True by Spandau Ballet



Call me weird but this is one of my favorite love songs ever. It's been ever since a Valentine's day concert I went to. Anyhoot, I'm rambling.

Yesterday I woke up and turned on the television. I began channel surfing. Suddenly, I stopped and watched a film called My Life In Ruins. It was so cliche. An upright woman who needs to get laid and find love in (of course) Greece. And she doesn't know that the (secretly hot) bus driver likes her. Yeah, already you know what happens. She develops unlikely friendships and has a steamy encounter with the freshly shaved cute bus driver. Sorry if I blew this masterpiece for anyone. It was quite awful but it touched a part of me. My soft side.

With no warning, I channel surfed again to find the film I wanted to see for the longest time. Amelie. I thought to myself, "Oh, another romance. Let's see how this will happen." Well, it was a little more challenging for this one. I think it was because I understood her character. I mean, no, I'm not some introverted cute Frenchwoman. But I find love is hard to see with all the fake stuff. These times are awful. How many couples have you found that really just fell for each other? It's weird to be genuine. And there isn't enough creativity. No, I'm not crazy about the guy who sunburned "PROM?" on his chest. But there aren't enough people singing to their loves to their lover's window. There aren't enough couples rolling on the grass near the lakes. Where's the romance anymore? Even better, where's the courage? Or straight to the point, where's the sincerity?