If you knew me well, you would know that I am not the typical romantic. I hate romantic comedies and I often roll my eyes at them. My biggest pet peeve (within love scenes) is when the guy and girl are staring into each others eyes and about to slowly kiss when the bomb is about 2 seconds away from exploding, and the world is awaiting their ability to disable it… I’m the one screaming “OMG, CAN YOU PLEASE DO THAT LATER?!?!?” (Hello, can we be efficient please???) I typically do not swoon about romantic engagement proposals, I hate PDA, had the most difficult time saying “I love you” to anyone, and I used to be a pretty hard core man-hater. GEEZ, how did I ever get married?!

But in a world where everyone gets to change their mind, I’m pretty jaded when it comes to “true love.” The option of always being able to back out is encouraged. They call it “being careful.” No one likes to commit to anything these days — not their jobs, their homes, their hair color and not even their significant others. That’s the reason why I love the OGs. Commitment is so rare these days. Divorces, twice and thrice over… Having a f**** buddy being cool. Treating your gay best friend like your boyfriend/girlfriend… One night stands… Friends with benefits… What ever happened to good ol’ fashioned “regular” love? Love until we die? People love the phrase “growing old together,” but how many people actually experience that?

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