…PeRFeCToAMoR…

Chick Flicks noviembre 30, 2010

Me being really sick has forced me to stay at home and lie down for a while.

So I took this like a vacation, and started watching films again, and I must confess, it’s been a while…

Well the thing is, that since I’m a sucker for chick flicks, that’s all I watched, from “Sixteen Candles” to “The Proposal”….

Chick Flick after another, always this pink story, where the girl falls in love with this guy, the guy likes her too; but they can’t be together right away, but somehow they manage to work it through. I gotta say one thing here… I’ve had it!!!

You get to learn pretty nice lines, things that you could use in life, like this one guy in Jersey Girl (1992) tells the girl: – “I believe in telling people what you want, because otherwise you may never get it” or this line from Sixteen Candles “If you do things so people realize you don’t belong, they are gonna make sure you don’t”, I could go on and on. But seriously I’VE HAD IT! These movies put girls like me in a place where they really don’t wanna be.

I mean, seriously, thinking stuff that you shouldn’t be thinking. This perfect guy is not gonna show up on your door, all perfectly dress, telling you he loves you, that “you are his exception” (He’s not that into you).

They don’t exist. Guys just are not willing to live this romance that we are planning in our heads. The worst part is that we get caught up in this line of innuendoes, better yet, you think they are innuendoes from this guy, that just won’t mean NOTHING! That actually are nothing, just a whole bunch of things that YOU WISH were true. But none are. You get your heart broken, over and over, and WTF! again and again, and you know why your heart gets broken, it’s because you just let it brake, you let this things into your heart, hoping they become real, hoping that he will come around, he will realize you are dying for him, that he will love you back, because you just can’t help having this hope.

BS! all of it! BS!

You just have to get into your mind that THAT won’t happen. He is not gonna talk to you if he doesn’t have a bit of interest in you.

If he likes you, he will make it happen. (He’s not that into you)

And I just came to realize that he won’t talk to me, ever. I try to keep this hope alive like trying to force myself into this pain, into this suffering as if that will be good at all.

I guess I just have to land my feet on the freaking ground.

P.S. In case you didn’t get it, I’m talking about me.