jueves, 21 de abril de 2011

Maybe I just another closet romantic...

So I find myself reading something call " chick lit" can younbelive that?! Maybe is the fact that I am almost turning 30 and the fact that I am still single and with no real man trying to sweep me up my feet... But with a huge crush on an ex lover sort of friend that doesn't even lithe here.
   the point is that me a girl that's always saying she is way pass the chick drama, that will pick a gore argento movie over a chick flick a girl like me to be reading chick lit is kind of scary... Would it be truth that after certain age you really start looking for some sign of hope that this uncertantly you are experience is not live by you and that even the most bright intellectual female minds have find themselves in my same shoes and predicaments ( this assumption being a little cocky since I am don't concider myself on that category but I like to think about me like somewhat of a seeker).
  It can get frustrated when all you can think is why am I not marry or why can I have a normal healthy relationship? Maybe by writing about it I can find what I need to learn the answers to does questions....