:: Sunday, March 30, 2003 ::

I Have A Dream...

I have many dreams. At this moment, I dream of the day I start an essay more than 24 hours before it is due.

I'm sure the above statement will explain the brevity of this entry. Hell, I'm sure you'll all be thankful for the brevity of this entry.

Yesterday in my procrastination I discovered I could download old episodes of The Wonder Years. That show is gold. In my opinion, no other show did, or has done, such a great job of summing up what it is like to be an adolescent. Perhaps My So-Called LIfe is in the running, but what TWY had over it was the adult narrator. While all the monologues in MSCL were from the teenage point of view (and we all know how good teenagers are at expressing how they feel...), TWY tied it all together with an adult reminiscence. Hindsight is always 20-20, as they say. I cried like a baby at the end of the episode The Lake, in which the Arnolds go on vacation and Kevin defies his father to spend the last night of the trip with a girl he met there:

"I wanted to stay there, in that night, more than anything I'd wanted before. But I knew I couldn't. I slept under a roof my father owned in a bed my father bought. Nothing was mine! Except my heart, and my fears, and my growing knowledge that not every road was going to lead home anymore."

Gold.

That's all you get for tonight. If you want more, however, you should check out a recent project: Another 48 Hours. A sort of blogging contest, if you will. So far there's only two entries, but hey, everything takes time. Take a peek.

:: Katy 7:53 p.m. [+] :: ::