I loved Friends with Benefits because it was a romantic comedy making fun of romantic comedies. The movie totally pwned No Strings Attached by a million. JT is sooo much hotter and sexier and finer than Ashton Kutcher. And I got to see JT’s butt. I rest my case.
I know this is really lame of me but I really really wish life/people/love was as easy as it is in the movies. Mila Kunis said this in the movie so yes I am being so so lame but I wish the same thing. People complicate everythinggggg and it’s so unfortunate! I guess if life wasn’t complicated then life wouldn’t be amazing on the other side of the spectrum and people wouldn’t learn lessons and all that bullshit. Yeah yeah yeah. I want my own flashmob dedicated to me though. Can I just have that? lol jk :)
I cannot remember the last time I went out to see a movie…in the THEATER. I actually don’t remember the last movie I saw. Finally tonight I shall break that dry spell with THE TAY and we will see Friends with Benefits. Fuckin excited! Yee!
It is amazing how out of shape I am and how slow I’ve gotten at volleyball. I mean…I can still hit pretty damn well and when I play 3 on 3 I am awesome but when it comes to 6 on 6 and I have to play middle, I am so useless lol. Fuckin sucks. Oh well!
Oh and my best friend is leaving for school tomorrow. Meh.
You know in school when you had to do a group project but everyone else was so fucking incompetent that you felt you had to do everything in order to get a good grade? That is how my life is right now in 2 different areas. I feel like if I don’t do anything, nothing will be done right. *cue Under Pressure*
If only given a minute or two as our last minute or two to spill it all and say the final fragmented and fractured last words to each other, without pause or stutter for reflection I know we would both remain still and completely silent for despite all the beautiful words we could find to share through the streams down these cheeks, we have never needed them. A glance a stare and all things would be said. Hands on faces and fingers wrapped in fingers, our last words would not be words at all.