I’ve had dogs, birds, turtles, rabbits, chickens, ducks, and a chinchilla.
At lunch today, my friend said “if you were to see a baby human and a puppy next to each other, which one would you rather play with?” Honestly? The puppy.
After a small conversation about pets before bedtime, I’m now tempted to go a on a spontaneous search for a new animal to enslave. Baby turtles aren’t for sale until September, so maybe a snake? Giant Black Jellyfish?
stop being a prude and say Hi.
stop being a fake and say Sorry.
stop being a slut and say No.
stop being a jerk and say Thanks.
After you stop, wait 3 seconds, and then go your way. Go straight ahead, turn to a detour, but don’t U-turn back to where you started.
To my friend(s) who’s lost in their emotional wreck.
Just finished watching this movie again. This must have been my 8th time watching this flick, I can not seem to get tired of this story. I remember watching 500 Days in its second week of opening in the theaters with a very special person. She was my closest friend that summer and I shared a lot of things with her that I didn’t share with anyone else, and some things that I haven’t shared in awhile. This friend was also the first friend whom I shared my first kiss with who wasn’t my girlfriend. I felt so wrong at that moment, as if I wronged my morals or my code, but then I quickly gave in to the passion of that kiss. I thought I was Tom, swept into the cradle of a Summer, and I could not deter myself from riding en route the same path as his. We even said it in the theater at the same time, “oh my god, that’s just like us!” When the movie ended, I remember thinking about the potential length of our relationship. In my head, I was thinking “am I going to end up like Tom? Self-beaten and depressed into a twinkie diet?” Basically, at the end of that summer, I was. I think it was after that that I am more disposed to Zoey Deschanel’s movie quotes than JGL’s. To be honest, I don’t know if this movie saved me or ruined me, but ever since, I haven’t been like before. Well, maybe not to those extremes, but 500 Days definitely fashioned the majority of my current romantic lifestyle. I’m not going anywhere with this. There’s just a lot of things going through my head and writing whatever pops into my head seems like the best way to let out the stress steam suffocating my brain.