you get a humpback whale!

if you caught my dane cook reference in the title, you already know what this entry is about. it's about oprah, the WHOA-man of daytime talk shows (although Ellen could give her a run for her money; the View bitches are too catty). woman from 18-65 tune in everyday at 4 p.m to watch her show on topics ranging from polygamists, children that act like animals and dr. oz's answers to every problem we could possibly have. my opinion of oprah was lessened around the time a million little pieces was causing a million little uproars. but today in class, my teacher quoted oprah and it's been on my mind.

apparently during one of her shows, i'm not sure what day it was, but oprah said "people have evolved outside of the institution of marriage." my teacher was particurlarly mad because shes been married since forever and said she didn't agree. I HOWEVER, a true cynic when it comes to love and marriage, agree. i remember having a conversation not too long ago with my friend sara (who is philly-bound and our conversations are on pause) about the 20's-40's and the things people valued then. marriage was one of them. you didn't date, you married the first boy who wanted to marry you. didn't like each other? tough shit. you didn't get divorced. the wonderful thing was these two people stayed together, got to know each other and learned to love one another or at least live in a harmonious environment. things like decency and respect still existed. marriage is not the institution it used to be. hollywood has shamed the idea of holy matrimony and two people falling in love and staying together. fidelity is only an 8 letter word and the divorce rate climbs higher every year. i personally have seen too many happily ever afters turn into happily ever nots. so, yes, people have evolved. they make marriage what they want it to be - a 6-month or 2 year relationship that ends with "irreconcilable differences"; the difference being you want me to be your wife/husband and i just want to fool around with every man/woman within a 10-inch radius of me. i plan on eventually becoming this hot-shot newspaper or magazine editor/writer with a shaggy-haired, money making boyfriend (he'll play the guitar too) whom i will cohabitate with but will not put my relationship at risk just so i can say "He went to Jared!" and pick out floral center pieces and laced napkins. if love is real, then no piece of paper can make it any more or less real. the more that i lose faith in the world and humanity, the more that i'm confident that two people can not get married, stay together and love each other indefinitely. too many variations of this have devleoped so kudos, oprah.

everyone says i'll be the first one down the aisle and they'll remind me of this when they're in the church, watching me ball my eyes out and somehow choking out my vows. hold on to that you little dreamers because the only way i'll be at a wedding will be if the reception afterwards is offering an open bar. and the grooms men are rob pattinson look-a-likes.

have a great weekend =)