Day 2 - Your favorite movie

Hands down, Forrest Gump. No other movie could ever make me cry three kinds of tears in an hour.

You died on a Saturday morning. And I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father's bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin' was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't. Little Forrest, he's doing just fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth every day. Teaching him how to play ping-pong. He's really good. We fish a lot. And every night, we read a book. He's so smart, Jenny. You'd be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can't read it. I'm not supposed to, so I'll just leave it here for you. Jenny, I don't know if Momma was right or if, if it's Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.

- Forrest Gump.

That's what all these cripples down at the VA talk about: Jesus this and Jesus that, have I found Jesus yet? They even had a priest come and talk to me. He said God is listening and if I found Jesus, I'd get to walk beside him in the kingdom of Heaven. Did you hear what I said? WALK beside him in the kingdom of Heaven! Well kiss my crippled ass. God is listening? What a crock of shit.

- Lieutenant Daniel Taylor.

 PS: I didn't go to school today. Wasn't feeling too good in the morning + I woke up late. Surprisingly, my mom agreed to let me stay home after asking her nicely.

Just got back from Empire after eating a sucky dinner (do not ever go to Lameeya - or however you spell it. The food tastes as bad as its service.) worshipping the grocery store, getting goosebumps in the frozen food section & eating chocolate danishes at The Loaf.