Day 12: Roommate Rachel!

Okay, so last night Rachel and I went to see a movie, and FORGIVE ME FOR LOVING it, but it was Enchanted. Yeah...yeah, I know. It's a DISNEY movie. For, like, 6 year old girls. And the characters SING. But seriously? It kept my attention. Because maybe, deep down, I'M a six year old girl. That would certainly explain a lot. And I wasn't scared more than twice, and there were parts that made my insides warm and fuzzy, and it ended happily for everyone. And confession time? That's all it takes for me to love a movie. I'm not much of an angst-filled, thought-provoking, independent-artist, documentary-style movie watcher. I feel like I live my life on enough of an emotional rollercoaster with turning to one for entertainment value. All it takes for me is a little Audrey, a little Julie, a little song and dance, and I'm whipped into love, humming happily all night long. And Enchanted was a TOTAL fairy tale, in the most endearing, cheesy way possible. Also? I'm going to marry Patrick Dempsey. I may as well just say that now.