The Last Song

Okay ummm wow.

I just got home from the movies about ten minutes ago. I saw "The Last Song". That other cheesy looking chick flick based off the book by Nicholas Sparks. Yes, another one. I think he's on a roll. This is like number 3 or something in 2 years. Way to go, Nick.

I must say, I was very impressed. In an almost surprising way, too. I don't actually like Mr. Sparks' books. Some reasons being that they are set in the same state every time, and they are pretty predictable. This movie, was a little predictable (some parts made me feel like I was watching the Notebook again), but it really blew me out of the water. I bawled my eyes out. For real. If I cry in movies, I can usually hold it back for a good while and sometimes make it out of the theater without shedding a tear. This time, I wasn't so lucky. There was a point where I reached the maximum build-up (where your lumpy throat has reached its lumpy limit and your eyes are filled to the very brim with that salty solution) and I just said to myself, "Just accept it, Rachael. Let it come." At that point, tears just gushed out like little rivers all the way down my face. I didn't even bother wiping them off, because they just kept on coming! I think my throat is still a little sore from the lumpiness! Sometimes the tears would subside, and then another emotional part (don't wanna give anything away!) would come and there they'd go again.. it was a little ridiculous honestly. It was seriously all I could do to not gasp and wheeze and whimper, too. I can't believe I reached that point. All because of a ex-Disney star. Well done , Miley Cyrus. I applaud you.