Romance

I like reading romance novels but romatic love shows? Hmm...these I don't enjoy as much. It may not make sense for me to like the books but not like the movies and the shows. I guess I'm just afraid. Reading may allow you to fantasize and dream but because everything you think about is in your mind, you know when to bring yourself out of that dream and getting back to reality. It's like waking yourself from the dream. But when the dream is put on screen and you get to see and hear the dream, somehow it's much harder to step away from that world. I feel that once you've had a look of the dashing "prince", you start wishing that you could be her and he could be yours. The fantasy spirals and gets out of control, so much so that at the end of this rollar-coaster ride, you wake up, take a good look at your surroundings and slum back into your boring and lonely world. This is when you feel depressed and miserable and you curse your life.

However I am practical enough to know that a fairy-tale ending will never happen for most. It will never happen for me. So why should I put myself through the torture? I might as well keep both feet on the ground and lead my normal and ordinary life. Without high expectations, you save yourself immense pain and disappointment. After all, the chances of you ending up with a handsome, charming, wealthy gentlemen are pretty low.

I just found out that a friend who used to be quite close to me has been having problems with relationships. I haven't contacted this friend since before my exams started and that was when the relationship started. Now that the relationship seems to be on the rocks, I ponder if I should contact and ask how it's going. Of course I'm a little curious about what happened but I'm also concerned. I feel it would be weird for me to approach since I stopped all contact when they got together and then start contact again when they might not be together anymore. What should I do? It's demoralising to hear that a relationship can go down in such a short period. Does this mean that they were not soulmates or just that most relationships are not meant to have a happy ending? It gives me a more pessimistic view of romance and I fear getting burnt even more. Guys are jerks after all, no matter how nice they might seem on the outside. Of course, I don't mean that guys are jerks when they are your friends; they only become jerks when they become your partner.