It has finally dawned on me why I always watch Bridget Jones' Diary every time it is on television, and will continue to do so.
For as long as I continue to be single, socially awkward, slightly insecure, in a stalled career path and just a little bit fat... this movie gives me hope that perhaps these qualities are truly endearing after all.
And heck, it is not entirely impossible that I might indeed wind up kissing Colin Firth on a snow covered street one day. After all, it nearly happened with Pierce Brosnan... minus the snow and the kissing. Minor details.
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