Enter me into the beginning of every modern romantic comedy: Sitting at home, eating chinese, reading blogs and listening to Heather Nova sing about love. Oh, and also wishing I was somewhere with a non-existant boyfriend
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In the movie, the music and heroine teeter-totter between "Oh, alas! I want to fall in love!" and "I love being single! Who needs a boyfriend?" Both bipolar sentiments are currently taking place in my stereo and my head.
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It could be worse.
You could be listening to Destiny's Child.
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