In honor of Halloween, I want to talk about the scariest of scary things I know, Romantic Comedies and the most terrifying of these horror flicks is Love Actually. Are you familiar? The scene is set in the dead of winter around Christmas - gross. Tis the season of giving... seasonal depression. My bank account cries in anticipation for this gift crazed holiday. Holidays seem to be the source of plot in most Romantic Comedies and that’s probably why I hate them. They are unrealistic. I can believe the talking cartoon dinosaurs of The Land Before Time exist more than “twue wove.” That’s because of the friend zone. I hate that you’ve invested so much time, but if you are in fact in the friend zone, you will never move out. There is not magical fairy or genie that will make you pretty or rich to make your best friend forget that if she kisses it’ll be like laying a wet one on her brother. Even though I hate Romantic Comedies, I have to admit that I am drawn to this guilty pleasure. This is because I know underneath all that lovey-dovey hype, if Ryan Gosling knew me I’d never be alone.
Love is like jaw breakers, it sucks when you have one and even more when you lose one.