::every ending has its new beginning::

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Tuesday, May 12, 2009

The One with All the Wedding Dresses

Ross: Hey, do uh, do you have a minute?
Rachel: Yeah, yeah, I was just about to take a break anyways, so…
Ross: So listen uh, I know you and I haven’t really had a chance to talk since uh, Emily and I decided to get married, and uh, I was just wondering how you were.
Rachel: Oh.
Ross: I know if you were getting married I’d feel, kinda….. y’know.
Rachel: Yeah. Yeah. Definitely, well it definitely took me by surprise, but I’m okay.
Ross: Yeah?
Rachel: Yeah.
Ross: All right, I just wanted to check.
Rachel: Oh, that’s sweet.
(He goes over to hug her.)
Ross: You’re great. And I-I know someday this will happen for you too. You just hang in there.

...............

Rachel: ...yeah, y’know how Ross and I were on again, off again, on again, off again? I guess I just figured that somewhere down the road, we would be on again.
Monica: Again. Y’know what? I think we all did.

......

Watching friends still cracks me up. I see myself in Rachel most of the time.

Any volunteers to dress up as brides with me (minus the beer)?....LOL

Phoebe: (looks at Monica) Hey, y’knw what might cheer you up?
Rachel: What?
[All three girls are now wearing wedding dresses, eating popcorn, drinking beer, and watching TV.]
Rachel: Y’know, I gotta tell ya, this really does put in a better mood.

:)

naniz @ 1:09:00 AM

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