Tuesday 11 February 2014

GG Obsession. xoxo

To be addicted to a show which, when picked apart, you actually despise most elements of seems ridiculous. And yet I have found myself watching all six seasons, for probably the fourth or fifth time, of Gossip Girl over the past three weeks. I just cannot get enough.

I hate the characters. I hate the story lines. I hate the stereotypical depiction of society. And yet, I find myself glued to it whenever I'm not at uni, which is a lot.

The show is repetitive; I mean, how many times do we really need to see Serena and Blair fall out and make up? How many times do we need to see Serena and Dan break up and get back together? How many times do we need to see Chuck retreat into his "dark side" and break Blair's heart, only to turn back into a fluffy bunny and win her back time and time again?

Apparently the answer is, we need six series of it. And boy, do we. I can only describe myself as heartbroken when it came to an end. What would I do with my life now I couldn't fantasise each week about being an exponentially wealthy and irritating New Yorker?! Evidently the answer is, fantasise about it for hours on end instead, as I watched all the episodes back to back and wasted my days.

I find myself relieved as I have once again come to the end of re-watching the show. Maybe I can have my life back now, do something productive... like blogging about how much I'm obsessed with it instead...

Why do we find ourselves so eager to waste so much of our time on fruitless past times? Addicted to watching fictional lives unfold instead of making the most of our own?

P.S. Chuck & Blair <3 <3

P.P.S. If you haven't seen it, I could not recommend you watch it enough...

You know you love me...
XOXO Gossip Girl

Monday 10 February 2014

Untitled

I have been thinking of setting up a new blog for a while now, so here goes.