Yes, yes, yes. I feel all tearied eyed. My absolute favorite show Sex and the City is coming to an end. I've been watching it since the first season and feel some sort of odd connection with the characters; although I can't completely identify with just one of them, I find myself as a combination of all of them: I'm a dreamer of romance and perfection like Charlotte, stubborn, and a feminist who eventually gives in to love like Miranda, a woman who doesn't ever show her true feelings like Samantha, and a girl just trying to find herself before she makes any huge decision like Carrie.
I realize it's horrible to form your own personality on TV/book characters, but it just happens. It has consumed so much of my life, and I love it.
I'm going to be lost come Sunday at 8:00pm when my characters are buried in the vast unknown. I will have to reinvent myself, and that's terrifying.
On a similar note, I watched Iron Jawed Angels on HBO, and I must say, it was truely amazing. I really wish that there would be a giant civil rights movement now like there was back in the early nineteen hundreds and the fifties. I'm amazed at how much one person can change just from the amount of passion they have. We need to fight for gay rights, that's what's next. It's happening slowly, but there needs to be hunger strikes and people going to prison and boycotts. We need to change the world.
I also miss that inspiration that one woman can give you. I used to have friends like that, friends that would make me so happy just to be alive. Now, they're gone, doing better things and inspiring others; I'm left to find the next inspiration or be that inspiration to other girls.
I was talking to my friend the other day and a bit of the conversation went like this:
"So, what's up?" He said.
"Nothing. Nothing at all," I said.
"What's happened? You used to be so interesting."
If that's not enough to make you stop and think about yourself and your life, I don't know what is.
Look everyone, I took the B off my name. I don't know how I feel about that. What do you think?
I realize it's horrible to form your own personality on TV/book characters, but it just happens. It has consumed so much of my life, and I love it.
I'm going to be lost come Sunday at 8:00pm when my characters are buried in the vast unknown. I will have to reinvent myself, and that's terrifying.
On a similar note, I watched Iron Jawed Angels on HBO, and I must say, it was truely amazing. I really wish that there would be a giant civil rights movement now like there was back in the early nineteen hundreds and the fifties. I'm amazed at how much one person can change just from the amount of passion they have. We need to fight for gay rights, that's what's next. It's happening slowly, but there needs to be hunger strikes and people going to prison and boycotts. We need to change the world.
I also miss that inspiration that one woman can give you. I used to have friends like that, friends that would make me so happy just to be alive. Now, they're gone, doing better things and inspiring others; I'm left to find the next inspiration or be that inspiration to other girls.
I was talking to my friend the other day and a bit of the conversation went like this:
"So, what's up?" He said.
"Nothing. Nothing at all," I said.
"What's happened? You used to be so interesting."
If that's not enough to make you stop and think about yourself and your life, I don't know what is.
Look everyone, I took the B off my name. I don't know how I feel about that. What do you think?
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Dunk in the tea so they go all soggy.
Friday's are great, relax, unwind and get sociable