Spending My Birthday In Prison.
February 6, 2008…Or make that with prison instead of in prison; and Prison Break instead of just ordinary word prison.
Because laptops were being used by my parents last night, I wasn’t able to write blogs or simply check my sites. (I am used to going online before I go to bed.) I was left with not so much to do for the rest of the night. Well, could have read a book, or watched movies, but surprisingly, I felt no urge in doing either. Then I remembered that Papa bought a DVD of Prison Break season 1, which anyone in the house hardly paid attention to within its three-week stay inside our shelf. I thought maybe I could make use of a "manly" series to doze me off… earlier, this time.
But boy was I wrong! I fell so into Prison Break, right away, within the first few seconds of its running. It even made me not want to sleep at all instead of otherwise. The series is cuhhh-razy. Scenes are unbelievable, not to mention kind of impossible. But those are what televisions (and especially movies) made for, right?—to bring the most outrageous and lunatic stories to life. Feeling a love at first sight, (or "at first scenes" in this case) I had an episode marathon that ran from 9pm until 3am the next morning, which is already my birthday. And believe me, it took me a lot of daringness to press that stop button, just when I was getting more and more hooked with the story. (Okay, okay… with the story and with Wentworth Miller!)
And so there goes my special day (no sarcasm incorporated.) It was really special. With all the personal greetings, text messages, and phone calls, absolutely overwhelming. (Thanks to you, all.)
Happy natal day to me! …and to babe ruth, ronald reagan, natalie cole, rick astley, axl rose, and bob marley.
Need to sign out now. Got more episodes to watch!
