i lose at life

So, yesterday I was recovering from a devastatingly fun Saturday night. Seriously, any time I even think the words 'low-key night' I end up staying out till 6 AM and revert to a state of childlike helplessness the following day.


Anyway, anytime I have a headache or need a good relaxing wind down, I listen to a Celine Dion song, usually 'Think Twice' or 'Immortality.' (That, my friends, was the gayest sentence in the history of the Internet). But, so what? Who cares?! It's unfortunately true.

I was so defeated yesterday, I decided to watch the DVD documentary Celine: Through The Eyes Of The World. (Possibly even an gayer sentence...) I wrapped myself up in a blanket and prepared to be entertained by the most amazing singer of ever.

Turns out, this thing is not effing around. Along with footage of the tour performances that range from South Africa, to Tokyo, to Phoneix, there is a lot of footage of Celine interacting with her fans and her family. I had no idea how much she did for her fans.

Whether she was doing a meet and greet, waiting outside her hotel to sign autographs, and singing to dying children, she was amazing.

I literally cried like 8 times. I can say that at least 4 of 5 of those were due to the hangover, but no matter my state of mind or nausea there would have been some giant, pathetic tears. I mean she visits a concentration camp. I lost my shiz and had to pause it because the screen was blurry with tears.

Also, I think my Asian DNA is a huge contributor to my tears. When they showed her tour through Asia, these fans were legit. They would cry so hard, their little eyes looked like they might not ever open again!

I ate an entire frozen pizza, hated myself, and then watched Star Wars: Episode IV. And that's Sunday.