FAVORITE HIMYM MOMENT: ONE PER EPISODE → 4.07
Listen close to everybody’s heart
And hear that breaking sound
Hopes and dreams are shattering apart
And crashing to the ground
Tribute to Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog
Me and my sister a few months ago. You know, just being our normal selves. And people think I’m weird…
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off;
Ferris: The key to faking out the parents is the clammy hands. It’s a good non-specific symptom; I’m a big believer in it. A lot of people will tell you that a good phony fever is a dead lock, but, uh… you get a nervous mother, you could wind up in a doctor’s office. That’s worse than school. You fake a stomach cramp, and when you’re bent over, moaning and wailing, you lick your palms. It’s a little childish and stupid, but then, so is high school.
I still can’t believe I’m not coming back here.
I kind of really love my brother. He’s the only person I can talk to about all these school troubles and I feel completely comfortable doing it. Maybe it’s because he’s been there; struggling to find what he wanted, but he generally just knows me so well without trying to. I mean, the conversation we’re having is so relaxed but the topic is so intense. Maybe I need to go to him more because it feels good to talk to someone whose been through this and found a way to something he might love. It’s not what he planned but he’s doing it. I don’t know. I just never appreciate him like I really should.
