I chilled out with the Tubelight yesterday. Took leave and stayed home to eat french fries and sausages, fried rice and chicken and Chocolate Ice cream. I was promised pork too, but the tube simply cannot be trusted with the meat of a Pig.
We had 4 <not so new> movies but only got through 3, what with eating and babysitting josh but I had a break from the monotony of work. Was nice 
We had Watchmen, 17 Again, Moulin Rouge (which we didn’t watch) and Marley and me. And this post is basically about the last on that list.
I had only seen the trailer and was hyped about seeing the movie when I saw this poster on the tubelights fb profile – and I got pissed thinking someone had ruined the entire plot! Bastards! And when we popped in the movie and began to watch I kept telling myself “Don’t worry…. the dog doesn’t die. The dog doesn’t die!” (in between little screams of his infinite cuteness, of course.) Seriously that dog is just too adorable and without you even realizing you get kinda attached to the doggie character thing. The characters lives just fast forward and then quite suddenly you realize that Marleys gotten old. You have this sneaky suspicion that maybe – just maybe – he really does kick the can – but you ignore it. And then just when you ask ‘where is this story going?’ it creeps up on you. Marley gets sick. I don’t even need to say it – but me and the Tube were in tears. I’m the emotionally weaker one though – And u know that feeling when you’re trying so hard not to cry that you have a lump in your throat and your head hurts and you feel like if you say anything you’ll start to cry? (*feels-overly-dramatic-for-some-weird-reason*) That made it impossible to respond to little ice breakers he kept throwing at me to break the awful teary silence. (i know – he’s a good friend) It was heartbreaking – that ending bit and it made me think of my doggies.
I’ve never experienced what it’s like to have a pet die on you. I got my four dogs a couple of years back, and they’re pretty healthy. But this made me think of losing them – and also – a tiny stab of guilt, for not having paid them the same level of attention after the josh came along. three of my dogs are all the same age, and they’re all probably gonna kick the bucket around the same time and I mean, one pet dying on you is bad enough – but…… you know?
I don’t know how people handle loss. It’s one of the hardest things EVER – and i’m just talking about an ANIMAL here. I can’t imagine losing someone I care about. I don’t know how great the pain will be, or if I’ll be strong enough to face it, or if I’ll be able to forget and move on. But maybe you never really forget, and the pain never really goes away – serving as a marker in our life – a turning point – where we choose if we let it break us completely, or if it helps us become better people.
My life is my responsibility. I’ve heard my parents say that so many times – but it’s LIFE itself that made the message sink in. You choose how your tomorrow is gonna turn out. Your choices in life determine the path you will take. Sometimes we abuse the power of choice so much – we don’t even know it.
*sigh*
All this from one movie about an adorable dog, and a crappy day at work. I’m going to go hug one person i care about, but haven’t really made the effore to connect with. I don’t want to wait till it’s too late.
for the moment, anyways 
hehe. surprisingly good track on this one for a you-tuber tho – Gave me goosebumps. I loved it.
and as usual i cant think of a proper ending.
