aside from Bella giving birth.. that was a different kind of excitement. Not a good one.). Every loose end of the story was tied up in a neat little bow. And as humans, we clamor for struggle and tension in a story.. we clamor for something we can relate to. Even though its fiction. And in my opinion, that was what Breaking Dawn lacked. It would have been better if one of the wolves died. Or Jacob died saving Edward from the Volturi attack (if there was an attack). But that's just my fanfiction. I'm still giving Meyer credit for the whole Twilight Saga. Of course, it still had its kilig moments (Bella and Edward's wedding). But other than that, the story was sailing on a calm ocean. On a clear day. Without a bird in the sky.

You get the point.

Nothing

Ok.. so August flew by without a word from me. I would like to say that I've been busy, but busy is not in my vocabulary right now. Im downright bored. And to say that I'm bored is.. a pity.

It's almost the end of August in a few hours and as I come to think of any momentous event that happened that I can reflect on tonight.. I am stumped. Aside from the fact that I've read tons of books, watched movies on WinDVD, and the occasional calls with RP, my August has been uneventful. Oh scrap that. I almost forgot about my date w/ my best friend. Rewrite: Aside from the books, downloaded movies, weekend calls to the US, and the dinner date last Friday, August has been uneventful.

What a complete opposite from my previous entry. *Sigh*

This past weekend, I've been catching up on movies that I missed on the big screen. Just a few minutes ago, I finished watching Wanted. And now that I think about it... I must be reacting to Wesley's parting question: What the F have you done lately? My answer: Nothiiiiiiiinnng.