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Sunday, May 20

t.o.w. the television

So much has been going on, I really don't know where to begin.

And what to begin with.

I guess a lot of it I leave behind the fences of the camp because I just don't want to bring these troubles and struggles back home. Having to achieve what I want to do within the very short weekends, having to live with the fact that at the end of the day, I wasnt strong enough to not settle for the easy way out and having to deal with the strain pain of seeing each second go by - trying to live it for what its worth but never being ever to fully enjoy it with the nagging curfew in mind.

So when I am temporarily liberated, I block myself from feeling this strange melting pot of emotions - of disappointment, of love, of lethargy, of uncertainty and of painful nostalgia. But I've learnt that not feeling is the equivalent of not living. And yet all I do to mask the fact that I am not coming to terms with what is, is to watch a whole lot of television to experience that exact same emotions, safely guarded by the distance between my eyes and the computer screen. Greys Anatomy - for the pain and joy of loss and life. Desperate Housewives - for the raunchy quirky happy and the absolute indelible secrets that everybody knows of.

So don't tell me I'm a TV Addict. I am seeking help. Television is life support.
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 4:03 PM