Showing posts with label The O.C.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The O.C.. Show all posts

Thursday, 15 May 2008

Summer/Canadian/Weather/Et al

Again, not much to write about, except maybe the fact the weather is quickly warming up, and I'm (surprise!) not looking forward to a humid, sticky, and disgustingly warm summer. A couple days ago I went for a walk/jog with M, and by the end of the 4k we were both panting, sweating, her with tongue hanging out, me wiping perspiration from my brow. So if it's already that warm mid-May, I'm certain it's gonna be a scorcher.

Canadians are funny. We can ramble on about the weather for extended periods of time, and I think it's because we're always surprised by it. The weather here doesn't seem to follow a pattern, so it's never boring to discuss or surmise over. You don't have to wear suspenders and drink Milk of Magnesia to love the weather talk.

So what's the scoop on life? Well, at this very moment I feel like I'm living in The O.C. myself, mainly because I'm still watching it continually. I'm a few episodes into season three, and liking it so far. But I feel as though it may have stolen my life away from me. All I find myself doing lately is working, exploring new music, exercising, watching tv episodes, sleeping, and monitoring what I'm eating. It doesn't bother me that I don't find the time or energy to socialize. For once I am content to be alone, enjoying and even savouring the solititude. I'm actually somewhat looking forward to moving into my own apartment, and have been keeping my eyes open for apartments in the area of the hospital.

Also looking forward to vacations, which will be the third week in July. I'm excited for that. Very excited. Campfires, tents, the beach, swimming, little dinky movie theaters, small town atmosphere, only one main street...I love going up north for camping.

That's all for now. Sorry I don't have any more thoughtful contemplations, but my life has been surprisingly uncomplicated as of late. I have a party at my house tomorrow night so now I must go out with sister to pick up some food.

Cheers.

Monday, 12 May 2008

My Love Affair With Television.

I'll admit it, I am having a love affair with tv shows.

I am currently watching/have avidly watched 20+ shows including: LOST, The Office, 30 Rock, Desperate Housewives, Veronica Mars, Arrested Development, Ugly Betty, NCIS, Robin Hood BBC, Skins, The O.C., The Tudors, Gossip Girl, Heroes, Tell Me That You Love Me, Sex And The City, Pushing Daisies, Chuck, House MD, Kyle XY, Jericho, Dead Like Me, Moonlight, and more that I probably can't bring to mind at the moment.

I've decided that tv is essentially for me, an escape from the realities of life.
I'd prefer to be wrapped up in the lives and antics of fictional characters than to think about my life.

I can't watch a show and censor the speed that I am watching it at. I sate myself it in, consuming it greedily and quickly. I've completed almost two seasons of The O.C. in about a week and a half.

I can clearly recall when I first started watching LOST, and how life seemed to fade away and stop for me, revolving mainly around the mysteries, characters, and intrigues of LOST. I would sit in my room for hours, days on end, watching with interest, the plotlines unfold. No one would disturb and I could be away from friends and family for days before any interest would spark in me about them.

It's so easy for me to fall into a tv show, to become obsessed with it, and to spend all my time thinking about it.

Sometimes I wonder when this love affair will end. Sometimes I hope it will never end, sometimes I pray that it's timely demise will arrive soon. It all depends on how my week is going, how my life is progressing.

All love affairs must end. The question is - when?

Thursday, 8 May 2008

Getting Back At Ya

The O.C. has caught me up in it's whirl of Californian (specifically Orange County) drama. Each episode entices me further into it's intrigue and secrets.

So this is what I do. And have been doing for the last 3 days.

Working. Walking. Drinking coffee. Eating here and there. Listening to emo music. Watching The O.C. and other tv shows. Laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Surrounding myself with candles. Running, yes actually running. Texting.

Basically doing all things alone. Avoiding people, dodging calls, staying off of Facebook, banishing Skype from my life, relishing the solitude and quiet, and finally no longer having to listen to people who lie, who hurt, who bring pain.

Nothing can compare
to when you roll the dice and swear your love for me.
-Finley Quaye

The one thing I will admit to, is this deep and insatiable craving to be with one person. To have that one and only, to feel love for and from him. Everyday consists of waking up to the stark reality that there is a lack, and loneliness, a vacuum that cries to be filled.

Monday, 5 May 2008

Many Things

I know I said in my last post that I had many random things to talk about, and then I ended up discussing mainly the children's workshop, so let me try and make up for that, with some thoughts that have circling in my head.

Love. I know I discuss it so much, but I can't shake the feeling that it's what makes the world go around. However, lately I've been thinking about the dark side of love, and that is...the fine line between love and hate.

The sticking point of love and hate is how well you know someone. The more you know someone, the more you'll either hate or love them. Usually if you are noncommittal about your acquaintances. You don't experience strong emotions about them, just easy-going, Hi how are you? attitudes. But, as you grow closer to people, open yourself up to them more, and become more vulnerable to them, the potential to either love or hate grows. And that, is the fine line between love and hate.

What boggles my mind is our ability to move from love to hatred.
I see people who are in relationships who "love" each other, who are affectionate, carely about each other, and are very close in every aspect. As time passes and wears on their relationship, I eventually see/hear of them breaking up, and not always amicably unfortunately. I suppose the question I have to ask is...
When is true love, true love?

See, people say that they love someone, but I believe that if you really care about someone, yes you'll go through hard times, yes you'll fight and argue, but you will stand by the commitment you made to them, when you said those vows of "For better or for worse". This is specifically targeted at married couples.

Is it not frightening that two people who claim to love each other deeply, who claim that they cannot live without each other, and who are filled with a great feeling of love and emotion, eventually turn against each other with anger, hatred, and bitterness.

After looking/diagnosing/thinking about relationships that have failed/are failing, I've come to the conclusion the communication is the KEY to a successful relationship. Complete honesty is a must. You must be open, you must say how you feel, you must state worries and frustrations, you must tell your partner you love them, you must communicate.

Of course, I'm not married, so you should probably ignore that advice.

By the way, I've sated myself in The O.C. this weekend. I downloaded the entire first season in a day, and have been watching through it at an alarming rate. Any advice on how to control t.v. obsession? Leave a comment.

That's it for now.