Monday, February 28, 2005

I watched Someone Like You yesterday nite. Actually didnt manage to watch the whole thing as Dad thought it was a silly show and kept switching to some even sillier taiwanese variety show, which was, alright...silly but entertaining. But I manged to catch the gist of it. A pretty, sassy, SEXY, confident career woman is dumped by a guy and managed to find true love with another guy who becomes a reformed womanizer and love cynic(who by the way is sooo droolicious). And so its happily ever after. Or is it?

We never know. Never know when the happy guy might decide that you are not good enough for him and start searching for greener pastures. Or think with his some parts of his anatomy other than his head(trying not to be crude). There is, after all,this saying that 9 out of 10 men are bastards, and the 10th is a gay. I wonder how true is this.

Oh I know, all the guys would protest when they read this. I am surprised by my own entry too. After all, I am a romantic. I truly am. I firmly believe that there is true love. I believe in many things about love. But on the other hand, I am a cynic as well. Which is not surprisingly, given the things I have seen and witnessed, how not to be? Some of you might know what I am referring to, some might not. On the other hand, there are men like my dad, who is still a bachelor, despite more than 15 years of divorce from my mom. I suspect that like me, he is a cynic as well, having his heart broken and I suspect not mended is making him steer clear of women despite my continued urgings. He is nursing grudges too, lots of it. And I am the ham(or whatever) sandwiched in between them. Love hurts. Definitely. A close friend of mine is nursing a broken heart though both of them obviously like each other, but due to circumstances, cannot pursue a relationship. My heart breaks for her, truly. Yet I am helpless. A shoulder to cry on is all that I can offer. What about me? Where do I stand?

2 sad entries in a day is too much. I promise tmr would be a happier one, for I am sure Jekyll would be back then. Okok.. Disclaimer: I am NOT sad, just feeling pensive....

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