Nostalgic Comforts

I love how old movies, stories, and even new movies that makes us recall of the past seems to comfort (at least me) even at the midst of a world of turmoil and suffering(ooh dramatic). First off, i watched The Little Mermaid over two weekends now and it still continues to ease and take away the stress of school temporarily. Of course the comfort was bittersweet as i am a sentimental person. Sure it has the canon of infectious disney songs such as "under the sea" and "part of your world," but as i am engaged happily at the movie, concurrently it also summons memory of the past that i felt i could never go back to again. One might only guess that 17 years or for me 15 years (i think i first watched it when i was 3 or 4) had passed since it came out, and that made me the more sad. How irony curse my life. Then there's Sherlock Holmes. I finally have read something that is out-of-school context. I first happened upon doyle's famous inspector when i was 11 in my elementary school library (learning [resource] center as the school call it), and i remembered sadly i only remembered the title ("the sign of four") and the minor detail that there was a dog that can sniff out some chemical, but i could not recall what the story was about or who the villain was. Sherlock Holmes had two effects on me. The first one is that i wanted to become a detective myself because it is intriguing. The second one and perhaps also enforced by other things (rick blaine in casablanca, and 8 man after) was i think that trench coats are fashionable. I used to pretend an oversized parka as my trench coat when i was young (pathetic). Then the new movie i saw entitled "Little Manhattan." Although i could pass as a cheeseball for saying this, i love the movie. It reminisces on the good old days of boyhood and first "love." How I remembered mine. But the most important fact that this movie asserted, although it might slight girls and no offense, is: "boys mature faster than girls." So these were the pieces i that carried me through the week. I am hoping to buy another book (Ashenden Or: The British Agent) that also has a place in one of my heart's sentimental offices. It is similar to Sherlock Holmes, but Ashenden is a spy (another occupation i fancied) WWI. I discovered him when i was 11 also introduced to me through my school library. Ah, sentiment--i love it--especially in times of stress.