Those who know me well will tell you that I am really a cry baby.
Okay, not that I can squeeze out tears on demand. But I reckon many things in life will have me tearing… be it of sadness, joy, pride. I consider a movie to be good if it can make me cry. The more, the better.
For God’s sake, I cried in Happy Feet. In laughter, of course.
And in Harry Potter.
And in Turn Left, Turn Right. God, that was embarrassing. Loved the movie though.
So a cry baby I am. But at least I don’t bawl, unlike some friends I know of. Harumph.