Life goes on. Or "must" go on.
I'm forcing myself to have happy thoughts while the earth rattles under me. (Hahah! I get the feeling that you know where I'm writing from. If not, let me help you: It starts with "CHI" and ends with "LE". . . Good luck guessing!)
Anyway, I watched Lost, Episode 6, the other night. And I'm so Lost!
So, John Locke is definitely dead.
No signs of Sawyer (2 episodes now without him!)
....
Okay, so our Lost friends are all separated right now.
Sawyer is somewhere inside a cave.
John Locke is dead.
Kate is intrigued following the smoke monster/john locke lookalike/all around evil dude
and so is Claire (but Claire is crazy now! and she... aged a million years).
Jack is by the lighthouse with
Hugo!
Sayid is on a killing spree and looks possessed
Charlie, still dead
You know who I also miss? Desmond. Isn't he cool? He's so cool and he has that extremely sexy Scottish accent. Maybe Gerard Butler should take speaking lessons from him. (Oh and I also like his hair and his decisions )
Who else?
Oh, Miles! Miles is with Jeun (who, by the way, has grrrreat skin) and they are with the curly hair lady with big lips.
Jin is in the jungle...
WHAT A MESS!
Aren't you guys feeling sorta misplaced? Because I am big time. I need them together and I need answers to my questions, and I need to know if the smoke monster is really Satan. I think he is. I think I got goosebumps when he told Sayid that he could have anything he wanted on this earth. That sounded SO MUCH like something Satan would say to a lost creature or a LOST creature.
Now, I won't comment on the double lives our friends are living. That's just... LOCO! It's more than Lost, it's LOSTER or something. (They should come up with a word that means to be more than Lost)
But it's my favorite show. My frustrations have nothing to do with the quality of the show. It's all me.
AAAAAALLLLLL ME.
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