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I am not kidding. This has got to be the BEST movie i have ever seen. This is not like some cheesy romantic comedy. It analyzes how women can be confused in certain situations. Understanding the signals men give on dates. There is nothing I didn't like about it. Except maybe for how the lady bartender/hostess didn't get a guy. But she did get some sort of joy out of how Justin Long's character, Alex was becoming the "rule woman". Eventually he fell for the girl who he was giving advice to about women. Watching the film, you couldn't deny the chemistry that existed between them.

BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT EVER!
even if i don't go to disneyland tomorrow.

The American Dream: a happy family- stay at home mother, working father, and two wonderful children at school- all living in a large two story building with a fashionable Ford Expedition SUV parked in the two car garage. Everyone is happy...until the economy hit the slumps. Father, a very successful broker lost his job at the stock market company. They had to lay off the best workers because they couldn't handle their high recompensation. He came home early to his wife cleaning the kitchen. "Hi hun! You're mighty early." With a bouqet of roses in one hand and chocolates in the other, her husband manage a smile despite his disheveled facade."I'm sorry, but today our company had to lay off a couple of people. Unfortunately I was one of those few people. I'm so sorry." "Oh honey! That's terrible, how are we going to keep up with our mortgage payments?" "I guess I better start on looking for a new job soon." They left it at that. Three months later, Father finally found a job at the local travel agency as an accountant. He was earning the starting salary, but it was the best he could do at the time. He was lucky to even find somewhere they were hiring. Mother decided she had to take a job in case anything worse could happen. Luckily, they were hiring at the nearby supermarket- specifically, an accountant to handle all the money. Looks like that calculus class finally came in handy. Everyday for nine hours including Saturday, Mother had to take the grueling shifts at the market. Grandmother was welcomed back home to look after the kids afterschool. The local travel agency wasn't very demanding in workers, so he would stay home once in a while. He took care of the kids when he was home. When he returned to work, his fellow male coworkers would taunt him because he was a stay at home dad. He didn't care about what they said. He loved his job.

With America's economy suffering a major recession, people all over the country are losing jobs and homes. Families get hit harder. They have more people to take care of when they lose their jobs. This forces both parents to work as the situation above illustrated. However, all situations do not have such a fortunate ending. It only told one story of many, but families pay a more crucial price when both parents are working. Kids miss out on family time, recognizing Grandma as Babysitting Nana. Some parents need the money to cover bills that they work through sicknesses until they are severely ill.

It isn't surprising to find that parents have decided on hiring nannies and maids to look after their children or clean the house while both parents are working. This is because of the increase of responsibility when it comes to keeping families. There are kids that need to be looked after. Their homes must be closer to schools so they may receive proper education.

"Hey beautiful. It's nice seeing you again."

"I know, I couldn't wait to get out of class. I've been having such a terrible day." 

"Oh don't worry, I know what to do to make you feel all better." Lexi says combing her fingers through Marni's hair and kissing her hard on the mouth.

"Wait," she says pushing her slightly. "I don't understand why we have to hide."

"We can't let other people know. Besides the fact that we're in a Catholic school."

"Are you sure about that Marni? Nobody cares about the rules at this school. The nuns in their habits have probably seen worse. Why else would they be nuns? I don't believe in that religious mumbo jumbo. The only reason I am here is because my parents sent me away from public school."

"Really, is that the only reason?"

"Yes. No, wait. You know what I mean." 

"Of course, I do. I was just messing with you. Now come on, l have to get home by five o'clock."


The Next Day at School

"Like, I know! Can you totally believe the nerve of her. She just walked straight up to me and said that I had missed the trashcan."

"Ack! The nerve of her!"

"So yeah, I was like, no the trash can is supposed to be over here closer to the door. It's not my fault that it's in a different spot than usual. I did try throwing my gum away."

"Yeah! It's totally not your fault."

And you know what she did? She picked up my gum and threw it away for me.

Ewww! She just picked it right up off the floor?

Yeah, but its not like I'm diseased.

Marni passes by the Popular table. Sarah spots Marni. "Hey, look what the cat dragged in. Did your grandmother dress you in those clothes? Honey, take this advice, you need to start combing your hair and get a new stylist."

Pursing her lips together, with a smirk on her face, Marni replies, "Honey, look in a mirror, we're wearing the same clothes. This is a uniform school."

"Yeah, well..." Sarah stammers, "whatever, I still look better in it than you do!"

