I'm doing 30 things
St. Elmo’s Fire
1. You break my heart. Then again, you break everyone’s heart.
Sixteen Candles
2. Donger’s here for five hours and hes got somebody. I live here my whole life and I’m like a disease.
3. Would you stop feeling sorry for yourself? It’s bad for your complexion!
4. I can’t believe I gave my panties to a geek.
The Goonies
5. Goonies never say die!
6. Brand, God put that rock there for a purpose and um… I’m not sure you should, um, move it…
7. Everything? Ok I’ll talk. In third grade I cheated on my history exam. In forth grade I stole my Uncle Max’s toupee and glued it to my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog. When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out. But the worst thing I ever done- I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up the balcony and then, t-t-then I made a noise like this: hua-hua-huaaaaaa and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
8. Ferris Bueller, you’re my hero.
9. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wastoids, dweebies, dickheads- they all adore him. They think he’s a righteous dude.
Back to the Future
10. Roads? Where we’re going we don’t need roads.
11. If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits eighty-eight miles per hour… you’re gonna see some serious shit.
Pretty in Pink
12. Andie, hon, listen, it’s after seven. Don’t waste good lip gloss.
The Breakfast Club
13. Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we’ll all get up. It’ll be anarchy.
14. Screws fall out all the time. The world’s an imperfect place.
15. We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all.
16. Dear Mr. Vernon, We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us, in the simplest terms and convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Does that answer your question?
Sincerely Yours, The Breakfast Club
