So...I got back from Detroit maybe two-to-three hours ago (I think), and I don't think I could be any more tired.
I was watching Titanic in the car, and you know what I realized?
That is a freaking long movie. But it's worth it, trust me.
I remember a conversation between me and my two best friends (at the time) when I saw it for the first time...
[Note: This is during the scene where Jack and Rose are in the store room, and they're inside the random car]
Friend 1: Eeew...they're all sweaty.
Friend 2: Well, duh. Sex is probably a good work out.
Friend 1: ...
Friend 2: It's just like...cardio, right?
Me: ...
Friend 1: It's probably a good way to burn calories.
Me to Friend 2: Yeah...It's like working off the ten pounds of Kudos bars we've eaten.
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I think this movie deserved to totally kick some tail at the box office. I mean, have you seen Leonardo DeCaprio in it? Duuuuude. I bet Rachel would agree with me.
The most ironic part, though?
Rose: Floatin' around on the back of a door.
Jack: Freezin' to death because Rose is takin' up too much room, and they'd flip over if they shared the freakin' door.
Rose: I'll never let go, Jack!
Jack: Is dead.
Rose: Lets him go KERPLUNK! to the bottom of the ocean.
Now, I don't know about you...but I call that letting go.
It fills me with exasperation and weird feelings to watch this part. But I feel better in the end, because I remind myself that she's a bottle redhead. Aha.
