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Saturday, May 12, 2007

Disney movies are so sad...

BEAST: You came back.

BELLE: Of course I came back. I couldn't let them - Oh, this is all my fault. If only I'd gotten here sooner.

BEAST: Maybe... it's better... this way.

BELLE: Don't talk like that. You'll be all right. We're together now. Everything's going to be fine. You'll see.

BEAST: At least... I got to see you... one last time.

(BEAST caresses her cheek with his paw running his fingers through her hair. She holds it with both hands feeling his touch. His paw falls and his head drops back, and his eyes roll back into his head and close. BELLE puts her hands to her mouth in shock.)

BELLE: (Crying) No, no! Please! Please! Please don't leave me! (She places her head on his chest and whispers)

...I love you.

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Steff said...: ...I love you.; May 13, 2007 7:36 PM

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The Abyss, Aladdin, The Big Lebowski, Boondock Saints, Bringing Down the House, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, Caddyshack, Chocolat, Clerks II, Courage Under Fire, Crash, Crimson Tide, The Day the Earth Stood Still, The Dead Poets Society, Dogma, Dumb and Dumber, Eurotrip, Forrest Gump, Girl Interrupted, Gladiator, Goldmember, Good Will Hunting, The Great Escape, Gremlins, Hotel Rwanda, In & Out, Kill Bill Vol. 1 & 2, Lady and the Tramp, The Little Mermaid, Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Love Actually, The Magnificent Seven, Malena, Men In Black, Monsoon Wedding, The Muppets' Wizard of Oz, The Lion King, Patton, Phantom of the Opera, Reservoir Dogs, Rush Hour 2, The Saint, Shaun of the Dead, Silence of the Lambs, Sin City, Spaceballs, The Sting, The Terminator 1 & 2, The Transporter 1 & 2, Unforgiven, Vanilla Sky, Wayne's World, What Dreams May Come, Wild Things, X2 and Zulu

Sunsreen

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99, If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now:

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, nevermind, you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.

You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry; maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll have children; maybe you won’t. Maybe you’ll divorce at 40; maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.

Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions; even if you don’t follow them.

Do no read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old. And when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…

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Saturday, May 12, 2007

Disney movies are so sad...

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