I'm not pregnant, but lately I find myself crying at the sappiest commercials, at the simplest movies and at craziest TV programs.

Case no. 1

I went out last Friday with my friend John to watch a movie. We were supposed to watch Shrek 2, unfortunately, it wasn't showing anymore to the movie theater we went to. So we watched 13 Going on 30 instead. I like the movie. I think that Jennifer Garner is cute. She portrayed her part well. (Sorry, I suck at giving movie reviews.) Anyway, at the end of the movie wherein Matt (played by Mark Ruffalo) was about to get married to this girl and Jenna tried to stop him but finds out that she couldn't, then she started to cry, then she said something along these lines, "I'm crying because I'm happy for you... honestly I'm okay. I'm just happy for you" (not the exact lines, but it was something like that. I started to cry too. John was laughing at me. He said that I cry too easily. It's just that I heard those lines before. I even used them myself. I guess those lines just triggered memories I tried to forget already.

Case no. 2

I borrowed my friend's VCD of Milan. You know that Filipino movie starring Claudine and Piolo? Okay, so call me jologs. Whatever. But I was crying when I watched that movie. As in deep sobs that left me weak afterwards. I don't know why. I didn't even like the love story between Claudine and Piolo. I didn't even like the story, for god's sakes but still I was crying so hard while watching it. I guess it's got something to do with missing home and that I can relate so much to what the characters are experiencing in the movie. Maybe because I know that what they showed is really happening because I've seen that happen in real life here in the States.

Case no. 3

I bought this DVD on sale at Wal-Mart's, titled Music From Another Room. And you guessed it. I cried (again!) while watching the movie at home. I guess that movie brought out the romantic in me, and made me believe, even for just a few minutes, in destiny and love. I guess the tears are for wondering if I'll ever meet the one really destined for me and for wondering if I'll ever let myself fall in-love again.

I'm pathetic aren't I? I am such a crybaby.