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Woke up at nine today. And, um. Japanese class starts at nine. *headdesk* I didn't really want to explain myself to Kishi sensei, (he'd make me do it in Japanese, *shudder*) I just waited and went at eleven, when the second class starts.

My brother was forced coerced by school into going to the Mariachi festival in town, and my parents tagged along for the food because they're such fine parents. *cough* I stayed, because I've homework to do (which I'm not doing) and because I wanted to see a movie. Because I can monopolize my parent's HBO when alone.

So, I watched Collateral on TV, and man, that was some good movie! It kept me at the edge of my scene during the entire thing, and who would've known, Tom Cruise didn't arse the acting. The lighting and music? Reaaaal good too. Nice acting from Jamie Foxx too, and some rather good dialogue.

Then, Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights was showing, and well. I saw it. *hides* It was kinda blah, but I'm a dancer, so I'll forever like dancing movies, however horrible they are. And well. DIEGO LUNA. Must I say more? His Cuban accent is so, so, so, so cute. Yum. And a little ago, I read in an interview that 'dancing scenes had been much more difficult for him than kissing Gael García Bernal en Y Tu Mamá También. *uses icon* God, I love that man. (The ending of the movie was pretty bad, though.)

And because my life is built out of casualities, it seems, I'm downloading Criminal with Diego too right now, although I really want to see the original version from Argentina. (as onadancefloor has recced me).

Er, sorry if my journal has been so movie-monopolized as of lately, but I'm suddenly getting to see all this cool stuff after a while of having naught, so I'm kinda in a frenzy. *looks shifty*