The Last Song

Saw the movie and cried like a baby. Acting was of course sub-par but nevertheless I love love loved it. I liked it more than the book. There were a decent amount of discrepancies between the mediums but the main story line stayed in tact.

I don't care what anyone says I love Miley Cyrus. That girl has a voice that I enjoy and I cried right along with her when her character was upset in the movie. I can just hear C & R making fun of me for this but whatevs. :)

I caught myself being really pessimistic about finding a hunky, gorgeous, hot boyfriend that would be just a really great guy. I kept falling back to "too bad they don't exist." I really don't want to be that bitter. For the most part that's not how I am anymore, I'm keeping my eyes and heart open to possibility but I guess my gates aren't all the way open. There's no lock but there is a latch.

I'm just hoping that sooner than later I'll find something real good. Something better than what I thought was good before. Someone that gives me just as much as I give them.

Oh yeah, and even sooner than that I needs a job. Haha.

Must sleep to get ready for a productive Monday.

XOXO