Marni begins to walk away, she didn't need to take it from this complete airhead of a snob. As she does, she sneaks a glance at Lexi who looks right back at her with a pleading look in her eyes. Why we always have to go through this everyday? Can't she ever get along with my friends? Although... I must admit that was pretty funny. She accidently giggled to herself. "Lexi, what the hell are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I'm sorry."

"Damn right you are, now go make yourself useful and fetch me a Fettucine salad from the cafeteria. I'm off my diet right now. Besides, I have PE after this, and I can totally just purge.

"Oh, and also your metabolism is highest during lunch, whatever that means." Cathy says.

"Cathy, where the fuck did you get that from?"

"Um I read it from my mom's textbook about Heeat."

"Heeat? Sweetie, I think you mean, Health."

"Oh yeah, so that's how you say it."

.........................................

Marni makes her way over to her usual dining area. The place where all the outsiders sit, in the nice area by all the trees. Ever wonder why people dread sitting there? One, there's always birds pooping in that area, and two, its over by the trash cans. 
"Oh well I'm sure Sarah can't miss these humongous trash cans sitting here." Marni mutters to herself.
She unwrapped her lunch. Hmmm... what is it this time? One of my mother's newest creations? Crap with a side of burned crap. Well at least she put in something she couldn't have messed up. Fresh fruit. Oh no wait, it's all cut up in tiny chunks. God, she just can't do anything right. She picked up her food and threw what was left of her lunch. Remembering to take out the fruit to at least feed the birds that began to slowly hover around her, like hawks. Great, now I'm gonna be known as the school Ornithologist.
Mother, I hate that you sent me to this school.

I had messed up big time. First it was because my grades were dropping. Then, there was a rumor starting that I gave all the guys in my PE period a blow job. Pu-leeze, I would never ever touch them. But that was a better excuse than them finding that I was actually fooling around with this girl a year older than me. And because of that stupid excuse, I got sent to this school. Cathedral High, all girls Catholic school. What a huge mistake that must have been, I'm surrounded by girls. But what they don't know won't hurt them. Heck, I hadn't even told my therapist that they got me ever since they started believing I was depressed. "Out of touch with the rest of the world", was how they put it. But then again, I never tell that therapist anything.

But that wasn't the only problem on her mind. She just couldn't get why Lexi put up with those chicks. They never treated her with the respect she deserved. Who cared if they were "popular". They were complete bitches. You can't change their hideous personality at all. And I can't believe how the rest of the school can deal with their complete fakeness. Teetering on duplicity. How can they live with themselves when their whole life is an act. Walking around like they own the whole world.
Oh Lexi, what has gotten into you?

I remember the first time I met you. I was new to the school, the whole system actually. Everyone else looked at me like I was a fool. But no, you didn't, you had your arms out open wide (well not literally) ready to accept me for who I was. Our relationship progressed rapidly. Soon, we went to each other's houses everyday to "hang out". Hehe, we did much more than just hang out and study. My favorite subject was anatomy. My mother had seen a dramatic increase in my "involvement with life". She was in love with you as much as I. Especially because I had finally met such a beautiful, strong, young woman as you.

Unfortunately, our relationship came to a brutal halt when you thought you were missing something in your life. Well, at least your parents did. They made you believe that you had to get into one of the best colleges around. Live the family dream. They said you lacked in extra curricular activities. You argued a bit with them, but figured it was no use. So you convinced them that you would join the school cheerleading squad. Thus beginning your traitory into the popular world.

Week after week passed, and I became jealous of those fifteen girls who would be training with you. As much as I loved to watch you flounce around in that miniskirt. I still got jealous that you had to spend so much time with them, meaning less time with me. I was shocked when you told me that I can't be seen hanging out with you. Had the popularity finally gone to your head? Did you not want to hang out with me because I was considered an outsider?
I didn't argue because I loved you so.

One week later

Hey! How come you never answered my calls?

Oh I'm sorry, I had to go get some extra cheer practice in because we have a competition coming up.

Really? Didn't you say that you had a rally the other time.

Um yeah! But we also have a competition coming up.

Oh, well. Good luck.

Marni, is there something wrong?

No. I'm fine. I was actually about to ask you the exact same thing.

What makes you say that?

Well the fact that you always seem to be more fidgety everytime I am around you. It's becoming harder and harder for us to talk.

Ummm.. Marni, actually there is something I have to tell you. I've been seeing someone.
Marni's heart slowly began to shatter. Lexi was ripping up her organs with every word she said after that.

