So... Soon I've been with my boyfriend for like, six years, which itself is crazy... I mean, I'm sixteen, and I have been in a relationship for six years! That means that I by the age of twenty, given that things will work out, will have been with the same guy for ten years! What are the odds? And we're still more than in love, and very happy together (ask Blitz if you're in doubt... Though I believe that she is more than tired of the amount, of public display of affection xD.
I actually  feel extremely fortunate to be with someone, and have been so for a long time... So many girls at my age starts to feel insecure about their love life, and what guys think about them. Not the ones that I hang out with; oppisites attract, and I believe that most of my friends will grow up to be both strong and independant. Not meaning that they'll never fall in love; I believe that everyone will do so at some point, but more in the way that I believe they won't grow up to be desperate 30something women, without an opinion on their own... And I'm proud of them for that. I myself hope to grow up to be a good mother, a good wife, and a career woman at the same time. I dream of helping people by being a psychologist, and I believe that I have the skills on that field to become so. Most people seem to trust me, which makes me happy, as I feel quite trustable.
Okay, so even though I've been with the same guy for six years and we love each other, it does not equal that we haven't had our downs. In long periods of time, he's been extremely patient with me, which means a lot today. I've never seen a guy (other than my brother) put up with so much crap, but our relationship survived it. All it took was for us to communicate a little, and suddenly things were fine.
I, like a lot of other girls watches a lot of romantic comedies. I read books mainly with romantic themes, I prefere love poems, and I'm a er for love songs. I've grown up to love love, as my parents were probably the greatest couple ever. I loved fairytales where the prince ended with the princess and half of the kingdom, and I dreamt about having golden hair and fair skin like the fairytale princesses did. Today I've realized a thing or two. I've realized that fairytales end where they do for a reason; the prince and princess would eventually become king and queen. They'd have boring and beautiful children, they'd rule their kingdom out of duty... They'd feel empty and shallow. I've realized that divorce  is an option, and that "till death do us part" is just a formality. People  marry for practical reasons, and not just because they love each other. They marry for financial reasons, they marry for their children, and tend to take shotgun weddings because they're afraid.  The main persons in the romantic comedies rarely ever deserve to be loved by each other; most of them are shallow, and care more about their hair than their partners. Let's take "what happens in vegas" as an example. The only reason why the two main persons end up together, is because of money. It's everything they had in common! They both wanted  money, no matter the cause. I could see for myself how their marriage would end in divorce after few years. In some way the main persons of my fanfics are the same. They're always both totally ed up, but they always end up together. Like  Black coffee. Aaron's got a serious mother complex (which he will live out soon *evil grin*), and Ying Jie's got serious... Other issues xD. If you don't believe me, then let me remind you that the character dragged another girl towards suicide, whereafter she became depressed, dressed in black, and never got treated. My first fanfic would make a better romantic comedy though; both my main persons had no personality, just like the story had no plot (or grammar). Another example is My Private Tutor. Ying Jie's shallow and has a hidden, painful past. Aaron's an ophan and grew up living with his girlfriend. It's Tommy and Gina (living on a prayer - Bon Jovi reference) all over again.
But then again... There's different kinds of love. I love my family, my friends, and my boyfriend... But in different ways. Love is something different to everyone, and I think that we should learn to enjoy it while it's there, rather than complaining about how hard our lives are.
'Till next time...
Xoxoxoxo
Gril4Life <33