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today was the last day of actual school before break. it was jam packed full of annoying details, mostly from a couple of my colleagues. however, my class was very good and i got compliments from the principal on how calm my class was during our christmas party.
as soon as i got home i had a guilt-free evening of non stop LOST. spoiler alert for those of you who haven't seen LOST, but plan on doing so someday. if you are not currently planning on someday watching LOST you should probably start. i finished the third season tonight, and incidently spent most of my evening literally sobbing. i have trouble watching shows while they are on the air, so after the dvds come out is when i finally catch up. over the past few weeks i watched season 1 and 2 for a second time and season 3 for the first. i am now convinced that LOST is my favorite show of all time. i feel so emotionally invested in these stranded people. and due to the unfortunate fact that i did not watch season 3 with the rest of america i have known the whole time that charlie (one of my favorites) was going to die in the last episode. therefore, during the last few episodes (especially the one where he writes the five best moments of his life on a piece of paper and asks desmond to give it to claire) it was time to break out the tissue. i thoroughly enjoyed the tear fest i put myself through this evening. it feels good to cry. it feels good to be emotionally invested. and it feels good to anticipate the craziness that season 4 promises.
as soon as i got home i had a guilt-free evening of non stop LOST. spoiler alert for those of you who haven't seen LOST, but plan on doing so someday. if you are not currently planning on someday watching LOST you should probably start. i finished the third season tonight, and incidently spent most of my evening literally sobbing. i have trouble watching shows while they are on the air, so after the dvds come out is when i finally catch up. over the past few weeks i watched season 1 and 2 for a second time and season 3 for the first. i am now convinced that LOST is my favorite show of all time. i feel so emotionally invested in these stranded people. and due to the unfortunate fact that i did not watch season 3 with the rest of america i have known the whole time that charlie (one of my favorites) was going to die in the last episode. therefore, during the last few episodes (especially the one where he writes the five best moments of his life on a piece of paper and asks desmond to give it to claire) it was time to break out the tissue. i thoroughly enjoyed the tear fest i put myself through this evening. it feels good to cry. it feels good to be emotionally invested. and it feels good to anticipate the craziness that season 4 promises.