Click

Finally, I watched Click through its entirety. And let me tell you, I was bawling my eyes out for this one! I knew that it was going to be sad. Everyone who has seen it would always point out that fact when I asked them about it. Considering what I figured the general plot of the story to be, I figured that's the only way it would end. I mean, c'mon. Fast forwarding through life? Any idiot would know it could only end in pain.

Still, even the most genius would still fall into the same trap of idiocy. I mean, take me for example. Yea duh haven't you ever heard of Faye the genius? :-P Okay, so maybe not. But I'd like to think of myself as the sort of person who gets that life is about having your family and relationships above status and wealth gains. Still, there are a lot of moments where I find myself fast-forwarding through life. No, I don't have a special remote. But, especially right now, I'm just looking forward for things to get moving to the part where it's supposed to get interesting. Maybe the part when I got a better job or the part that I'm married or the part when I'm getting my dream home. It doesn't matter. Mostly, things right now, compared to the last 2 years of independence and living life day by day, things... are pretty blah. Nothing unusual. Nothing to brag about. Seemingly, nothing special. Just life at its routine best of eat, work, rest. So my moind sort of zombies out for most of the day, just going from each task to the next. I feel like adam sandler's character a lot when I've finally stopped the fast forward and realize i totally don't remember what I did last week, or yesterday... or today for that matter. Life in auto-pilot.

I guess that's why I decided to watch the movie, even though I knew I'd cry. I'm getting tired of the auto-pilot. And as much as I do watch a fast-forward button, I know I'd regret it. Cuz right now is the last chance I have to live in my old home with my sister and grands. I need to savor this time with them as much as I can. I need to leave work where it needs to stay, at work. WHich I know is hard since I'm a teacher and work comes home.. but I mean more like the drama at my work needs to stay at work. I need to start appreciating this time as a single daughter, sister, granddaughter before I take on the role of wife because I'll be spending more years in that role than in this.

Ah, I think I'm writing on too far. You guys get the picture. So i'll end this. But if you catch me going onto auto pilot again, do me a favor... shake me out of it!!!