Yup. Whoever made this chart, which I came across while wasting time on StumbleUpon (Some might say I “stumbled upon it”) definitely had it right. Personally, I embody “that girl”. The girl that goes from failed relationship to failed relationship, never blaming anyone else for the relationship falls apart (cue the girlfriends consistently repeating “he’s a jerk and he’d be lucky to have you”). And with each struggle, and a steady diet of Taylor Swift songs and endless feta bread of chips and queso function to ease the pain (but make you fat, ultimately making the pain worse), you eventually get over it, and you finally are at a point when you can move forward in your life. But I think there is one roadblock that we, as a female population struggle to get past, and its the undying fantasy that is typified by the Romantic comedy. Secretly we’re all waiting for that ultra sexy nice-guy-hidden-under-a-jerky-exterior (see 27 Dresses/10 Things I Hate About You/The Ugly Truth) to come along and sweep us off of our feet. Or the guy with the sultry accent that you come across in front of the Eiffel Tower or amidst tossing a coin into the Trevi Fountain. And these are fantasies that have been engrained in us ever since we were little girls (I mean, did anybody watch those damn Mary-Kate and Ashley Movies?). But that’s the thing isn’t it, those fantasies are just that—fantasies, and they leave us with seriously unrealistic expectations for the real world. Its okay to expect the standard chivalry, but all of these secret desires will leave any potential real suitors behind in the dust as you continue to settle for nothing less than your wildest fantasy. I’m not saying lower your expectations, or your standards… because we all deserve the best. But how about, from now on, we all, myself included, just try to keep it real.