(14/06/25, 23:24 WIB)
I didn’t know what to expect from today, except Bring Her Back. And I didn’t even know what to expect from it. I expect you to consider a drinking game halfway through this.
██ and I were so bummed. We had to face the sudden traffic, due to heavy rain, which doubled the journey time from my house to the center of the city. I know, I know… We need to grow up because we’ve been living here for 27 years, so that’s expected (and it could’ve been worse). It’s still such a bummer when it happens, though!
The next 60 minutes was a kiddie coaster. Around an hour before the movie, we arrived → toilet time (we were dyinggg to go) → LEGO store (yay). And then at 16:00 I just realized that we have to eat NOW. So we did. But my food took so long (second bummer). At 16:40 the movie was supposed to start and we had just finished our food in time. But obviously this guy right here had to buy popcorn (third bummer). I hate being late to the movies! You need to settle down first! Make yourself comfy! I hate having to find my seat in the dark and getting to my seat while apologizing to fellow audience. And then I have to sit down and instantly be in the zone? That doesn’t work for me. Plus, if I’m late to the movies because of someone else—they’re responsible for taking away my settling down sesh—I’m gonna need like, IDK, 15 minutes to let go. Fourth bummer!
BTW, this was supposed to be a Bring Her Back review but I guess I’d rather review my day instead.
After spending the first quarter of the movie being a bummed out bitch I got over it. He just realized right there and then that this was a horror movie (I’ve told him!) so it loosened me up a bit. The movie was super immersive anyway (yay) and it was throughout. ██ couldn’t wait to get out of the theatre (he was scared and anxious) so we did once the movie ended. With that said, he thought it was good. I disagree! I thought it was excellent.
I’m writing like an elementary school kid.
Dear Diary,
I queued to enter POP MART but later found out that they didn’t have Dolores Diesel (fifth bummer). ██ and I went back to the LEGO store but didn’t buy anything because we’re saving up (forced to live in this economy? The ultimate bummer). He wanted to have drinks at a bar that was doing a tribute to Chet Baker, but the minimum spend was 500k/person and we’d be standing (sixth bummer). We didn’t wanna move to another place so we tried finding other places to sit and smoke and have drinks, but most of the places are either full, non-smoking, or don’t have drinks (seventh, eight, ninth bummer). Acceptance blocked the tenth bummer. Every zillennial has at least ten percent of millennial in them. We unleashed that over cocktails while watching a live band playing R&B hits. ██ requested a song.
I need to stop keeping track of failures. I look good today. Bring Her Back was mwah mwah excellent! Fear and sadness, past and present, motherhood and grief, all in harmony.
I’m not drunk and I didn’t even get drunk and I’m being responsible. I ate dinner and took my meds according to the suggested dose. I have therapy tomorrow.
I’m trying.
— S. N.
breaking my spine 