I got Notebooked. Except really I got Marley(ed) and Me. At work all the girls were discussing the idea that the movie Marley and Me is the new "date" movie, as in the movie a boy or girl asks you to watch for the sole purpose of making you emotional so they can bank on the idea that they are sensitive.
Well tonight I watched Marley and Me with two boys and one other girl. Since I previously knew the outcome of the movie I was confident in the idea that I would be alright. Well wrong. I cried like a little girl who dropped her ice cream cone on the cement. I am however confident in the idea that my boyfriend will never ask me to watch a sentimental movie again for fear that I will turn into the blubbering mess I was just 5 minutes ago, with makeup running down my face.
Anyway so this is kinda a start to my column/review due in class coming up.
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