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Love Story

Yesterday, one of my cell group friend shared us his view.
"Why when women have a chat, they will end up talking about guys and marriages.
Mostly we (men) only topics was sports. Last night soccer's score. Who's going to final championship, that kinda thing."

His statement rang a bell inside me, like "HEY! THAT'S REALLY REALLY TRUE"
And why girls never got bored with that topic? What's with girls and love stories?

Based on my house mates and my experience, I came up with a theory that maybe, just maybe, hypothetically correct.

When we are young, let's say three or four years old, our parents used to tell us bedtime stories.
And most of them involving, well, love story.
The plot of those stories often similar : damsel in distress found a handsome macho prince on a white horse. Fell in love with each other. The prince fought dragons/beasts/ugly witches/wicked stepmothers. Of course the prince would always win. And "they live happily ever after".

When we had been to old for bed time tell tale, we started watching cartoons, and our favorite one would be, GUESS WHAT *sarcastic*. Yes, another love stories.
Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, Sleeping Beauty, The Little Mermaid, Aladdin, Mulan.
All girls wanna be those princesses. Beautifully fragile, lived in an enormous castle, have pretty dresses, nothing to worry about (a princess doesn't have to do homework and house chores, let alone study for exam. LOL) Destined to be in love with the leading man character that usually rich and handsome and apparently has a title also (a prince, can you imagine married to a royal family). Oh, don't forget the happy ending part.

Now, we're not that naive anymore, right?
We know certain facts that make love story less sweet for us.
Your prince charming might prefer to save another princess, not you.
Your dragons/beasts/witches/wicked step mother-slayer turned out to be the dragons/beasts/witches/wicked step mother itself (a jerk, for short).
And when you think you got them already, the "happily ever after" part doesn't just happen. You got to work it out together. Otherwise, well, bye bye love story (ever heard DIVORCE)
We realize that love sometimes can be poisonous (see Shakespeare who wrote Romeo and Juliet. I think he could explain clearly about it)

Yes. You can tell yourself that you're a grown up.
But see what kinda entertainment you like the most.
Movies with a good looking lead actor?
I bet you were hoping that someday that will be the kind of guy that will save you from your boring life.
Soppy soap opera?
I bet it was the drama about man and women that you die to see because it's saver to see it happened to someone else rather than yourself.
Cheesy love song filled up your iTunes?
Well, what can I say. Women are helplessly romantic (at least most of us are).

The ultimate question is
"how come you learn the fact that fairy tale doesn't really exist, yet you're absentmindedly still looking for it?"

Well, that happen to me, too.
I think I'll blame it to the little girl in me.
She's a part of me that stays the same despite every bad things that should have change me into a 'grown-up'.
A part of me that keep hoping for a fairy tale though this is a hopeless world we're leaving in.
Keeps me wishing that someday, maybe someday, a white horse will galloping towards me with the charming prince on its back. Going to save me from, whatever. He'll sweep me of my feet. Make me fall head over heels in love (been there, done that. But this time without the heartache please. LOL). Then, yes, unavoidably, live happily ever after :)



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