You know how in those cheesy romantic movies they say “my life chaged when I met you”? And then we all roll our eyes and think about how many more cliches we have to endure just to get through the damn movie that our friends wanted us to watch. Then I’d probably blog about it; rant about how these film sequences never actually happen in real life. I’d say how stupid producers are for showing that it’s possible for longtime bestfriends to fall in love despite their own commitments and entirely different worlds. For goodness’ sake, someone doesn’t just hold your hand inside a shopping mall, or kiss you spontaneously in a movie theater, or tell you that you look pretty with your hair all over your face, or run aimlessly with you under the rain, or have conversations with you about nothing in particular for what seems like 80 hours at a time, or… or… well, people just don’t do that!
But I am in a cheesy movie. I hate it that cliches are such because they are. And I am writing it here because it’s too embarrassing to say it, and here is probably where he can’t read it. I am that unromantic protagonist in the film, who is confused by all this. Well, my old plans went poof because of you. I guess that’s change.
Still, I think people just don’t go kiss you spontaneously in moviehouses right? Ugh.