Up brought me down

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SO on Friday we went and saw Up in 3-D at the Irvine spectrum. I cried like a baby. An Animated movie with death and miscarriage in the first 10 minutes? I mean really. And then the fact that the woman dies without reaching her dream. I felt slapped in the face…I don’t have dreams anymore, I couldn’t think of one dream and that made me cry harder. So there I was, in the dark with 3-D glasses sobbing over a damn animated realization that I paid 15 bucks for. Come on, really? I can cry at home for free. It took me two days to even admit it. I already hate the movies, this kind of cemented it for me!