An Underachiever's Diary. (Benjamin Anastas)
2.House MD
Last night I watched House on AXN attempting to be rid of Amber while I sipped hot chocolate for supper, which he did eventually, though I didn't understand how. It's a pity though: I liked Amber for all her snarkiness, and I thought it was rather out-of-this-world how one can converse with his subconscious vis-a-vis. Being the only person to see an illusion: doesn't that mean a perfect opportunity conduct a case study on yourself? After all, the best person to know what's going on is the afflicted.
On the other hand it's more satisfactory when one comes up with brillant ideas instead of your subconscious getting all the credit while smirking deviously in your face.
I remembered the part where the girl's skin slipped off, and I was equal parts of shock and excitement that I remained glued in my seat thoughout, muttering inanely not to 'turn away and puke as it's not coming from her and there's no hopes for med school if I faint at the sight of fake blood'.
It's not as real as it is it's not as real as it is oh heaven help us.
Insulin shots? I almost wanted to yell at House when he took a deep breath with finality and jabbed the needle into his arm. What are you doing? Oh how desperate and childish one can be in times of crisis. So it's true then, that a rational mind is equally prone to irrational decisions especially if these decisions are hidden out of sight. It only pries our ribs open and bears our vulnerable heart that would die slowly if we stab it with a knife, or simply do nothing to close up the orifice.
Once upon a time I wanted to be just like Greg House, but "Attention everyone: I slept with Lisa Cuddy." made me think twice. Poor Cuddy. Cuddy to me represents the whole embodiment of a strong career female. Woohoo. She can be forgiven for wanting a child...for company, a target for the mounting maternal love locked in her heart, just for a glimpse of a jealous House expression, etc. I think in her position I would experience that same yearning, but I'd rather get a cat.
The last two episodes also exposed House's delicate, human side: further reminding us all of the fallible aspect of even the most cynical and misanthropic of human natures, better examplified by House. It brings my fan side closer to who he really is: another human with needs and yearnings and the lack of appropriate ways of expressing them, which is better attributed to mere teenager anxiety. I remember not-too-fondly the days when a theory was passed around that 'if a boy teases/angers you more than necessary it's likely he likes you'. I have my doubts about the benefits of that gesture on their relationship. I do NOT suscribe to utter rubbish.
To my dismay, caring Cuddy and the kissing scene was all a hallucination on House's part (though I had to read the wiki entry to make sense of it all), and the reappearance of Amber and Kutner at the hospital for a few seconds established that point. Still, it makes me wonder what House felt at that point of revelation: that it was a failure of his part to curb his addiction, or the feeling he gets knowing he had an incorrect disgnosis, even with Wilson's help (or was that an illusion too?). However, he did not fly into a rage, or cry secretly in a toilet cubicle, and I salute House for that.
I watched somberly Wilson's silent goodbye a distance away from the doors of Mayfield Psychiatric Hospital juxtaposed ironically with Cameron's and Chase's wedding bells, I was thinking how season 6 would start from here, and thoughts were swirling around like disturbed dust all through the night and I couldn't place a definitive finger on them, or write something coherent on it.
I sincerely hope House returns to his normal self. Without Amber, and Kutner.
Last night I watched House on AXN attempting to be rid of Amber while I sipped hot chocolate for supper, which he did eventually, though I didn't understand how. It's a pity though: I liked Amber for all her snarkiness, and I thought it was rather out-of-this-world how one can converse with his subconscious vis-a-vis. Being the only person to see an illusion: doesn't that mean a perfect opportunity conduct a case study on yourself? After all, the best person to know what's going on is the afflicted.
On the other hand it's more satisfactory when one comes up with brillant ideas instead of your subconscious getting all the credit while smirking deviously in your face.
I remembered the part where the girl's skin slipped off, and I was equal parts of shock and excitement that I remained glued in my seat thoughout, muttering inanely not to 'turn away and puke as it's not coming from her and there's no hopes for med school if I faint at the sight of fake blood'.
It's not as real as it is it's not as real as it is oh heaven help us.
Insulin shots? I almost wanted to yell at House when he took a deep breath with finality and jabbed the needle into his arm. What are you doing? Oh how desperate and childish one can be in times of crisis. So it's true then, that a rational mind is equally prone to irrational decisions especially if these decisions are hidden out of sight. It only pries our ribs open and bears our vulnerable heart that would die slowly if we stab it with a knife, or simply do nothing to close up the orifice.
Once upon a time I wanted to be just like Greg House, but "Attention everyone: I slept with Lisa Cuddy." made me think twice. Poor Cuddy. Cuddy to me represents the whole embodiment of a strong career female. Woohoo. She can be forgiven for wanting a child...for company, a target for the mounting maternal love locked in her heart, just for a glimpse of a jealous House expression, etc. I think in her position I would experience that same yearning, but I'd rather get a cat.
The last two episodes also exposed House's delicate, human side: further reminding us all of the fallible aspect of even the most cynical and misanthropic of human natures, better examplified by House. It brings my fan side closer to who he really is: another human with needs and yearnings and the lack of appropriate ways of expressing them, which is better attributed to mere teenager anxiety. I remember not-too-fondly the days when a theory was passed around that 'if a boy teases/angers you more than necessary it's likely he likes you'. I have my doubts about the benefits of that gesture on their relationship. I do NOT suscribe to utter rubbish.
To my dismay, caring Cuddy and the kissing scene was all a hallucination on House's part (though I had to read the wiki entry to make sense of it all), and the reappearance of Amber and Kutner at the hospital for a few seconds established that point. Still, it makes me wonder what House felt at that point of revelation: that it was a failure of his part to curb his addiction, or the feeling he gets knowing he had an incorrect disgnosis, even with Wilson's help (or was that an illusion too?). However, he did not fly into a rage, or cry secretly in a toilet cubicle, and I salute House for that.
I watched somberly Wilson's silent goodbye a distance away from the doors of Mayfield Psychiatric Hospital juxtaposed ironically with Cameron's and Chase's wedding bells, I was thinking how season 6 would start from here, and thoughts were swirling around like disturbed dust all through the night and I couldn't place a definitive finger on them, or write something coherent on it.
I sincerely hope House returns to his normal self. Without Amber, and Kutner.