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If This Was a Movie

The story starts when a girl is born. As she grows her many diseases are discovered. Yes, she is very sick, but survives. As she starts at school she’s only got one friend in her class. She doesn’t have many friends outside of class either. She spends her days watching Sponge Bob on Nickelodeon. Soon enough she has to fight for her friends, too bad she doesn’t know how. She cries, she screams, but nothing helps. Soon enough she discovers her muscles, and soon enough she learned to only use her muscles in sports. She learned to use her big mouth in the right ways.

Soon enough she feels alone. She feels the need of a loving boy. She closes up; she doesn’t want anyone to know. She becomes insecure. She’s too fat, too lazy, not concentrated, and not good at school. Nothing is good enough.

In comes prince charming. He’s got HUGE muscles. His blue eyes are breathtaking. And his sweet, white smile is heart melting. He can make her day just by giving her a look. He is a soccer player – a good soccer player. He’s not all that good at school, but she can always teach him. Sometimes she feels like she is too smart for him, and other times he is too smart for her. He just has to be perfect.

The blue-eyed boy takes on his black cloak and disappears in the night. When the sun rises the morning after a white horse is seen in the horizon. The prince on top of the white horse has got dark hair. His deep brown eyes make her fall. She falls deep for him, just when she thinks she will never fall in love again. He’s rich and caring. He will never let her down. He will never make her sit alone at Valentines. He likes to bring her presents. And doesn’t miss an opportunity to be with her, even if it’s just for a second. They get married, have a big dream wedding, and have two kids and a big house.

Yes, this is what a fairytale movie would be like. You’re brokenhearted only once, or hopefully never. The shining knight comes riding in on a white horse – or in this case prince. But it’s only a movie – at least for me. For those who are lucky enough to have this movie life, where everything works out in the end are darn lucky. I wish I were that lucky.

“Come back come back to me, like you would you would if this was a movie, stand in the rain outside till I came out.” Taylor swift – If This Was a Movie (Speak Now – 2010)

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The Cinderella-dream

I guess I’ve always believed in the fairytale endings. The Romeo and Juliet, two people destined to meet and fall in love. Cinderella and the prince, live happily ever after. But as I grow up and see all the pain and heartbreak around me it’s harder and harder to believe in this theory.

When I was six years old I sincerely believed that my first boyfriend would be my last. We would meet young, get married by the time we were 20, and have two kids – two identical-boy-twins. As I grew older this vision of mine change drastically. I saw all the pain a boy could make. One little, stupid, ego boy could ruin a whole life.

I don’t know when I realized all this, but somewhere down the road I started thinking of boys as devils. Yes, they’re like devils in disguise. In daytime they lurk you in, and when the moon rises up they tear out you heart and make you feel those feelings you don’t want to feel (yes, this is similar the way Carrie Underwood described it in her song “Cowboy Casanova”). I don’t think they do it on purpose, but I still place every boy in this category. Even though I believe that out there there’s a boy who will never leave me, never stop loving me, never hurt me and never hide anything for me. Still, I haven’t categorized any boy under this category yet.

Why don’t girls trust boys? Well, some does, but deep inside: we really don’t trust them. We’re born not to trust. We’re born with a jealous heart. Again, not every girl is like this. I mean we trust, we just don’t fully trust. We’ve got out guards up to not get hurt, but often they are the ones who’ll burn us. You know: you come to a conclusion, say he’s cheating, but really he was planning a surprise for you. This leads to a fight, which eventually leads to two broken hearts, all because a woman can never fully trust. Or maybe it’s the man who is sneaky and is never really trustworthy? I’m really no the one to jump to a conclusion on this subject; I’m just airing my thoughts.

Now, when it comes to boys understanding of women: we are not all that complicated! We just want to feel loved and safe. We want to feel special. That isn’t all that hard is it, to give a compliment once in a while, or to ask, “How was your day?” and truly care about the answer? It doesn’t take all that much energy, really! Open you mouth and talk, that’s all. Think all of the marriages that would be saved if people just talked, and really said what was on their mind. Well, some were domed form the start, but it would have helped a bit at least.

Back to the Cinderella-dream: every little girl dreams of real love and a happily ever after, but what about boys? In the teenage years it seems like most of them only want to get a girl in to bed, and never really get their feelings involved. Do they dream about happily ever after? Or does one need two X chromosomes’ to have this dream?

After airing my thoughts I’ve reached this conclusion: when I find that boy who have “the Cinderella-dream”, and who will never cheat on me I’m never letting go!

“Am I a stupid girl, for even dreaming that I could?” Katy Perry – Not Like The Movies (Teenage Dream – 2010)

I’m just a dreamer

How can one feel lonely while surrounded by friends? How can one disconnect from the conversation completely? Imagination. Dreams. Some say we loose it as we grow older. I disagree.

As we grow older we pretend we don’t have the imagination and the creativity it takes to find out what a straight line on a paper is. In reality we just don’t want to say it. We don’t want to be embarrassed. We don’t want to be different from the others. What if the girl to your right sees the sun, and the boy to your left sees Bob Marley? So what? We were made different; we were made to see that one line in millions of different ways.

Personally, I hope I never loose my imagination, my creativity and my ability to dream. Without those abilities I think I would turn mentally ill. Or maybe my head could finally rest? You know, I wouldn’t start to wonder and imagine what a certain boy is doing, or why my best friend didn’t call me back. But then again what would I think about, Einstein’s special relativity? Well I guess some people already think about that, even me at some occasions, but I don’t think I could survive only thinking about Einstein’s theories. On the other hand I would be super smart! We all would! I’m dreaming now, aren’t I?

“All I do is dream of you, the whole night through. With the dawn I still go on, dreaming of you.” Michael Bublé – All I Do Is Dream Of You (Crazy Love – 2009)

There’s this boy, enough said.

There’s this boy, and lets just say I’m not good with boys. So now what? I feel stupid for trying to get closer to this guy I like. And I’m almost broken-hearted since I don’t! You know: he’s made me cry just by not being on the computer to talk to me. But, but, but! He’s got me feeling my heart for the first time in two years (and I’ve had a boyfriend since then)!

He has this way of making me feel. For better or for worse, he makes me feel something! And I don’t know if it’s a guilty pleasure thing, but it’s like a drug. I just can’t get enough. I guess that’s just love?

But it’s so lonely being alone in love. Well, that sort of makes sense: alone in love, you’re alone for crying out loud! And all I can think about now is that I want him right here, right now! Wouldn’t that be great? He could be here and heal my wounds. (Note to self: GIRL! STOP DREAMING!)

“Baby bring me down. I want to be right where you are.” Miranda Lambert – Bring Me Down (Kerosene – 2005)