If my life were a Romantic Comedy

Recently I have been contemplating life and the one thing that keeps crossing my mind is “why can’t my life be like a movie?” I understand that movies are works of fiction but life would be so much more interesting if it was. I would take almost any genre at this point but today my genre of choice is the romantic comedy.

Who doesn’t enjoy a great romantic comedy? If you are saying to yourself right now that you don’t, I don’t believe you. In fact, I would say you are full of shit. I’m not saying that you have to like every rom com but there has to be at least a few that you can’t help but like.

So why do I want my life to a romantic comedy? Well here are my top five reasons:

1.       A happy ending. Most of them always have a happy ending. I like to see the girl and guy get together at the end and live happily ever after. It just a good feeling to see things work out for the couple. If I am going to spend two hours watching a romantic comedy, I want the damn happy ending. Nothing pisses me off more than to see it end without the couple getting together. Prime example: Vince Vaughn and Jennifer Aniston in the Break Up. They don’t end up together and it absolutely drives me crazy. They should be together and everything should be perfect at the end. I know this sounds delusional but I want what I want and what I want is a HAPPY ENDING!

2.       The leading man. There is always an extremely good looking leading man that you can’t help but to like. Even if he is not the extremely good looking, he always funny or extremely appealing and well put together. John Cusack is the best example. In Say Anything, he is not the best looking but I can’t help but want him in my life. I want a leading man. I want a guy to go to great lengths just to be with me while making everyone laugh. Is that too much to ask?

3.       The crazy friends. Nine times out of ten, the friends of the couple are absolutely hilarious and it is all about solidarity. I have a great best friend and I wouldn’t trade her for the world but I would like to have a group of friends to add some comedic support in my life.

4.       Clothes. I know this doesn’t really go with my other reasons but I absolutely would love my closest to be filled with all the clothes I see in the movies. I want to pull off all of the different trends. I want to be Anne Hathaway in every movie I have ever seen her in. I want the clothes so bad!

5.       Everyone and everything is good looking. Let’s face it, even the average looking person in the movie still looks like perfection. They have a team of makeup artists and stylists to make sure everything is in its place. I need that. I want to have a flawless face, a great place to live, and all the style I could handle. I don’t ever want to worry about what I eat or don’t eat. I want to be exceptionally toned and thin. Basically, I don’t want to look like me.

I think my life as a romantic comedy would be a huge improvement from what it is now. I may have a job I love but even if I didn’t, I would have enough hilarity in my life to make it all okay and the man of my dreams doesn’t hurt either. I would take even the cheesiest romantic comedy. So to end my rambling, I am going list my top ten favorite romantic comedies (in no particular order) and you are not allowed to openly mock me. Please just do so silently.

Until next time…

1.       How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days

2.       Breakfast at Tiffany’s

3.       The Wedding Planner

4.       Say Anything

5.       The House Bunny

6.       The Wedding Singer (gotta love the 80’s)

7.       He’s Just Not that into you (no mocking)

8.       Sweet Home Alabama

9.       The Wedding Date

10.   Sixteen Candles

And many more…

Update. Warning, it does get depressing.

I know it has been awhile and really cannot say I have been busy because if I am honest, I haven’t been. I guess I have been uninspired. The past year has been a roller coaster to say the least. So much has happened but yet I feel like I am in the exact same place I was a year ago. I have made changes. I stopped taking my antidepressants. I am happy with that decision. I feel like me. The pod person I became was not me. It took all of the emotion and caring out of me. It helped but I didn’t want to be dependant. I feel like now I have better control and I can cry! I know that is a weird thing to say but you don’t realize how much you miss it until you can no longer do it.

So crying has been accomplished but everything else is at a standstill. I haven’t accomplished much at all. Maybe that is why I stopped posting. There has been nothing to post about. Life just is at the moment. I really want to make changes but at the same time, that first step seems impossible. I know changes are needed because it is a sad day when you would trade places with a friend who is dealing with a psycho ex jus to have something new happen. I start to question my own sanity when I am jealous when her ex calls her 40 times in one day. I should clarify that I really don’t want a psycho ex but it would be nice to feel wanted. You can’t see it but I am shaking my head because I know how crazy it all sounds.

So here I am no boyfriend and willing to settle with a crazy person just to feel wanted. I am still overweight and not any better looking. I know I have the power to change this but I would be doing it by myself and I just can’t seem to push myself. I need a push but I don’t have anyone to push me. You would think being fat and ugly would be enough but surprisingly, it doesn’t really do it. So instead, I have this irrational fear of being single forever, being too fat to fit through the door, dying alone, and not have anyone to be there for me when I need them.

 It doesn’t help when everyone asks if there is a guy in my life. Where am I supposed to meet this said guy? At work, not happening. It has been 5 years and no one is interested. At home? Not happening either. I rarely see any single straight men. My sister doesn’t do anything but stay home but it is not like she knows anyone anyway. The friends I do have here are no help either. It doesn’t really concern them and my happiness is really not their concern. They have their own issues. So it is just up to me and leaving things up to me is never a good choice. So what am I suppose to do?

I guess I can spend some more time thinking about it but the answer never comes. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. I mean I should be happy with what I have. I have a few great friends, a great family and a good job that pays well. I shouldn’t be so selfish to want more but I cannot help myself.  I keep hoping there has to be something more out there for me. I mean there has to be, right?