Derek: We could, might be fun. I could be your friend
Meredith: No, we cant be friends

After careful consideration and many sleepless nights, here’s what I've decided: there's no such thing as a grown-up. We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and form our own. But the basic insecurities, the basic fears and all those old wounds just grow up with us....We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. But, for the most part, we're still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in.

Okay, so, sometimes, even the best of us make rash decisions, bad decisions, decisions we pretty much know we're regret the moment, the minute....espeically the morning after. I mean, maybe not regret.... regret, because at least we put ourselves out there. But still, something inside of us decides to do a crazy thing, a thing we know that will probably bite us in the ass, but we do it anyway. What I am saying is, we reap what we sew. What comes around goes around. Like I was saying... payback is a bitch.

He's not the kind of guy you leave if you can help it

Ms. Synder explained to me that when fate comes into play choice sometimes goes out the window. At the ripe old age of 13 I was very clear, that love like life is about making choices and fate has nothing to do with it. Everyone thinks its so romantic... Romeo and Juliet, true love...how sad. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink the bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum ... she deserved whatever she got.

Games are all about glory, pain and the play by play. Then there are the more solitary games, the games we each play all by ourselves -- the social games, the mind games. We use them to pass the time; to make life more interesting.. to distract us from what's really going on.

I am Preston Burke, a widely renowned cardiothorasic surgeon. I am a professional. And more than that I am a good and kind person. I am a person that cleans up behind myself. I am a person that cooks well. And you, you are an unbelievable slob. A slovenly, angry intern. I am Preston Burke. And you, you are the most competitive, most guarded, most stubborn, most challenging person I have ever met. And I love you. What the hell is the matter with you that you wont just let me?

We're friends, real friends. And that means, no matter how long it takes, when you finally do decide to look back, I’ll still be here.

I've heard that its possible to grow up, I've just never met anyone who’s actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way. We whisper secrets with our best friend, in the dark. We look for comfort where we can find it. And we hope against all logic, against all experience, like children- we never give up hope

There are those of us who love to play games. Any game. And there are those of us who love to play too much

Well? I need one of you to tell me what this means eactly. Because I think I know what it means. But I tend to be glass half-empty these days. So I won’t trust what I think it means.

Meredith: I didn't know I didn't want to. You were there, and you were saying all the right things, and I was sad, and so I thought, maybe I’ve been overlooking what's been in front of me, and if I just give it a chance, because you're George, and you're so great...I didn't know I didn't want to...until I knew I didn't want to.
George: Yea ok
Meredith: Can we please just go back to everything the way it was?
George: I don’t know how to go back. No, I'm done. We're done

As doctors, as friends, as human beings, we all try to do the best we can. But the world is full of unexpected twists and turns. And just when you’ve gotten the lay of the land, the ground underneath you shifts. And knocks you off your feet. If you're lucky, you'll end up with nothing more than a flesh wound, something a bandaid will cover. But, some wounds are deeper than they first appear, and require more than just a quick fix. With some wounds, you have to rip of the bandaid, let them breathe and give them time to heal.

Life is not a spectator sport; win, lose or draw, the game is in progress whether we want it to be or not. So go ahead, argue with the refs, change the rules, cheat a little, take a break and tend to your wounds. But play hard, play fast, play loose and free; play as if theres no tomorrow. Ok so, It's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game, right?

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