It’s not the beginning of the semester I’m opposed to. It’s the beginning of classes.
The holiday season, I’ve come to realize, is all about the traditions. Baking cookies. Listening to festive music. Wrapping presents. Eating way too much in a way too short an amount of time. Shopping for days. Decorating. It wouldn’t be Christmas without all of it. But really, probably my favorite Christmas tradition is the endless Christmas movies.
Despite my previous attempt (and some damn good ideas, if I do say so myself), Gossip Girl producers did not hear my 'let's change Gossip Girl once and for all' desperate call. I had hope for them, I really did. And now I'm left binge eating an entire bowl of popcorn and sitting in my family room more frustrated than I was when I sat down last week to get some GG and discovered there was no episode.
When Monday rolls around, I'm usually gathering all of the snacks I can find, burrowing into my couch, pulling a blanket to my chin, having a mini freak-out, and anticipating the glory that is Gossip Girl. Seriously, that television production has rendered me completely useless every Monday for nearly three years now. But, it's been a good run...Until now.
October is a busy month. Between midterms and registration, and finding the perfect Halloween costume, things can get pretty crazy...
Alright everyone, take a moment to remain calm. Is your hair in missionary disarray, just like Serena's after her night with the "cab stealer?" Mine is. I was ready to tear it out during the entire episode. Then I came to my senses, fearing having to get extensions like Jenny's. OH THE HORROR.
Have you ever been so excited for something - counting down the minutes, planning your day around it, fantasizing about how amazingly awesome it is going to be, turning off your cell phone so you won't be interrupted - only to be totally disappointed? Yeah, welcome to the day I lost my virginity my Monday night.
As you may have come to notice, I seem to have an affinity towards style icons that dress like they're a little peeved about something. And Taylor Momsen is the queen of the peeve. While 17-year-old Jenny Humphrey on Gossip Girl has a few things to be angry about (namely, playing second fiddle to her perfect brother and bombshell step-sister), I'm not exactly sure what's getting Taylor's panties (when she wears them, that is) in a bunch.
Would You Rather be locked in a room with Spencer Pratt (yes, crystals and all) OR Jenny Humphrey?
Holy hell, the hits just kept on coming. First we discover Dan and Serena did a little lip-locking, then Jenny sells out her own bro in some evil plot to get Nate to love her perhaps we should send her a copy of "He's Just Not That Into You"?), then Blair finds Jenny in Brooklyn and does probably the meanest thing she’s ever done.
For some reason, I was under the impression that last night's Gossip Girl was the season finale. Imagine my horror, then, when the show ended and I thought I'd have to wait a whole 4 months to find out if Blair met Chuck at the top of the Empire State Building, if Nate and Jenny got. it. onnnnnn., and if Jenny then decided to pack up her extensions and haul ass out of New York.
Let's just reflect. Lily gets cancer, doesn't tell her husband, runs into the arms of her ex-husband and stays in a hotel with him "getting treatment" for months at a time, all the while lying to her waffle-making house-husband back home.
I know the 'Gossip Girl' writers are just trying to stir the pot, but can we give Jenny one personality and stick with it, please? I'm getting winded just trying to keep up. It's like The United States of Tara up in here, or something. If they want some drama, break up boring Serena and Nate. Yes, they do have the hottest, steamiest, sexiest sex scenes on the show.....