Review: The kissing booth

I watched this one in between preparing for my exams while procrastinating because    a) I couldn’t risk starting a new show and b) I needed something light and funny to watch. Also, apparently this was actually a wattpad book that was later picked up for publishing and then made into a movie!

For some reason, I haven’t been able to watch romantic comedies especially teen romances for a while now so when Netflix (its a Netflix original) decided to just play the tailer when I logged in, I slightly rolled my eyes and thought “Am I really in the mood for a super cheesy teen romance?”.  I gave it a shot anyway because helloooo procrastination.

I haven’t read the book so I can only speak for the movie here which revolves around Elle (Joey King) trying to keep her friendship with her best friend (Joel Courtney) intact by following a set of rules while juggling a romance with her best friend’s brother Noah Flynn who happens to be off limits, according to those rules. The kissing booth is where it all starts from for Elle and Noah and it is where Elle’s friendship with Lee Flynn takes a turn it had never before.

Now however cheesy or predictable you’re thinking this movie is in your head right now, multiply that by 3 times. I’m not saying that necessarily is a bad thing but just to give an idea of the cheesiness one might like in a movie. The life-long friendship, the lead as the late bloomer, the forbidden romance, the sneaking around, the confusion phase, the trio of mean girls and all of that cliché teen movie stuff is what this one is made of as well. For me, it was all very predictable but an enjoyable watch none the less. It is like one of those one-time watchable teen romantic comedies.

Rating 2.5/5

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Chai time

So now that i have been home for a few months and my mother very conveniently hid the coffee somewhere, which usually belongs to me, seriously she only takes it out when we have guests over now and when they prefer coffee over chai or when she is fasting. That is the only time i get to smell the aroma of the mighty drink.

Seriously though, i needed to find my fix of caffeine since i wasn’t allowed to have coffee at home. I, now, drink chai. No kidding! me?! Who never even wanted to taste it for the 20 years of my existence, now i consume it thrice a day at least. How did it come to this?

I never thought myself to be a chai person. I make it with soy milk but still! CHAI! I drink CHAI now and i feel like i am cheating on coffee every time i do it. And i like it, a part of me questions why i never had it before and a part of me is just baffled that i am drinking chai on a daily basis now. And it tastes so good! But i miss coffee but i love chai now and now i am ranting. It is freaking 2:32am and i wanna make a cup of tea. There were times when i would sneak coffee in my bedroom ( not alcohol, not boys….but yeah coffee. i am pretty badass) and hide it under my bed every time my parents knocked on my bedroom door, and now i don’t even bother sneaking around and making it. What is even happening to me?

Maybe i should just start mixing them both and have it. That would be a fun experiment and it does not taste all that bad from what i remember back when i had it in Thailand.

I believe you

When you say you miss me

I also believe

All the silence

that you throw my way

It doesn’t make any noise

But hits hard enough

To leave a bruise for days

I believe you

When you say you’ve been hurt

I also believe

In that ache I feel

When you refuse

To acknowledge my hurting

I believe it all

The said

The unsaid

I just don’t know

If I believe

in myself anymore

To have the strength

To believe in us.

But there never was or is an us