Friday, December 23, 2011

Movie Review: "Easy A"

I watched the movie "Easy A" tonight. I couldn't help thinking about the protagonist's parents and hoping that my boyfriend and I will be awesome parents to an amazing daughter like that. I guess I didn't really think about the protagonist as Hollywood portrayed her, but if she were someone in real life, she wouldn't be in that situation (for one), but if she were to be challenged with adversity, she would react with as much brilliance. I really hope that my daughter will be as amazing and have a good of a head on her shoulders.

I really want to be a mom. Maybe that's why I'm researching my mom. I've always wanted to be like my mom except not make some of the mistakes she made. Well, a few of them that couldn't have been helped anyway. I think if my mom had been born an American, she would have been perfect. But right now, I have to say that the few things I am trying to do differently are: have a college degree so that I can support my family if I need to, find an amazing father for my kids, and find an amazing husband for myself. So that's why I got an Electrical Engineering degree and a five-figured salary and that's why I started dating Prince Charming. I've been pretty picky about the guys I get serious with because I don't want to be with a guy who isn't good with kids or isn't good to me. I let one guy through who shouldn't have been there because, well, let me compare it to me being a dog-person but fostering three kittens. I felt like I could help him. Whoops. Anyway, that's all past now.

I've had a series of dreams these past few days. Saturday, I dreamt that I was outcast from our classmates and my boyfriend ignored me along with them. Sunday morning, I dreamt that he broke up with me, which made me sad but I went back to sleep and dreamt that I was out somewhere (I think Vegas) on a singles retreat. Each of these three dreams felt more vivid and real than any other dream I've had. So that doesn't help much with the trust issues I've been having.

But it's late and I've got a bed to attend to.

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