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My name is Mariam and through this blog I'm discovering things about the world, and about myself. Through all my blogs you'll see craziness, political insight, celebrity mania, musical interest, total drama queen-ness,all about boys, and ever changing views on everything. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. You're about read the pages of my epic diary. Welcome to my world, and feel free to come back ;)

Saturday, September 15, 2012

"It's a love story; Baby just say: Yes."

Close your eyes. Imagine the significant other you want to be with the rest of your life. What do they look like? They're cute aren't they? I'm almost one hundred percent positive we're not thinking of the same person. It's not even the same person for me anymore. Sometimes my "dream guy" is tough with a killer smile like Trey Songz; sometimes he's a soft, guitar playing cutie like Hunter Hayes; and other times he's the African Singer Ali Kiba. It really just depends on the day. Different people have different ideas on what's attractive. It's only natural right? One of my best friends is only into asians, and my cousin only likes black guys. I personally don't think there's anything racist about that. Does it limit your options? Yes. But can you help who you're attracted to? No. I don't think you can anyways. This dilemma has been playing through my mind for awhile, and I figured I would blog about it. Blogging helps me sort out my thoughts and emotions.

So lets say you met a guy that you have really amazing conversations with. He makes you laugh, successful, religious (whatever the whole package is for you) , but you don't feel that spark. By spark I mean the little thing where your heart skips a beat when you see them coming your way. Or how you get butterflies before a date. The part that makes new love exciting. You're just not...attracted to them. I'm a big believer in the idea that looks aren't everything, but I don't mean excluding someone because of how they look. I just mean not feeling attracted to them. Not because they're ugly or have bad features, because they just don't do it for you. Am I a terrible person for thinking this way? Can you really help who you're attracted to? Is it female intuition telling you that this isn't the one who completes your love story? Are love stories even real anymore when you're an African American women with the 45% chance of marriage statistic hanging over your head?

These are the thoughts that run through my mind, and these are the answers i've currently concluded on. I am not a terrible person, because I think there's a biological aspect in attraction. If you're dwelling on the fact you're not attracted to the person anyways, then there's probably some other things that are making you try to second guess yourself in any way possible. Can you help who you're attracted to? No. I truly believe it's a physical thing. Maybe the media and modern world give us unrealistic expectations as far as this whole subject goes, but at the end of the day everyone is attracted to someone different for a reason. Its unexplainable. Are love stories real? I want to quote one of my favorite celebrity tweet sessions of all time : Taylor swift & Selena Gomez "Real Love Still Happens Sometimes. It's not just something we make up when we're nine. I have to believe that. You do too". Weather they're real or not we have to believe, because when we lose fate what do we have left?

Song of the day: Love Story - Taylor Swift (this is old so i'll give you a new one as well). Wanted by Hunter Hayes

Twitter words of wisdom: "Real Love Still Happens Sometimes. It's not just something we make up when we're nine. I have to believe that. You do too" - Taylor Alison Swift

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