crouching tiger, hidden dragon (don’t you hate subtitles?)

I dried my hair and looked into the fogged over mirror. He is going to be here in less than ten minutes, and I’m playing with my hair? I hurried off to my room and grabbed my brush, rushing back to the kiddie-like bathroom, I blowdryed my hair in a hurry; not caring whether I… Continue reading crouching tiger, hidden dragon (don’t you hate subtitles?)