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the prissy little missy
c'est moi

Justine Marie Santangelo
September 5th, 1990
Spanish/Filipina/Portugese
Artist/musician/student
UNLV (Entertainment Engineering)
reecesaint@yahoo.com

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Picture - Justine Marie Serrano
Blind - Justine
After Midnight - Justine
Save Your Heart For Me.mp3 - Justine

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Sunday, April 09, 2006
6:39 PM
Just Friends(?)

I watched the movie "Just Friends" a few days ago & that movie has struck me big time. I know, it's a romantic comedy, the only genre I love to watch, a chic flick as well & it's not some dramatic romance movie like "The Notebook" or "A Walk To Remember" but this movie has seriously got me stunned. I couldn't help but shed ef-fing tears during the movie especially at the end.

After that, I couldn't help but think about how the story of that movie applies to me. I couldn't help but reflect on what has been going on with me & my bestfriend (Oh lord, like he'll be able to read this. He wouldn't even visit this even if it's the last page existing in the World Wide Web!) Things like how he actually remembers what I wore to his Soph Night; how instead of asking his crush (who likes him back at that time) to his Soph Night, he asks ME to go with him. How he would actually text 3 in the morning & tell me to wake up or I'll be late for my flight to Boracay, & have fun there; how in the hell in some reason I cannot figure out the slightest bit he would go all the way to where I live (it's about an hour's drive from his place to mine), well.. with his brothers of course, to well meet up with me & hang-out. I couldn't help but get bothered by what he said to me once.. "When I broke up with [insert name of girlfriend], I was thinking of you."; and looking back, I couldn't even remember how we became "bestfriends".

Just one day we were hanging out, the next thing I knew he was introducing me to his friends as his "bestfriend". For a while I was still unsure of what he said; I was confused but eventually things have gotten well, quite clear in an unusual way. We're bestfriends & I love him so much! ^_^