You know, I spend so much time thinking about why I can't write more or express myself and play with ideas. When this whole time I could've just easily blogged. But I usually don't have much going on...Irvine is just Irvine!
The weather was quite lovely yesterday though...it was in the 90s (like hot).
I've been a little addicted to FML - some of the stuff is just plain ridonkulous and makes you wonder how much of the stuff is true, but heyyyy...whatever floats your boat! WHAT??? OKAY!!!
I was watching "Daddy's Little Girls" last weekend with Gabrielle Union and that really sexy man (sadly I don't remember his name) but talk about sweet. Talk about falling in love. And going OMGOMGOMGOMG cute! Her lawyer character is what I aspire to be: independent, brave and well, maybe a little saner. Not that she's crazy, but I mean, I should really calm down.
I loved her shoes and outfits, I would love to walk into work and look like that every day, but...maybe not at this job?
Speaking of chickflicks, I finally watched Sex and the City this weekend...and talk about TEARJERKER! Totally unexpected - especially as the limos crossed paths and she got out of the limo...dammmn, my eyes were welling up like the uh...Duke of...Wellington!!! Haha. I was all into it, yelling at the TV "I HATE YOU, BIG!!" "OMG I'm gonna cry!!" as my friend Ryan watched on amusedly (is this a word? well it is now)
Love is just a crazy game.
I hate it when guys are ambiguous.
As Kirsten Dunst said once in a magazine (a long long long time ago in YM) "Do you like me or do you not? Just tell me now so I can get over you!"
I'm not sure why that stuck with me, it was 7th grade.
Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them.
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