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Making my own happy ending

I was so excited to see Sex and the City 2 last week but when I walked out of the theater after the press screening, I turned to my friend Flow and said, “bakit di ako happy?”. I was a bit discontent and to some degree disappointed about the film I waited so long to see. So much so that when I first drafted my SATC2 review, I entitled it “Looking for a happy ending”.

Don’t get me wrong, however: I LOVED THE MOVIE! I loved it so much that I would go out and see it again in a heartbeat. The only thing I didn’t like about the movie is that it seemed “cut” too much and the cuts weren’t as smooth as could be, so there were some small gaps between scenes. On the other hand, I liked how it was a tamer Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte I got to see. While I was not really technically disappointed with the movie, I was disappointed that I didn’t walk away with the giddy, kilig feeling I got when I watched the first flick. To some degree, the movie seemed to “real” for me.

* WARNING: this may come across as a spoiler to some so don’t read on if you don’t want to be preempted!!! I am trying though not to give away anything here that isn’t already in the trailer 🙂

After mulling it over in the past few days, I think what made me feel that way is because it gives a more real picture of love and the direction life goes during certain life stages. The sadness I had felt seems to have stemmed from the fact that I feel I still haven’t grown up while my own versions of Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte (aka my bestest friends from college 🙂 ) have all gone on to live their own lives and I still feel like I’m where I was. I felt stuck in a rut, just as Carrie was searching for some “sparkle” (nasa trailer yan! bawal violent reaction!!!).

This feeling of needing sparkle in my life stems from more than just the fact that I am single, but more from knowing my friends are having babies and I’m far from that world they live in now. It tapped into all my insecurities, and much like the girls’ search in the movie, I found myself searching for more. I think a recent episode of Chico and Delamar’s TMR (The Morning Rush) hit it on the head for me: the reason why I walked away feeling sad from it is because the movie tried to answer the question “why am I not happy, especially now that I supposedly have found my happy ending”. It’s true, right? The movie found the girls looking for more…asking why is this happy ending not enough…what more is out there?

Now that it’s been a few weeks since I’ve seen the movie, I realize that the search for what else is out there is always going to be a constant one, after all, that’s what life is all about. It’s not that we don’t get content with our lives, but it’s human nature for us to want to do more or be more. As Maslow’s hierarchy of needs calls it, we aim for self-actualization.

As the rush of emotions from the movie settled, I became more content with the direction of the story and realized that my discontent was a reaction that my fairy tale suddenly became a reality, albeit in a good way 🙂 It made me realize that happy endings are not “meant to be” on its own, but it has to be made.

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