I kept walking back and forth over this invisible line from the girls, who at that time were all obsessed with colored powder and sticky stuff you put on your lips for fun, which I never understood; and the boys, who would do very repulsive things like punch each other until one of them bled, and tackle each other over an oddly shaped ball (which I later found out was a football).
I work as a designer. It’s ironic, as the fashion industry is known for being problematic in terms of body image. I’ve always loved fashion though, dressing up, going shopping. But it was never so much about how I felt in the clothes. It was more like… how I felt when people noticed me in them.
“C: Well. You said that you had to feed a patient; doctors wouldn’t do that, they would be doing surgeries, and stuff like that. Also, when you dropped your bag (and your phone clattered out), a box of surgical masks fell out of your bag. I’m also assuming you’re going to night school?
M: Wha? How…
C: Dark circles. Concealer can’t cover everything, honey.”
“FROG KING: S.E.W.F. has just sent another lightning-tornado towards our small village, and if we take another hit…
FROG PRINCE: What will happen?
FROG KING: We will be forced to relocate.”
“RYAN: So hey. You know what I’d do? I’d just say, as calm and gentle as possible, ‘I’m not sure this is working out, and I think we should break up.'”
“I’m just jealous of his father, he would come home from his weekend visits and talk about how fun they were. I can’t lose him.”
“I may not know you, but I can tell what kind of person you are when you don’t have a strong mindset regarding your future.”
“MCARTHUR: Hey, Johnny, are you excited for school? / JOHNNY: It’s gonna be hard, but yeah. It’s a really important year: last year of high school. I feel a good vibe for this year.”
“Ew, no! Like, I love Brit, but this is an issue that needs to be addressed. If he has a beer belly at sixteen, then it’s a no-go.”
“Court is now in session. We are hearing the case of “State v Jack G. Killer.” Mr. Killer is on trial for charges of murder, theft, breaking and entering, Reckless Endangerment and Extremely Unusual Botany Experimentation without Permit, destruction of property, and possession of illicit beans. “
“Arnold: What are you doing here, Eric?
Eric: What are you doing here, Arnold?
Arthur: I know what you two are doing here. You came here ‘cuz you hate me.
Arnold: No, I wanted to speak to you, but they didn’t let me!”
“Arnold: Me, not landing the job? Are you serious? The only thing I have to worry about is coming up with a good stage-name. “Arnold Ricassuss” is not a greatly and widely-loved name. Probably. Just guessing. I know! James Hardy! That’s so cool.”
“Maya, we’ve been walking for hours, and we don’t know where we’re going, and I think we’ve gone in a circle, or maybe not, ‘cause this whole mountain looks the same, and we have no idea what we’re going to do, and I’m really frustrated and I want Mom and Dad!”
“Really? The seven month block? I would have thought that would have passed by now. Let me explain something to you. This writer’s block is nothing more than your mind not wanting to accept something that has happened in your life. “
“And then I used my ability, which by the way I get from eating. I shot the monster with my smelly gas to make the monster faint! On the other hand Helium sat around doing nothing, so ha! It’s Helium’s fault!”
“Bob (Lila): (yawns) I am well rested, but I need breakfast. Where is my toast? Ah, there it is! (he walks to table, seats himself, picks up toast)
(Mr. Toast enters)Mr. Toast(Barah): No, wait! Don’t eat me! I am a valuable object”
“I haven’t slept in days. Last night, I was lying in bed, and I shut my eyes, and I cried. I cried because I miss you. I cried because I need you and because I’m hurting.”
“And if you come in there with fantastic hair, she’ll take one look at you– her fifth grade boyfriend– and dump Charlie right then and there, on his birthday and everything. Because she can’t hide her love for you any longer.”
“Sometimes, we’d just stall for a while. We never wanted to stop talking, but, we’d sometimes run out of things to say. We’d fill our conversations with padding, useless shit. Always keeping our eyes on the clocks, and then the minute it changed from 11:59 to 12 it was over.”