After watching Always, Sunset on 3rd Street, I HAD to watch the 2nd one.
And it so did not disappoint (especially shocking cause a lot of sequels are disappointing, and the first Always was completely brilliant). My sleeves are kinda soaked from my crying xD.
Actually, before watching 1 Litre of Tears about 1-2 years ago I didn't really cry at anything. But then after that I cried at literally ANYTHING.
Even that Mastercard advert. No joke. The one with the acoustic music and it shows all those people seeing each other at the airport again, and at the end it says 'Spending Christmas together: Priceless'. ;__; I KNOW IT'S LAME, OKAY. BUT IT WAS EMOTIONAL. :(
Yknow, it was especially wierd today, I was having a look at Peter the Great Foreign Policy and my mum put  the toaster grill thingy on the table, and I could see the back of it, where all the crumbs and old cheese stains hadn't been cleaned out for absoloutely ages.
Right about this moment, I would've expected to feel disgusted. BUT NO. For some reason I felt that little tightening on my nose bridge and I WANTED TO CRY. I FELT SORRY FOR THE DAMNED CHEESE-STAINED TOASTER.
What is with that?! Should I blame it on hormones?! 0__0

Oh yeah, I was gonna do the WITL meme here, but I forgot and now I can't be bothered...