... I finally bid goodnight to everybody at 3AM.. only to wake up feeling unbelievably uncomfortable an hour later.
I go downstairs, fill my stomach and then sit around waiting to feel tired again.
It didn't happen.
I am now sitting around waiting for lecture to start.
I watched The Mask of Zorro in the middle of the night.
That show breaks my heart.. only because my childhood hero was Diego de la Vega a.k.a Zorro... and they kill him at the end of the show.
My Dad bought the VHS of the animated version when I was very young.. there were two.. and I would watch them all the time. No flying man in underpants could beat the masked dude with the sword. for me.
My favourite scene, that I still love, is when the bad guys were riding across the suspended bridge only to meet Zorro at the end.. with a few swipes of his rapier they fall off the horse and he carves his "Z". :D I loved every moment of it.. that was my favourite episode too.
Yes, you can imagine the shock I got when I first watched the 1998 version... I was like this ':O' when I found out that the dude being locked up at the beginning was Diego de la Vega.
Argh, now I feel tired -.-
This is gonna be one disastrous day.
