Meeting an old friend...

...makes you feel like the time has never passed

Today I met Karen, my pal' from university. She graduated a few months before me and we kind of drifted away a while... a year or two while.

The other day I saw her on google talk and she said she wanted to see me. The thing is we always say the same thing but something always happens and we don't go out, so today I decided it was time to stop delaying our meeting and I sent her a text message to see whether she wanted to go to the movies or not.

And of course we went.

When I arrived to the mall I didn't see Karen right away so I had to call her. It was so funny when we found each other because we hugged and laughed like crazy. Everybody stared and of course we went 'WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT LOSER?!' mode. We are so much alike.

Then we went to get the tickets, the girl at the box office asked me if she could give me a chocolate instead of giving me $100 because she had run out of coins...of course I said yes. So we went to find our room and of course we ended up picking the wrong one. The guys at the cinema laughed (flirted with) at us...a lot.
While we were waiting for the movie, I took a couple pictures to immortalize the moment of the reunion, but I don't think the couple who were kissing behind us were very happy of having a flash on their faces. ::cackles::

We watched 1408, which is coincidentally the number of her house (1408 = 13, get it? ...spooky). The movie is based on a short story by Stephen King (Mr. Freak) and the main actor was John Cusack who rocked, as usual. The plot was very cliché but entertaining and we spent two hours drinking Sprite and jumping.

It was good to see Karen again, she looks great as usual and looks very happy. Must be because she's been dating for three years this guy from Rancagua. Rancagua guys seem to be very nice, I have a classmate in my japanese class who is from there as well, he is a total gentleman, very handsome and smart...hm...hmmmmm.

My boyfriend has left me alone for too long...bad boy, bad bad boy.

In other news, I'm running 13 kilometers in 40 minutes every day, and I think I can see the results already (or is my wishful thinking, who knows), but today many guys whistled at me, I was so embarrassed (delighted). I swear all the way home I sang in my head "I feel pretty...oh so pretty..." . I should stop watching movies by Adam Sandler, this guy is gonna brainwash me.

Uh I think it's coming again...

I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight.

I feel charming,
Oh, so charming
It's alarming how charming I feel!
And so pretty
That I hardly can believe I'm real.

See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!

I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm LIKED
By a pretty WHO COVERS HIS MOUTH WHEN HE YAWNS boy!