Thursday, March 22, 2012

How Chick Flicks Ruined My Life

10. Making me think that all the serious or sad moments in my life would make music automatically start playing somewhere in the background.

9. Introducing me to Leonardo DiCaprio. Period.

8. Starting my life long love affair with pilots.

7. By making me think every bad boy was just a smoldery, misunderstood loner with a heart of gold, when in fact 99% of them are just assholes.

6. Teaching me that runniing full force at a guy and asking him to catch me and lift me into the air, is a great idea. I've hurt more than one person trying this.

5. Telling me that the way to get a hot guy to like you, is to be his nerdy tutor. Or have cancer. A lose/lose situation if you ask me.

4. More or less introducing me to bestiality
{and now by making me google bestiality to see how to actually spell it}

3. Convincing me to cut my hair like Meg Ryan's in You've Got Mail, which successfully ruined my freshman year of high school altogether.

2. Making me think that a guy would get off the plane for me, when in reality plane tickets are expensive and no one does that. Ever.

1. And last but not least: teaching me that if it was a truly romantic moment, it will happen in the rain. This has yet to happen even once in my life. The closest I ever came was being kissed outside while it was really windy. Once.


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    1. Thank you! This is not to say that I don't love a huge mess of Chinese food and a stack of chick flicks on a Friday night when BevMo has a wine sale, but they definitely gave me very misguided ideas about romance growing up!! Romance, and what my hair would look like in the morning come to think of it.