shamelessly crying in the library

i actually cried in the library on saturday. and again yesterday.
why?
because i was reading a biography on rita hayworth
man, she was one sad person. so sad that i feel sorry for her and started to feel angry at the press for ruining her life (basically, among other things... like her being sexually abused, cheated on by her husbands, physically abused and all...)
i actually sat there for the entire afternoon and read the book from cover to cover!
then yesterday i read the other biography i borrowed
and that was equally bad
not to mention the fact that i watched The Strawberry Blonde (1941)
and yes that has a few very touching moments
James Cagney and Olivia de Havilland had such a romantic and very tear-jerking relationship!
confession number 2: i cried while watching Angels With Dirty Faces (1938) as well
i love Hollywood classics.
in fact, i think i cried watching Meet Me In St Louis (1944) as well when Judy Garland sang 'Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas'
*sob*
on a separate note, One Hour Photo (2002) is brilliant! the photography is amazing
chilling... chilling...
but oh so good...
and again, i cried for Robin Williams
sigh