"With your hand on my shoulders, a meaningless movement...
Now we all know the words were true in the sappiest songs (yes, yes)..."
- A Movie Script Ending by Death Cab For Cutie
Today = fun (+ only a bit of nonfun). Woke up early for a dentist appointment. But the people were nice, they said I had nice teeth and one of the receptionists changed the channel for me so I could watch Fuse. Watching the Mr. Brightside video = a happy Nicole.
So after a dentist appointment where do I go? To a buffet of course! Then shopping and then... A GIRLS NIGHT OUT! (+ Jorrel (who is soooooo very nice!))
Hitchiker's Guide To The Galaxy = great movie. Now I know what 42 means! And I understand Albert just a bit more. The movie was like a view of the myriad things happening in Albert's head. Well, it's more like a preview than a view. There's too many things in Albert's head, I don't think I'll ever understand all of it.
We laughed so many times, even when no one else was laughing. When Earth blew up, we just busted out with the laughter. I don't think the scene was meant to be funny. Marvin! I want a robot like Marvin! Marvin the emo robot!
Reanna, my banana! I love you! I wish we could spend more time together and that you didn't live on the otherside of the world! I wish a continent and and ocean didn't separate us. (lmao! Quack! Aflack! (How is Aflack spelled?))
American Cities That Best Fit You: |
70% Philadelphia |
65% Atlanta |
65% Chicago | >
60% New York City |
55% Boston |
Why is NYC only 60% And why is Atlanta higher up than NYC?!?! I can't picture myself in Atlanta. New York! New York! Living in a loft, working in a cool office, going to trendy concert venues!
You know, I wish I didn't get obsessed easily. Because then I wouldn't be hung up on guys that don't like me back (there was a fancy word I was going to use, but I can't remember what it is, starts with an R I think). I wish I didn't like guys who have girlfriends, or who are jerks, or are gay. But my shallowness runs too deep. And it hurts to know those words you say to me, those smiles you give to me, the way you say my name... are nothing. They're just meaningless movement. So maybe, if I tell myself enough times, I'll believe they're meaningless and I'll forget about you like all the others.
To all my friends (the greatest friends ever): I love you! ~*~
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