Part of the reason of watching Scrubs was simply so I could see this episode again. 'My Musical' is about a patient who sees everyone singing, hence creating a musical. And I may be turning gay as I say this (wait...) but I love musicals, so coupled with a TV show I like, how can I go wrong?
Speaking of Scrubs it's also started to present me with two 'TVisms'. By that I mean phrases, mannerisms or words that I pick up from watching way too much of a TV show. With the biggest examples being when I actually started saying 'Dude' because of Lost, and when Friends actually turns me into Chandler.
Anyway Scrubs has given me a Dr. Cox style 'Re-HEA-lly' which I have started saying to myself, though frankly I barely speak when I'm at home so it's most likely going to be me. The second is a good bit of inner monologuing, especially a sort of 'summing up' at the end of episodes, coupled with a relevant inspirational/depressing song. Terrible I know.
It's almost as bad as when I start narrating my life in my head if I've been reading too much. I know, terrible.
But hey I don't just talk about TV.
It's been a strange emotion whirlpool in my head at the moment. There's so many in there right now that I think it's a good job I've made myself busy otherwise I'd go crazy. (Basically I'm timetabling my day to ensure I do something productive and varied instead of just sitting on the internet. So for the past two days I've managed to find time for reading, video games, writing, cartoon drawing, going on the internet, watching Scrubs and even trying to make progress on my career thinking.)
But anyway where was I? Oh yeah emotions. Here is a list of emotions and feelings currently bestowed upon me:
- I'm always worrying because I can't see the future in terms of career
- Indecision about said career
- A whole bunch of pining for my beautiful boyfriend
- The impatience of wanting nothing more than to return to Coventry
- Of course a healthy dose of happiness from the little things in life
- My utterly uneventful home life gives me high amounts of boredom
- Stomach-fulls of hunger (What?)
- A bit of guilt about leaving the Pride Exec because of University
- Some good old family annoyance
- A scoopful of jealously for all those having fun summers, especially those who are with mutual friends
- Constant nervousness about my bi-weekly job centre benefits meetings
- Quantities of yearning for something bigger
- A shot of the disdain of money issues
- Entire herds of irritant due to my lack of being able to sleep properly
- Lickings of crankiness from said sleeping issues.
- Buffets of determination to try and better myself
- Packs of synonyms to put on this list (Wait...)
- A burden of gloominess that things may always be this disappointing
- Mental wards of craziness from being couped up and bored.
- Conflicting optimistic and pessimistic periods
- An infliction of artisticness
- Everest sized loads of confusion about just about everything
- Van fulls of restlessness of often artistic blocks
- Kingdoms of regret from wasted experiences
- Diaries of forgotten feelings that I can't remember right now
- Oh and a dollop of pain in my head
Despite what that might suggest, I'm generally in quite a 'good' mood. My mind is just very full. And I don't think most of this is going to be resolved any time soon. It's just you got all that swirling around up there and all I do is sit around all day, no matter how productive my days its just... I'm not good with this whole summer thing. It's terrible for me.