'You've got me laughing while I sing, you've got me smiling in my sleep.'

Have you guys ever seen (500) days of Summer?
And have you ever felt like Tom?
In love?
Like proper love.
You know the kind. That gut-renching, stomach-turning, head-over-heels, can't-stop-thinking-about-you, butterflies infested stomach, laughing while you sing and smiling in your sleep kind of love. Or so I've heard.

Does that kind of love even exist. Is love even a 'kind' or a 'type' that can be labelled and categorised like a stack of CD's? Does it hit you like a ton of bricks or creep up on you like the flu? Is it a good or a bad thing? A medicine or a disease.

What is it?

Most importantly, have the movies got it right? Have you ever watched Moulin Rouge or Romeo and Juliet or Titanic and thought, known, that it was the perfect representation of being in love. I mean, minus the dying and sinking ship of course.
Its so elusive yet everybody knows about it. Everybody has heard about it. Its what you strive for in relationships is it not?

I think its sad though.

Love is built up in films like 500 days of Summer, Valentines day and The Notebook to be this feeling that is just so unbelievable your life is incomplete until you feel it. They never mention the watered down version we see so much nowadays. Not that 'kind'. The 'kind' you have for the guy/girl you just met, the 'kind' that's easily replaceable after every break up, the 'kind' that's on again/off again, the 'kind' that just doesn't mean anything anymore because its been wasted on too many ears in the past.

That's not it, is it?

Or

Have we, as a society, become so accustomed to the word 'love' and the feelings that come with it that anything will do. That it doesn't even matter anymore because its just a word you use. A word that has been overused, tossed, turned and churned around in our conversations for centuries.

Have the movies and love songs given us such high expectations of 'love' that no one could possibly even compare to that so its just like 'whatever' now?

Or

Is it somewhere in between the two? In the middle, comfortable. Like a perfect score of 5 out of 10. Is it knowing that the person you're with has got your back. That they will be there whether you win or loose, whether your happy or sad, right, wrong, up, down and while your inside out too. They will be there.

And that you have no choice but to fall in love with them.
And even if you haven't got that, you know that you will one day.

'Robin is better than the girl of my dreams, she's real, ya know' 

(500 days of Summer)

'Will you marry me...?'

Okay, so I know I'm supposed to be revising right now but shhh, a couple of minutes wont hurt right? Right? Ahh.
Sometimes I think I should write a book on my life. Or at least some of the weird things that seem to happen to me and my friends. Seriously, some of the stuff is priceless. Like this one time, I was sat in the library and decided to take a break. Biiig mistake. I found myself a couple of couches that were free and so I just sat down listening to some music when this man comes up, who I've seen around before, and sits opposite me and strikes up a conversation with me. Fair enough right? Or maybe I'm just too kind and didn't tell him to go away. Either way we started talking about uni and exams and stuff then... silence... And he says 'so how old are you?, do you have a boyfriend?' Alarm bells were going off in my head like ohh dear. Because even though he said he was 23, he looked about 30.
'I'm 19'
'So you don't have a boyfriend?'
'errm...' (I am crap at lying!)
'I was just wondering if... are you looking for anyone or interested in getting married because I think it's time for me to get married now and you seem like the type of girl that I would like to marry... so young and fresh...'
OH DEAR, Did he he actually just said that?? Yes, he did. Ohh and there is more:
'And I know girls are picky when it comes to guys but sometimes in life we don't always get what we want so maybe you should just settle for me...'
I really didn't know what to say. I mean what could I say to that? So I just laughed it off and said I was only 19 and that marriage wasn't high on the agenda right now. He looked at me like this did not matter one little bit.
All I wanted to do was take a break!
Oh yeah, and I told my mum what happened, her response - 'Why would he want to marry you??' LOVE IT, haha.