god, i really do miss my so-called life sometimes, you know? and not entirely because of jordan catalano. (i said not entirely!)
it was the first good example of voiceovers in a television show, at least, i think so. plus if you listen, angela says some on-point stuff: “lately i can’t even look at my mother without wanting to stab her. repeatedly”.
i am so in touch with that emotion, and i’m so far beyond teenage angst at this point. so far beyond. and i watched a bit of the show today between taking care of stuff, because they made a couple of episodes available online. blast from the past, you know? but in a way it’s completely weird looking back at adolescence through someone else’s eyes. and then i realize, even tv life that is not glamorous and supposedly all about the things that don’t happen and how that feels…had way more going on than my life.
right now it’s a complete distraction. because, i completely cannot deal with any of life. at all.
i’m doing such a piss poor job
mine :
