Saturday, February 2, 2008

deja vu, but not really

I was looking for pirated dvd copies of The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, Persepolis (of France) and 4Months, 3 Weeks and 2 days (of Romania) last Friday night at this small stall near the building where I work at. Unfortunately, the said movies were not yet available. So I opted to TV series. I was very lucky, and very happy, to have found a season 1 copy of one of my favorite series of all time: Felicity. So that same night ('til Saturday morning) I watched it. I've realized how much I miss Felicity, and even Ben and Noel, and I'm reminded of how much I love it after watching its first 22 episodes. I was very young then when I first saw the series. I felt inlove with it right away. Now that I'm old enough, I still love it. I guess my heart never really grew old, if you get what I mean.

Anyway, the reason why I love Felicity is the fact that I can relate to it- with the story and the characters. It's nice (and I feel great) to see someone go through the same things (situations/ fuck ups) I did or I'm going through right now and commit the same mistakes I have committed (and learned from it). The idea made me feel I'm not alone, you know. And it's cool.

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