Tuesday I take the CBEST. And that's all I have to say about that.
I want to go see Harry Potter SOOO BAD. I'm thinking of going at lunch and not telling anyone. That way no one will be mad that I saw it without them. Personally, I don't care how like the book it is. Read the book and get lost in that world and then watch the movie and get lost in a different but similar world. I see that as a good thing.
I also want to see Whatever Works, Food, Inc., (500) Days of Summer, and this movie...
I love movies that are full of unapologetically insane people.
And now here's some random song lyrics...
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
And now I would like to rant...
Is it wrong to look back fondly on the first time you were heartbroken? It may be slightly masochistic and it definitely wasn't fun while it was happening. Just like I look back on my tear-filled swimming lessons. It's a right of passage, I guess.