This movie ideally describes yesterdays impacts. It was my brother’s graduation and also June’s lousiest day. Oh wait, June is still lasting.
It’s going to be out somewhere in fall (the movie!).

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Your typical chick drama. Hard times bring the tendency of watching lighter films.

No way, I am not going to that bad English boarding school.

Oh, am pretty as a pie.

Hell yeah, we are going to jump:

THE END.

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Let us go to the shore; there the waves will kiss our legs. With mysterious sadness the stars will shine down on us. (Aleksey Pleshcheyev)

Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky composed twelve pieces for piano, all of them named after seasons and obviously inspired by them.
Tchaikovsky “Seasons” - Barcarole (June) HERE

Short story “Water”, starring Cillian Murphy as son, David Fox as father and Leslie Feist as mother. See HERE.

When I was in a room with another person, I felt like I was only half there. When I was in a room with two other people, I felt like a third of myself. When I was in a room with three other people, I felt like a quarter of myself. And when I was in a whole crowd of people, I felt like nobody.
- The Quiet

There is this legend of a girl, who is about to marry a man with a great fortune. But something tragic happens. While playing the game of hide-and-seek, bride hids herself into an old wooden oak chest. But after some time, she discovers that the lid of the chest is not opening - it is locked.

There are many versions about this story. In one the bride dies and her body is discovered many years later, still holding the mistletoe branch. In other stories, she survives.

I found this really interesting short story written by Jeanette Winterson, it’s called “The Mistletoe Bride”. You can read the whole story online (it’s not very long). I truly enjoyed it. When the bride finally get’s out of the chest, she realized that she can be free and escapes from the castle. The chest had somehow presented me the caged future of her, when she had married that unfaithful man.

It’s not even clear the timing of this event. In some sources it is said to happen in the 16th century, other’s that 17th. My sources are mostly only from Internet so there’s might be some more accurate info in books.

I have found some links about this story:
1) Here’s a picture of the supposed building, where it all happened
2) Another take on the story. This time with a little taste of suspicion.
3) Antoher story with the famous poem dedicated to the bride.
4) One picture inspired by the story (scroll down).

I am very fascinated by this story and I intend to find more information about it in the future. In fact, I am planning to make my own little story about this myth, in a play format. At least I hope so.

Forever love, forever lost.

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