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Superficial things I want to talk about (most of them TV related) but can't cause there's no one here/awake.
True Blood:
True Blood = SEX! UNF. I'm such a slut for True Blood you guys, it's almost sickening. My life needs more Eric/Alexander Skarsgard. Boy is fine and I want to have his sexy sexy Swedish babies. I will take these vampires who will throw me into sex addiction over the ones that sparkle ANY DAY. I can't wait for season three. Fuck I can't wait for season two to finally be out on DVD so I can drag Jackie down the vampire-rabbit-hole with me. I need to read all of the earlier books again. I've read all ten and books 4-9 I read so fast I don't remember what happens specifically in each book. That and I need the first book anyway to complete my collection. They're already condensing and mix-matching the books with the seasons which I'm fine with, because if they did 10+ seasons strictly based on the books it would be so slow and get really boring. I'm expecting 6, maybe 7 seasons, but hell it could go on longer than that.
Lost:
I never really watched the show. I don't know why, probably because when it came out I was 15 and chatting on myspace was more important than watching TV with my parents, but now that I saw the finale I guess I could start watching it if I ever really wanted to. It is on netflix instant play so I figure what the hell? I mean, I liked the finale, I think it would have meant more had I watched the show but whatever. My thoughts are that everything happened: the plane crash, the survival, the deceptions, the parallel flash-backs and flash-forwards, but the flash-sideways-verse (lolwut?) is their "heaven" so to speak and they had all died (either on the show or in their own time after they made it off the island) and met up there and it was their life that was supposed to be the life they had only not and one guy was special enough to figure it out that started a chain reaction to everyone else figuring it out and waiting on Hero!Jack to figure it out... something.... I don't know how the writers did it, my braid hurt just trying to type that out and it doesn't make any sense.
Dexter:
I need it! Now! I have to know what happens! It's ok, it premeirs 9/26, the day before my twenty-first, I can make it! Ugh these HBO/SHO shows have figured out a way to transmit crack via television waves STRAIGHT THROUGH MY EYES TO MY BRAIN.
Schoolish stuff:
I decided that I want my yearbooks with me. I needed them to be here to keep me out of high school but now that I went through that I want them with me and I'm taking my middle school ones back with me. I was looking through them and I was MEAN. I feel bad. I guess I could offer up the excuse that I was 14 and thought I was the shit and trashing my yearbooks made me so cool but I feel really bad and really stupid about it now. It's gonna suck when my kids want to see my old yearbooks and they see how I wrote "PREP" over all the pictures of people I couldn't stand at the time. Or how I called people idiots and whores. I'm gonna need white out sometime soon. Although seeing the purple hearts I drew around my crushes made me laugh.
Also, I looked damn good in 8th grade. I know I bitched and moaned back then but now I'm bitching and moaning that I want to look like I did when I was 14. I guess I developed fast, and the fact that I was curvier than the girls my age made me think I was fat, but I really wasn't. Fuck why couldn't I see that then? 6 years and 60 pounds too late I guess.
In more recent news, I got another D in a class. And whats worse is that it's not what I was expecting. I was expecting a D in my Western Civ class to be honest, but that's the class I did the best in besides my UTeach seminar, go figure. No, I got the D in my Ancient Greece class, I guess I did worse on the final and/or discussion than I thought because I was expecting no less than a C. Brought my GPA down to a 2.55 (EEK!) I was seriously freaking out that it was a 2.18 (botched math, this is why I'm a liberal arts major). A few good semesters could bring my GPA up .5 right? I just need a 3.0, I can do that. Fuck yes I can do that!
True Blood:
True Blood = SEX! UNF. I'm such a slut for True Blood you guys, it's almost sickening. My life needs more Eric/Alexander Skarsgard. Boy is fine and I want to have his sexy sexy Swedish babies. I will take these vampires who will throw me into sex addiction over the ones that sparkle ANY DAY. I can't wait for season three. Fuck I can't wait for season two to finally be out on DVD so I can drag Jackie down the vampire-rabbit-hole with me. I need to read all of the earlier books again. I've read all ten and books 4-9 I read so fast I don't remember what happens specifically in each book. That and I need the first book anyway to complete my collection. They're already condensing and mix-matching the books with the seasons which I'm fine with, because if they did 10+ seasons strictly based on the books it would be so slow and get really boring. I'm expecting 6, maybe 7 seasons, but hell it could go on longer than that.
Lost:
I never really watched the show. I don't know why, probably because when it came out I was 15 and chatting on myspace was more important than watching TV with my parents, but now that I saw the finale I guess I could start watching it if I ever really wanted to. It is on netflix instant play so I figure what the hell? I mean, I liked the finale, I think it would have meant more had I watched the show but whatever. My thoughts are that everything happened: the plane crash, the survival, the deceptions, the parallel flash-backs and flash-forwards, but the flash-sideways-verse (lolwut?) is their "heaven" so to speak and they had all died (either on the show or in their own time after they made it off the island) and met up there and it was their life that was supposed to be the life they had only not and one guy was special enough to figure it out that started a chain reaction to everyone else figuring it out and waiting on Hero!Jack to figure it out... something.... I don't know how the writers did it, my braid hurt just trying to type that out and it doesn't make any sense.
Dexter:
I need it! Now! I have to know what happens! It's ok, it premeirs 9/26, the day before my twenty-first, I can make it! Ugh these HBO/SHO shows have figured out a way to transmit crack via television waves STRAIGHT THROUGH MY EYES TO MY BRAIN.
Schoolish stuff:
I decided that I want my yearbooks with me. I needed them to be here to keep me out of high school but now that I went through that I want them with me and I'm taking my middle school ones back with me. I was looking through them and I was MEAN. I feel bad. I guess I could offer up the excuse that I was 14 and thought I was the shit and trashing my yearbooks made me so cool but I feel really bad and really stupid about it now. It's gonna suck when my kids want to see my old yearbooks and they see how I wrote "PREP" over all the pictures of people I couldn't stand at the time. Or how I called people idiots and whores. I'm gonna need white out sometime soon. Although seeing the purple hearts I drew around my crushes made me laugh.
Also, I looked damn good in 8th grade. I know I bitched and moaned back then but now I'm bitching and moaning that I want to look like I did when I was 14. I guess I developed fast, and the fact that I was curvier than the girls my age made me think I was fat, but I really wasn't. Fuck why couldn't I see that then? 6 years and 60 pounds too late I guess.
In more recent news, I got another D in a class. And whats worse is that it's not what I was expecting. I was expecting a D in my Western Civ class to be honest, but that's the class I did the best in besides my UTeach seminar, go figure. No, I got the D in my Ancient Greece class, I guess I did worse on the final and/or discussion than I thought because I was expecting no less than a C. Brought my GPA down to a 2.55 (EEK!) I was seriously freaking out that it was a 2.18 (botched math, this is why I'm a liberal arts major). A few good semesters could bring my GPA up .5 right? I just need a 3.0, I can do that. Fuck yes I can do that!