Published by admin on 30 Jun 2004
So, and I hesitate to tell you this because it’s really lame, Allie and I went and saw the Notebook last night. I now have a new boyfriend, don’t try and claim him as yours, Ryan Gosling is all mine. Um, yeah, I cried a lot in that movie. It was pretty embarrassing. Even more embarrassing was Allie and I talking about how we thought we were listening to the optical track the first 5 minutes of the film. Film school really ruins you.
The twenty teen aged girls in front of us all had their cell phones on, and answered them during the movie. And then talked to their friends about how they were embarrassed about getting phone calls during the movie. Here’s a thought ladies, think about how when ol’ Allie and I were teens, we had to wait to get home to talk to our friends or wonder if anyone called. No, we didn’t have caller ID and *69, and some of us didn’t have answering machines. At least answering machines that worked. Yeah. Imagine that Miss Pink Skirt and Matching hat. I didn’t even have a mall to hang out at, just a convenience store and my senior year, Denny’s. So, next time Miss Oh My God, shut the fuck up during my very romantic and heart breaking movie. I want to sniffle in peace.