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This is my journey of finding out what life means for me and what I want to make of it. This is my journey of finding out who I was, who I am, and who I want to be. This is a collection of the neverending thoughts that plague my head. If you really want to know what I think of you, then you've come to the right place. Here, I won't hold back and you can't say I didn't warn you. There is a definite possibility that I may something that will hurt you. Your choice if you want to read on.

Sunday, August 08, 2004

Roswell and other old TV shows.

Sometimes I feel like I have no idea what's going on in my friend's lives and then I feel left out. Am I supposed to ask "what's up?" in order to know what's going on in someone's life? I thought that friends would instinctively tell you. I suppose that it depends on how well you know someone then. I think maybe it's time I stop trying to talk to people then. Maybe it's best for now if I'm more seclusive.

I have been reading transcripts from old Roswell epsiodes ever since my dream, about 5 days ago. Here's a scene that I really liked.

(Max and Liz are running down a dark street)

LIZ: Max! Max, please. We have to stop. Please, we have to stop.

MAX: Let's just keep running, you and me, away from here, away from everything. I see everything so clearly now. We'll go someplace where no one knows us. As long as we're together, nothing else matters.

LIZ: You're drunk. Nothing that you're saying is true.

MAX: It's all true, Liz. It's how I really feel. It's all just magic when I think about you.

(Max touches a lamp post and causes the light to shine in a pattern)

LIZ: Max, turn it off. Anyone can see.

MAX: And when I'm not with you...I go crazy.

(Max touches a car and the car alarm goes off)

LIZ: Max.

MAX: When you're here...

LIZ: Oh, Max. Please.

MAX: You're my dream girl, Liz.

LIZ: And what if I believe you tonight?

MAX: Then we live happily ever after.

LIZ: And then what about tomorrow...when you go back to realizing who you really are, and all of your fantasies go away.

MAX: I'll still have you.

LIZ: This can never be normal, Max.

(Max touches the tops of some parking meters, and they start sparkling)

MAX: What's so great about normal?

Call me a dreamer or a romantic, I guess, but that's what I've always been. Sometimes I wish I had a crazy life like that to make things more interesting. And sometimes I really do wonder why life can't be like TV shows, where I gain some kind of wacky power, like Charmed, or if I knew Clark Kent, or even have a good relationship with my mom like in Gilmore Girls. I've always had a continuing obsession over the unnatural.

Now, I wish I had paid more attention to Roswell... I remember that I even used to have this little mini poster of them in my room... I wish I didn't take things for granted. Now, I don't think any channel even plays Roswell. It might be played on cable, but I doubt it. What's the use though? I don't have cable. Perhaps in a few years, I will even miss Buffy the vampire slayer, even though I was never really into that. Even though Charmed is on today, I don't like it as much. You can tell the show has lost it's touch. The plots seem kind of repititious and to be honest, I would much rather watch an old episode from the first few seasons with Prue and Andy (from the first season). Which makes me realize that in a few years when Tru Calling is going to be gone, I will probably miss that show too. Now, I wished that I had recorded episodes of Roswell... because I've seen most of the first season. When I'm reading the transcripts, I remember the scenes. If I recorded Tru Calling, I wouldn't miss it in the future.

All I have left is everything I remember, that and a few episodes of Charmed that I recorded some years ago. When you think of all the TV shows that's come and by, sometimes you're amazed to find that you forgot they even existed, and you forgot that you even cared. That's life, I guess.

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