Love in the City
So, I literally just finished watching Sex and the City, the movie. I have never before watched a single episode of this series. Then again, I rarely watch television shows.
The movie was not only about 4 women, their sexual encounters and fashion in the big apple, but it was mainly about that little four letter word - love. To make a long story short… I am a sap, a romantic, a fall for anything kind of gal… therefore, I cried like a baby. Just thinking about that stuff makes me tear.
I did not think that I was ever this bad when it came to chick flicks. In fact, I know that I was never this sappy. I used to laugh at my mom and friends when they cried at movies like this one. What happened to me?!?!?!? So, I tried to figure out why I was this emotional.
I came to this conclusion: Nothing in the ‘romantic’ category happens to me. Yeah I am in a serious and quite the long-lasting relationship, but I do not remember the last time we ever did anything that was truely romantic. Ouch, that was on the border of a self-burn. I get so jealous when my friend’s other halves do something out of the ordinary. For example; Ashlee’s wonderful man drove all the way from North Carolina to Williamsport with a surprise weekend stay. She hadnt the slightest clue he was even considering the drive, especially knowing the extremely high price of gas.
On V-day every year I would make sure I was single so that some random guy of the moment wouldnt impress me with cheesy flowers or a corny necklace. And I remember telling ken that tid-bit of information when we first started talking during the beginning of our relationship - the all-night phone calls. But something seriously changed with me and my perspective about that day and that little four letter word. This past V-day, I was so very jealous of Chelsea, and how Curtis was preparing this wonderful romantic day for them. I was like WOW! And, no offense, I couldnt help but bitch about it to ken. It was out of pure jealously. I am so dumb. They really do love each other. And it’s so cool to watch their relationship grow stronger.
So, back to the movie. it was a very good movie for ‘chicks’. haha. That movie gave me a bit of that romantic stuff that I do not receive. Therefore, I should be set for a while. I forsee me getting my next dose when I go see Nights in Rodanthe. mmmm Richard Gere. hahah.
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Ironic… we broke up 2 days after you wrote this. I miss her
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I’m doing something right. You have been with me for over two years. You wuv me.
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Curtis: it wasnt meant to be, and you know that there is someone that is a heck of a lot better out there for you!!! This was said in the most sibling-loving way, I promise
Kenny: I guess you are. And you’re absolutely right, I do ‘wuv’ you. hahah. are you like 5 years old? haha.
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