"It's- It's not who you think it is. I'm sorry. I really am."

Well, who is it then?

It's someone from the cheerleading squad.
Marni felt her throat swell up. She swallowed.

It's Reggie.

A guy? Wait, I thought he's gay.

Well, he is, but it turns out he's Bi.

Yeah. and I can say the same thing for you.

I'm really sorry. But I just couldn't help seeing you get hurt anymore.

Really. You think this helps? You just lay a bombshell on me saying that you've been seeing someone else? You think I'm not hurt?
You know what? You've been hurting me ever since you had to start going to cheer practice. We never got to talk, and whenever we had the chance, we had to do it in private where no one would be able to see.
Don't you get it, I don't care what other people think. I just want to be with you.

I'm sorry. But my parents just can't find out.

Well I guess it's goodbye then.

"Goodbye", Marni said with tears in her eyes, "Goodbye forever..."


The Next Day

Lexi just got home from practice. She flicked on the TV to see what was on. American Idol, boring. Extra, even worse. TMZ, ohmygod. She finally got comfortable on the couch when she ran across the news.

Hi, my name is Tricia Pokezuki, and I am here live reporting about this ongoing investigation at the abandoned barn in OrangeValley. There seems to be a suicide. The victim a seventeen year old Marni Gold. She hung herself to death just moments after writing this letter.

     Lexi, you really pushed me to my last extent. So when I said goodbye I really meant it. I thought you were the one for me, but she shoved everything I felt important to me, to us. Right back in my face. I thought you were different. But I guess you aren't. You're just like them. They really are worth it aren't they? Well, you won't have to deal with me anymore. Goodbye.
 

Alrighty.. this even comes once every four years in the summer. Thankfully, they started right after my summer school ended so I could stay up late. Too bad for those in track school. That's only if they do watch it. Anyways, instead of recording every single event. I am just watching the ones I want. Which is basically all of them. I lived to watch the Gymnastics. And I just learned to appreciate the diving and synchronized diving. No, it's not because I was craving to see guys jumping around in tiny speedos (EWW!) but its actually crazy amazing how well they can dive. Even I learned how to judge it. As for swimming laps, wow. Go Micheal Phelps! I was sooo i-can't-believe-it when he won his (was it 7th or 8th gold) because it truly honestly looked like the other guy won. Do I personally think he is the Greatest Olympian around? Not really in the way that people label him for the reason that he had earned 8 gold medals in one olympic. It's not how many gold medals you received, its just your personality and talents that crown you the Greatest Olympian. But then again, he did earn all of that. so YAY! That must mean something right? Okay and about that Chinese gymnast? They looked younger than they said. That one chick looked at most fourteen, maybe even twelve, thirteen. The nerves just really got to them when they were shaky on the balance beam. My jaw dropped when some people fell off the high-low bars. Eek! I winced in pain! Dropping the baton in the relay racing. Ouch!

Can't wait for the closing ceremony... Another four more years. Hmm.. I can't believe I will have witnessed 4 Olympics in my lifetime. Or maybe two that I remember.

Okay, I'm taking a little break from my major study session (which hadn't been working for me the past two exams, I got a C+ and an D+.) What does that average to? GAH! I am so kinda freaking out about it dropping my GPA. Ehh... I suck.
Here's why I'm writing. I recently got this CD which my friend gave me. Guess what it was? The one artist I never really cared enough to listen to but always made fun of. LMAO! Well, look who's laughing now. Destiny Hope Cyrus now Miley Cyrus is that twoface artist. Congrats Eddie! You wanted me to listen to it, and now I have. Here's the truth, it woulda been a lot more helpful if you had names to the tracks. But firstmost, I will admit, some songs are good. And I am actually surprised that my head wasn't hurting when I was listening to the mixtape. LOL! Although they didn't have titles to the tracks, I was able to recognize the titles based off the songs. Nice song to pick as the first track, As I Am. It was true, they do have a nice message to the songs. That's something different. However, the beat is sometimes good, and sometimes horrible. There was one song (Nobody's Perfect) in particular where I just hated the chorus. The beginning actually reminded me of some other song, the plucking sound. It was good, then bad, then good again. Let's Dance, lol, hilarious.

So here's the thing, nice messages, keep working on the beats. You're almost there.

Damn, too bad you didn't put 7 Things on here. Its one of those, its good, and bad, and good again. What is she saying in the beginning, though?