I May Be A Cynic But I Still Cry At Weddings

Over the weekend my friend Barbie and I went out to see the movie 27 Dresses. Just another silly chick flick I know, but perfect for a Saturday night girl-date.

I want the record to show that I went nearly the entire movie without crying. NEARLY. Barbie started crying at the very end and goddamnit if she cries then that unleashes my own set of water works. Jeez, sometimes I can be such a fucking girl.

Weddings and marriage don’t really do it for me, which makes it all that much more difficult to admit I’m actually a big fat softie when it comes to love.

I don’t want anyone right now and I’m okay with that, but someday when I’m ready I want someone special. How can I be such a cynic about love/dating and yet be so hopeful that I’ll fall in love one day?