My Eternal Return

Ever hear this one before? Girl falls in love with a guy who is a good friend. Unfortunately, her galpal has already called dibs on said guyfriend, plus another good guy friend who is an amazing, sweet human being likes her. After a series of hilarious and not so hilarious events, original girl gets her guy, one of the spurned will have done something to deserve the rejection and the other will take it gracefully.
Or how about, girl is in a great relationship with this fantastic, successful guy who totally digs her, but then a stranger walks into the picture and all of the feeligns get confused.
Or, the ever classic, a guy and a girl are circumstantially bounded to hate each other, but as time goes on, the loathing turns into passionate love. (or the opposite, going from attraction to loathing to passionate love).
These are the basic plot lines from every chick flick known to mankind and although it's like the same thing over and over again, it really appeals to me, because I see it every day. I can relate, emphathize and whatever, but every so often, even though the drama is addictive, I just want to get out of the endless cycle of soap opera crap. It doesn't feel monotonous so much as frustrating. To think, every kind of relationship mishap has been done before and we still haven't learned from our mistakes makes me feel so doomed. I'll never understand the opposite gender, regardless of how hard I study and interact with them. They will forever be a mystery to me as I am to them. If this is to be for all eternity, going through the cycle over and over, (besides the fact it's addictive and that delving into relationships is fun) what's the point? Are we just stuck in a hamster wheel until we just run out of energy to deal with the drama anymore? Except the drama would still be there because it's classic, timeless, enduring. Surpassing us and thriving in our death because then there's more relationship issues to be dealt with. Is everything settled between the living and the dead? What issues remain/arise amongst the living?
These kind of themes enrapture me and consume me-- experiences and drama in relationships. I'm circumstantially bounded to be interested. It's how my mom raised me. On Jane Austen, chick flicks, and analysis of sociology and psychology. On what they must be feeling, thinking, hoping. It's my eternal escape and annoyance.