willy wonka was unsurprisingly wonderful, but that wasn't wat i wanted to talk about.

before the movie, i had a bad tiff with my sister.

it had something to do with unfulfilled expectations, wrong timings, and a bad case of maladjustments.

so after a fierce exchange of harsh words peppered with a generous dose of spite later, it ended with a brief silence and just like every other quarrel we had in the past, the air cleared almost instantaneously, as if nothing had happened before that.

but i know it wasn't really the same as before.

i still have much left unsaid, that i am unable to express. but the glaring fact is now more obvious than ever - i have to wean off my emotional dependence on my sister.

like veruca salt, i am a bad nut. and my sister was probably right in saying that i am just mean to every single human being. so this time, i will try to be nice, for once, and stop demanding so much from her. stop expecting her to do the right thing at the right time. lest i break her skinny bones with my incessant lamenting and cursing about how Life is screwing me up the past few weeks.

not feeling the most dandiest, but at least for now i have a resolution.