my day in a nutshell
Cristina: You have a feeling?
Meredith: Yes.
Cristina: Ok, what kind of feeling?
Meredith: Like I might die.
Cristina: Uh, today? Tomorrow? In 50 years? We're all gonna die eventually, but now we're late, let's go.
Meredith: Cristina, come on.
Cristina: This is me being supportive.
Meredith: Really?
Cristina: Yeah. Ok. Fine. I'm totally supportive. Go.
Meredith: Okay, the man I love, has a wife. And then he chooses her over me. And that wife, takes my dog. Okay, she didn't take the dog, I gave it to her, but I didn't mean to give it to her. I meant to give it to him. But that does not change the fact that she's got my McDreamy. And my McDog. She's got my McLife. And what have I got? You know, I can't remember the last time we kissed. Cause you never think the last time is the last time, you think there'll be more. You think you have forever but you don't. Plus my coniditoner decided to stop working, and I think I have britial bones. I just--I just need something to happen. I need a sign things are gonna change. I need a reason to go on, I need some hope. And in the absence of hope I need to stay in bed and feel like I might die today.
Cristina(Pauses for a second, then pulls the sheets off of her): Whatever. Everybody has problems, now get your ass out of bed and get to work. Now! Move! Move! Move!