Monday, October 25, 2004

"I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you..."

Keith Urban, Somebody Like You


Despite what some might say, this is a nice song. It's from the How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days OST, in case you're curious. A great romantic comedy, playing on the age-old theme of guy and girl at-odds, and eventually falling in love. Only this time, the girl AND the guy are both out to get the other party for their own reasons, which sets up all kinds of funny situations, a missing-of-the-final-second-game-winning-shot notwithstanding. (Go watch the movie, and look out for the NBA scene early on. Ok, enough spoilers.)

How we all wish we were as lucky as the characters in the movies and serials, characters who practically have love banging on the front door but because of the plot, must strive to ignore it, and when confronted with the blatant evidence, react shyly and haltingly. Of course, this is done so that people are fixated on it and viewership increases. Score one for mass media manipulation.

I remember thinking, if I was this dope in the serial with the stunningly cute girl next to me who treats me well, I would NOT go by life thinking we're just friends. Maybe it's just me, but that's the metaphorical equivalent of someone yelling in my ear, and me not hearing it. That's stupid. That's daft. That's also a damn waste of romantic oppurtunity, as it happens.

Obviously, the silver screen is never true to life itself. Even so, one can't help but long to swap places with said actor/actress sometimes... if they ever made a show about how mundane life is, I'd wanna see how negative its rating can drop. No, Spin doesn't qualify, because it wasn't meant to be mundane (the hell it is, though - watching an episode is a serious exercise in killing brain cells.)

Often, instead of being bombarded by such obvious signs, most of us over-look ourselves - we agonize over the slightest hint or clue dropped by someone we may be interested in. Is he smiling at me because he's friendly, or 'cause he likes me? Is she sitting beside me because she likes me, or just because she is just sitting there? Things like that, the little things that supposedly matter... when all's been said & done, when everything's added up, most of these signs just don't cut it, they don't mean jack.

What's a person to do? Act dumb, or be oversensitive? I can't say. All I know is that if you want something bad enough, really bad enough, one can always find evidence to suggest it's real - and here again we come to the eternal question, just what IS real?

Ignorance is bliss? Hardly.


Nothing really matters... we're just human after all