Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Have you ever thought of someone and wondered, or wished even, if he would be thinking of you at that exact same time? And then proceed to call you just when you're holding your phone and hesitating to call him? Or thought about what he's doing, or if he's also missing you? Or have you ever, in the confines of an empty room, craved for something you wished you never had? Or even replay scenes and memories of broken relationships, and wonder your night away what the hell you did wrong? Then cursed yourself for what you think you did wrong? That my dear, is the ugly side of love.
Many times, in movies and novels, you read about great love, love overcoming all, two people against all odds, finally getting together and living happily ever after, blahblahblah. But what these shows often fail to depict is the bad side.What about the victims of love? Those who pines, but never get pined over. Those who love, but never get loved in return. Those who's loved ones, don't know of their love. Or those who's loved ones, don't love them in the same manner. Those are the victims of love. And very often, are the same ones who get overlooked and ignored, and forgotten. Why? Because everybody has such a perfect picture of love, pure and untainted, unadulterated love.
No matter how strong a woman is, how stubborn and feministic she may be, she'll always have this untarnished impression of love. Be it knight in shining armour, or rich and famous rock star, or doctors in white gowns, or lawyers in black suits. But they will all be romantic, caring, humourous and blahblahblah. They'll be there
miraculously whenever they're down (even if you don't call them), they'll know when to call, they'll be a hit with their parents, and be the envy of all their friends. Why is that?
Blame Korean/Taiwanese/Japanese/whatever-nese dramas. Blame Hollywood. Blame romance novels. Why, you ask me? Remember the time when you watched Meteorite Garden (yeayea, the one with F4). Wasn't there a time for all girls who has watched this, when you wished a met a Daoming Si? When he'd save you from thugs, have an endless supply of cash, and is cool and hot and the works? And he'd kiss you in the rain and have this cute dimple in his cheek whenever he grins? I bet you have! Or read books and likened yourself to the characters in the story just so you'd have the pleasure of pretending to have the perfect boyfriend in your daydream. Typical. It's because of these stupid dramas. You start hallucinating, becomg delusional and dreaming for the impossible. You become vulnerable and harbour stupid illusions of Prince Charming.
But love isn't like that for all of us. For most of us. It's tough, but true. Many of us mere motals get rejected, end up unloved, ignored and depressed. It's a sad truth. I'm not being cynical or annoying. It is.
oh what the hell. stupid dramas making me emo. there is no point in this post. just disjointed paragraphs that randomly come to mind.
yeni posted at 8:23 PM â¢
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