The Perfect Girl

Lately I've been watching a lot of 80's movies again and not just any 80's movies. I've been watching things like Mannequin, Date With An Angel, Can't Buy Me Love, Ghostbusters, Superman, and Back to the Future I-III. The first three movies being the most recently watched. I realize that they are really cheesy and not the best movies in the world, but I continue to watch them. Subconsciously and sometimes actively and consciously wishing to find the the perfect girl like Jonathan Switcher or Jim Sanders. I mean, these guys literally had beautiful women thrust upon them by forces outside their control and despite everything trying to keep them apart, Jonathan and Jim get the girl. Even Ronald Miller of Can't Buy Me Love got the girl despite all of his screw ups. Perhaps its just the hopeless romantic within me desperately clinging to the hope that real love works the same way. Perhaps the only reason that I am still alone is that she merely hasn't found me yet. However my continued studies, philosophical rationality and scientific observation constantly deflate my optimistic indulgence into the romantic. Statistics would say that the odds are stacked against me, some friends say "she doesn't exist," and physics says that there is one out there but not necessarily in this dimension. All these voices chip away at the base of my hope. Only by repeated ingesting of such movies am I able to maintain my blissful fancies of the hope. Without any proof and only blind faith that I will find her, It's time for another cheesy romantic movie to recharge my hope.