ok. What kind of asshole plays 'bridge to terabithia' at 4am?!?
I got up super early this morning because I couldn't sleep. So I fed the cats, changed bubba's water ( our betta ), and then decided to paint my nails while enjoying some tv. And it was pretty good. I watched a great horror movie (darkness with anna paquin), caught some BBC America (cash in the attic). I had finished painting my toes and left hand. So while my nails dried, I thought I'd catch the end of BTT. And about twenty minutes later I was busily bawling into the paper towel I had secured forcleanimg nail polish spills.
Who puts on a movie about a kid whose best friend dies in a terrible accident??? Geeez, I can't handle this kind of thing in the wee hours. Ughhh.
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I will always remember this book and how special ti is (the movie did not do it justice, par for the hollywood course). I re-read it every so often. I'll remember it because my fifth grade teacher, for whom I had a very special respect, read it aloud to the class, and cried at the end. And just a few weeks after we finished it, she died of cancer.
Posted by Nutter Butter | November 14, 2008 3:51 PM
Posted on November 14, 2008 15:51