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if i'm not cruising down the streets of crapids, i'm getting my school on @ drake university.
i watch more television than doctor recommended, become unnaturally attached to fictional couples & probably single-handedly keep the movie theatre industry in business.
currently fangirling over... MARK + LEXIE and community's utter perfection
MARK: I love you.
LEXIE: You don’t have to say it just because I said it.
MARK: I do. I love you. I love you. I’ve always been in love with you. I will always be in love with you.
LEXIE: Yeah?
MARK: Yeah.I love you. I love you. I love you. I— I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. you. I love you. I love you. I love you.
‘Zoe, I think I need to spell something out for you pretty clearly…’
Troyella - High School Musical 3
Troy Bolton/Gabriella Montez“I’ve chose basketball but I’ve also chosen theatre. The University of California, Berkeley offers me both and that’s where I’m going to be attending next fall but most of all, I choose the person who inspires my heart which is why I picked a school that’s exactly 32.7 miles from you. Miss Gabriella Montez, Stanford University, Pre-law.”
BRAD: I was planning on breaking up with you that night. It was because things were getting so serious. I was young, scared, and stupid. But you know what happened instead?
(flashback) JANE: I will have the fajita enchiladas, but instead of strips of chicken, I’d like it to be cubed, and I’d like the onions well-done but the peppers crunchy. Also I’d like the plate to be sizzling, but I’d like to request that you not tell me to ‘be careful. The plate is hot.’ I know it’s hot. It’s a sizzling plate.
Won’t you please take my hand and take my whole life too?
Cause I can’t help falling in love, in love with you.
Cause I can’t help falling in love, falling in love,
I keep falling in love with you.
Haley: Nathan, from the second I heard those words “we found a body,” my heart sank. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t think. And now that I’ve managed to at least move, all I can think about is one moment you and I shared years ago, over and over. That same insignificant moment repeats in my head. I can’t tell you why. It was your birthday. Your first year playing for Maryland. Jamie must’ve been two. You said you didn’t want to do anything, but I insisted on at least having your favorite ice cream. Do you remember this? When I brought back mint chocolate chip and you asked why I thought that was your favorite, I was so confused. Anytime we had gotten ice cream together, that’s what you always chose. But you told me rocky road was your favorite. And you looked at me so tenderly, Nathan, and you said you always chose mint chocolate chip because you knew it was my favorite flavor. And that’s when I realized for the first time that you hadn’t been making any of your decisions for yourself. You were doing everything for me all along, for your family. And it occurred to me that we still had so much to learn about each other. And since then Nathan, I’ve learned about the wonderfully selfless, humble, strong man you are. Nathan, I can’t hear that you’ll never come home again, that I’ll never learn something new about you again, never experience your selflessness, your love, your warm touch again. Nathan, please..have we really had our last conversation? Our last kiss? I don’t know what I’d do if… Please.
