don’t get me wrong, some shyte happened today and whatnot, it’s just that none is the kind of thing i can post here.
i mean there was the thing with that one guy and then the other thing with the other guy.
oh! oh!
AND that one thing with that one girl.
sigh.
ya. can’t write about any of that here.
i swear, it’s almost enough to make me wish that i didn’t go around telling people about my blog all the time.
ha.
ya right. like THAT’S ever going to happen.
in other news, i did change my earrings today for the first time since getting them pierced. i went with a lovely little blue flower that i got as part of a three-pack on sale for $2.65.
seriously.
im cheap like that.
here’s a pic in case you’re sitting there on the very edge of your seat cushion wanting to know what they look like (and yes, i really am that pale):
“I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”
– Harry Burns.
Last night i was feeling down about being single because i had just hung out with a crapton of happy families and their happy children, so i decided to watch the best, most honest, most inspiring movie ever made in regards to relationships: “When Harry Met Sally.”
cinema sigh.
the movie chronicles the relationship between harry and umm, sally. and how they randomly meet a couple times before finally getting their crap together and falling in love.
and along the way they address some of the common things men and women run into. right off they bat we have them talking about how men and women can never be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally: So, you’re saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive?
Harry: No. You pretty much want to nail ’em too.
Then we move into the biological clock thing, which as soon-to-be 26-year-old woman, i have to sally’s perspective on the whole thing makes me feel pretty good about life. She claims it doesn’t really start to tick until you’re 36. phew.
and at one point sally and harry are talking about high maintenance women, and harry invents a category for sally that im pretty sure i fall into:
Sally: Which one am I?
Harry: You’re the worst kind; you’re high maintenance but you think you’re low maintenance.
Sally: I don’t see that.
Sally: You don’t see that? Waiter, I’ll begin with a house salad, but I don’t want the regular dressing. I’ll have the balsamic vinegar and oil, but on the side. And then the salmon with the mustard sauce, but I want the mustard sauce on the side. “On the side” is a very big thing for you.
Sally: Well, I just want it the way I want it.
Harry: I know; high maintenance.
and throughout the whole movie they play these little clips of couples talking about how they met. and some of them are CRAZY! like this one:
Woman: We feel in love in high school.
Man: Ya, we were high school sweet hearts
Woman: But then after our junior year, his parents moved away.
Man: But i never forgot her.
Woman: He never forgot me.
Man: Her face was burned on my brain.
Man: It was 34 years later when i was walking down broadway and i saw her.
Woman: And we both looked at each other and it was just as though not a single day had gone by.
Man: She was just as beautiful.
Woman: He was just the same. He looked exactly the same.
Umm. holy wow! it took them 34 YEARS to find each other again? and then when they did, they made it work! that’s nuts people. NUTS!
But the thing i love most about this movie is that all the different love stories (harry and sally, as well as the other ones woven throughout) give me hope that i don’t have live my life like a text book fairytale. that i can have a happy marriage to somebody i meet in an unconventional way. and that people who have ups and downs can come out on the other side mostly up.
now, of course, the BEST scene in the movie, and maybe the best scene ever made: Harry professing his love for sally:
Instead of one post listing all the life lessons I learned at Six Flags Great America, I’m going to break it into multiple posts, because seriously people, THERE’S JUST SO MANY!
So, one of my lamest moments on this earth happened when i was 13 years old. I was at Great America with my friend Heather and she was begging me to go on the Batman. except i had heard some crazy story about people getting stuck on that ride for like 13 hours UPSIDE DOWN!
that’s crap, i thought in my little eighth-grade brain. and i did NOT want to take any chance whatsoever of that happening to me. so i refused to go on the ride with her.
let me tell you though, that girl begged me for like two hours straight, and i just stood there like an idiot repeating the word no. Despite the fact that i sat in the little seat on display and made sure it was totally safe, and the fact that the chances of me being on the ride when it got stuck upside down were about 4,000,000,000 to .5.and HOLY CRAP THERE WAS NO LINE! AND WE COULD LITERALLY JUST WALK ON! i still said no.
i was a stubborn little twit who refused to listen to reason. who refused to hear the facts and evaluate them and then change my mind.
and two years later, while riding in the front seat of the WAY SCARIER ragging bull, i knew that i had made the wrong decision to say no that night.
lucky for me, people do change.
i changed.
and i started listening to reason.
and when my friend shari had asked me to on the ragging bull, i listened to the facts and went on it. and it was SUPER FUN! and i’ve been totally hooked on roller coasters ever since.
my friend heather wouldn’t recognize me.
which i can only assume is a good thing. i mean, thank God i’m not the same person i was in junior high. that would totally suck.
