I just read an article that deeply impacted me. Funny how that happens.

RORY: Why won't you leave me alone? You won't go away.

JESS: Rory.

RORY: What do you want?

JESS: I don't know. I just wanted to see you, talk to you. I just...

RORY: What?

JESS: Come with me.

RORY: What?

JESS: Come with me.

RORY: Where?

JESS: I don't know...away!

RORY: Are you crazy?

JESS: Probably. Do it. Come with me. Don't think about it.

RORY: I can't do that.

JESS: You don't think you can do it but you can. You can do whatever you want.

RORY: It's not what I want.

JESS: It is. I know you.

RORY: You don't know me!

JESS: Look, we'll go to New York. We'll work, we'll live together, we'll be together. It's what I want. It's what you want, too.

RORY: No!

JESS: I want to be with you, but not here. Not this place, not Stars Hollow. We have to start new.

RORY: There's nothing to start!

JESS: You're packed. Your stuff is all in boxes. It's perfect. You're ready. And I'm ready. I'm ready for this. You can count on me now. I know you couldn't count on me before, but you can now. You can.

RORY: No!

JESS: Look, you know we're supposed to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you two years ago, and you know it, too. I know you do.

RORY: No, no, no, no, no!

JESS: Don't say "no" just to make me stop talking or make me go away. Only say "no" if you really don't want to be with me.

RORY: No!


*Sigh*

Stop.



Collaborate and Listen.



Audrey Wolfe is back with a FUG new mission.


Because my last post of fugliness was such a success, I have brought you ANOTHER post of extreme and enjoyable fugliness! Thank you darlings for enjoying it and I hope this post brightens your day!

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Instead of doing homework or studying for my world politics test (which is going to kick my ass from here to eternity), I am watching recaps of the Olympic Ice Dancing contest. And, in lieu of one of my favorite blog sites (Gofugyourself) I have decided to bring you a whirlwind of fugliness. What is "fugly?" Why, it stands for fucking-ugly, of course. And, ice dancing costumes have to be one of the fugliest things I've ever seen. Can't they SEE that what their wearing is ugly!? Apparently not. I read an article the other day about the fugliness of the skating costumes (fugly is my word, not theirs) and the reporter said that they're ignoring the world of fashion and looking INSIDE the skating world for inspiration. Any sport that relies on ruffles and sequins should look OUTSIDE for inspiration. Like elegant Michelle Kwan who gets the gorgeous Vera Wang to design her costumes. So, I might seem like a bitch in this post, but once you see the costumes, you can't deny their fugliness.

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Things that suck:

* Coming out of your house and seeing that there is a dent, complete with white paint scratches, on the drivers side of the car
* Why, WHY does your driver side lock ALWAYS freeze when you are LATE, in GOOD SHOES, wearing your GOOD JEANS, and in the middle of TRAFFIC
* When you wear said good shoes (which do not have tread) and slip ungracefully on a patch of black ice falling down and landing on the pavement
* Busting your hand open on the pavement
* Busting your knee open
* The day you look your worse, you see everyone and their grandmother at school
* Trying to explain why your at the branch. You know what people--I don't even know! Stop asking me!
* Having to clean out your car . . . which still has things in it from moving out
* Going through the baggage from Miami
* Getting all of your money stolen out of your bank account. Damn Romanians.
* Having to miss the opening ceremony of the Olympics
* Having to fill out stuff for FAFSA for the 50th FREAKING TIME
* Realizing you've been a horribly selfish daughter
* Realizing how boring you are (and maybe always been?)
* Being poor . . . why am I not able to get a job?! These places hire people that do pot in their bathrooms and will not hire me! What the hell?!
* Having to say "I just do not think this is going to work . . ." Damnit.


Things that do not suck:

* Finding a dress for a dance. I thought I had my last dance around May 2005. My mistake.
* Red dresses
* Visiting Emmy at Grove City
* Getting to go the library. I am a geek. Get over it.
* THE STEELERS WINNING THE SUPERBOWL
* Being single. You know, I have been very negative lately . . . single isn't that bad. You know there is a great quote from the movie Sabrina (the Harrison Ford-Julia Ormond combo, not the original Audrey Hepburn-Humphrey Bogart combo)in which her Paris-editor-friend says that she seems embarrassed by being single and alone. And then there's more that I can't remember. But it resonates right now and you all should watch it because it's some serious good advice. So yeah.
* Getting to find a new beginning
* Project Runway and Gilmore Girls
* Books: The Dashwood Sisters Secrets of Love (a modern spin on one of Ms. Austen's greatest works) and A Northern Light. Read them. Fab.
* Watching Hook with friends

GO STEELERS!!!

I am in the market for several things. I shall list them below:

(1) A new college
(2) A job
(3) Would mentioning a boyfriend be tacky? Well if it is, disregard this. If not, I am still in the market
(4) . . . I probably should be in the market for many things. But I can't remember them right now.





P.S. I LOVE the Wedding Planner. I LOVE this movie. Mossimo makes me want to go to Italy.

There are times in your life in which you just kinda have to give up and give in to things. For instance, I have finally realized that I have become my father's daughter. For instance, during my victory lap around my father's living room wearing the black and gold. Or it was my trash talking to random people I didn't know. It could have been that too. But, nevertheless, I have become what my mother frowns upon and my father actually tears up about. I have become a Steeler's fan, truly my father's daughter.




GO STEELERS! SUPERBOWL XL!

I miss you guys. I am home, but it's weird and different. And my mother is crazy. So let me know how your lives have been and make my day that much brighter.



Also, finish this sentence with the own word/phrase of your choosing:

"There's something about living/visiting Dover that just makes me want to ____________"

I'd be interested to see everyone's response. SO RESPOND! :)


Edit to add:

A hug for whoever can tell me what movie the quotes around the header of the page is . . . the "you are a, etc."

Why am I so awkward? I am torn between something I know I could have and something I know I don't want . . . and all it requires is a simple yes or no. Well . . . maybe a maybe. A simple and direct question. "Do you . . .?" and I fumble. "Yes . . . no? *nervous laughter* Maybe?" God. I am so awkward.