Lately, just lately, I’ve been spending my quiet
nights with my sister’s laptop in a precise 5cms away from my toes, with my
back leaning on the smooth faux leather upholstery of my sister’s bed, and
having two thirds of my body buried from torso to toe by the warmth of my
sister’s duvet. Okay, I reckon the possessive reference to my sister is getting
a bit annoying. Obviously, the writer here has been numpang at her cozy little
sister’s bedroom – because apparently her own
bedroom is a wreck (we’ll get back to this topic a thousand post from now
okay).
The point is, what my sister and I have been viewing
on the laptop. Everyday, we dive into our daily dose of heroin: Studio Ghibli
romps. Firstly, let me share an explanation on why and how we could get Ghibli
films. I did buy several original copies of Studio Ghibli films in Melbourne. Spirited Away and Ponyo. However, these two are as many as I can afford.