Down to the Last Tube?

Lipstick Jungle recently aired what might have been their final episode. Which is why I expected more. And yet how many minutes into the episode, I felt like I was being dragged into something because they can afford all the time in the world to spread out new plotlines.

I get that they have to leave question marks here and there. So they can get more lipsticks in protest to keep the show. But that wasn't how you end a season, and possibly even a show. It lacked more longing appeal somehow, and ironically, it was the men of the show who left the good impressions in that episode. Joe being the most romantic billionaire ever. Shane shifting from being Mr. Jerkface to Mr. Will Pull Through and Come Back. And Kirby, Kirby, Kirby... I will miss Kirby the most. His little speech for Nico reminded me of why he will always be everyone's favorite and not just because he's the hottest of 'em all ("I know what I want. I wanna be with you. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen.")

Sure they threw in that slideshow of clips to make me realize I was really gonna miss the girls if ever they no longer come back. But I seriously think they could have done better than just that.

Blog Resolutions

1. One quote a week.
2. Less surveys, more reviews (= reading more books, watching more movies, etc., etc.)
3. Less personal drama, more literary attempts (or drama-masqueraded literary attempts, haha)
   
4. More humor, less passive-aggressive hits

On Standstills

I believe the most difficult situation you can be ever be faced with is deciding whether you should just move on or hold on a little tighter. Move on, and maybe you'll lose a chance at the best thing that could have ever happened, or hold on, and have the possibility of one day being the biggest disaster ever created.

~ Author Unknown

A Sneak Peek at That Midnight Sun

My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun is rising now, in the middle of my midnight. ~ Edward Cullen in Stephenie Meyer's "Midnight Sun"

True to my newly found Twilight craze, I decided to read the partial draft of Midnight Sun, despite the possibility that I would end up feeling bad about not reading it to completion. But I was glad I did. Because Edward's perspective is a thousand times better than Bella's - more interesting, more romantic yet less cheesy. I really wish the complete book is out there for us mere mortals to read, especially specific parts of Twilight that have yet to be written in Edward's perspective - that date at the meadow, the encounter with James and his friends during the baseball game, and the dance during prom when Bella insisted on being turned into a vampire.

It's really sad that the book is still on hold indefinitely. I'm hoping that changes soon. Because it may as well be my next favorite book.

A New Year's Toast

Cheers to family and love and togetherness and the unconditionality of it all.  To friends - old and new - the always there, the unexpectedly there and the simply special. To succeeding together and coping with change wonderfully. To unfinished chapters and open books. To closed doors and opened windows. To the wisdom behind disappointments. To bright spots and rainbows that are absolutely worth the rain. To beauty that transcends time. To good health and genuine laughter.

May we have nothing less and so much more in 2009.