Standards

I remember when I was about 7 years old, the Backstreet Boys were really popular. I wasn't exactly a big fan of BSB back then because if you claimed you liked them, your 7 year old friends would go "ooooh", and they'd tease you. I just stuck to saying "I like their music, but I don't like them", that was safer. Besides, it was cooler to like Spice Girls back then.

There was this one day when I was at summer camp, and their song "As Long as You Love Me" was playing while everyone was in the swimming pool. Me and one of my summer camp friends were laughing about the lyrics. Even though we were only 7, we knew that the lyrics were flawed.

The line "I don't care who you are, where you're from, what you did, as long as you love me" is supposed to come off as romantic, but it actually sounds desperate.

We were laughing at how the Backstreet Boys seemingly had no standards, as they could have been dating criminal outlaws, druggies, old grannies, stalkers, gay men, or even rapists (Yes female rapists exist! Watch out, boys!).

I know now that that line is a marketing technique designed to make every teenage girl fan think that they had a shot at dating a Backstreet Boy (Nick anyone? ;P), but back then even as a little girl, I knew that I wouldn't settle for just anyone.

Having been brought up by Disney movies and Sailor Moon (Tuxedo Mask... swoon*), all of us girls had images of perfect love and living happily ever after. Of course, reality kicks in sooner or later, but I prefer to remain optimistic.

I believe that there is a guy out there that can make me completely happy. And I am waiting for him.

Go date all the criminals you want, BSB; I'm waiting for something better.