move over, queen B
”Serena: Like you said, you’re a Waldorf. You don’t let people tell you who you are, you show them.”
i’ve tried writing this post twice, probably thrice. it’s frikkin 4 in the morning.
i’m ashamed. i really am.
i watch pretentious teen soaps, quote them, emotionally relate to them, find some way my life is reflected through them, i laugh and cry with them! urgh, i hate being such a girl, yet i am. ok, this is not some gender thing. it’s my thing. dammit. there i said it. i just can’t help being so so affected by the boob tube. why, oh why, haven’t the WGA and those moneygrubbing production houses reached a settlement yet. i’m hanging by a limb on gossip girl, here. just watched the last episode twice, and although by a long shot, B & S are so so familiar to me, especially in the last episode. i watched it twice. god, i even said that twice. thrice now. right after i caught the 2 hour premiere of the new season of one tree hill.
i told you i was lame.
i’m trying to latch on to GA now. worth it?
ahhh, on being secure with yourself, your imperfections and weaknesses. it’s the kind of lessons you only learn with time. i can’t say that i am perfectly secure, far from it infact, but i can assert at least to myself now that i am comfortable in my skin, size, body, look, whatever you know. my imperfect skin, size, body, look and whatever. and i think it’s something every woman should be reminded of, and remind themselves of. three cheers for self empowerment!
today was the debate crash course for beginners. it was cool. met new people, new faces. i still find judging a bizarre talent though. i think i’m just currently incapable. contemplating my options for the league, i was just thinking that the choices are beginning to dwindle. the club is shrinking with people leaving, although not that many old folks have graduated. it just has. league starts next week anyway.
a tad of promo here, iiu league starts next week. contact me if you’re interested
english debating league, for the clueless and uninformed.
i haven’t started on resolutions for the year, yet. maybe i should resolve to not resolve anything therefore increasing the propensity for delightful surprises i might offer myself for the year. lists don’t work out well for me. my 21 things i have to do before i turn 21 list was a great one, but i lost it. only 1 of 21 is fulfiled, that’s for sure. but it generally blows with most people (who are incapable of selfdiscipline) anyway.
to those who do have one (a list, not just one), i wish you luck. and may all your aspirations come true this year. never too late to spread a little new year cheer
i’m still hyped from the continuous tv – or rather downloaded episodes – watching. yikey yikes!
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