Okay..so 2009 officially sucks (at least for today). First I lost my uncle (who played a major role in not only my childhood...but the rest of my 12 cousins), my grandfather, Michael Jackson and now...one of my favouritest TV characters of all time.
He's a character from Prison Break and I'm not gonna tell who it is cos I've had people stop talking to me just because I said Johnny Depp dies in Pirates 2. But hey, I said that because I thought the whole world (including absolute dumbasses) had already known that Johnny would be returning in the third installment. But wth...I don't want to go there.
So yeah. Somebody important in Prison Break dies in Season 4...and I totally didn't expect it. I'm so sad, I swear tears are running down my face as I'm typing this. I feel so lost....fruck...LOST...don't tell me they're going to kill Jack or Sawyer or Kate in the final season?!!! Aiyoh.
Prison Break is a special series for me, because in all my life spent in front of the television (and I have spent A LOT of time in front of the TV. Been jobless for 2 years? Didn't think so. I was and that's how I got to know who's who in the Bold and the Beautiful and General Hospital) Prison Break is the only series that I actually finished.
I mean from the very first episode to the last. The one other series that comes close to that feat is 3rd Rock from the Sun. I've watched all the episodes except for the LAST one! So, until now I don't know if Dick Solomon told Mary Albright that he's actually an alien.
Anyway, Prison Break is really special to me and I was introduced to the series by NME. She gave me Season 3 and that's how I got started. Yup, season 3 when they had already escaped Fox Pen. and also exonerated. I finished it and fell in love with Michael, Linc, Sucre and even Brad Bellick. Then I figured that I might as well watch the first two seasons...so I did, by logging on to surfthechannel.com (also introduced by NME).
When I watched the first season, I'd be close to pissing in my pants, wondering if they'd get out of the damn prison (hello! Season 3 in a totally different prison in a different country?). Everything surprised me and I knew that I was hooked to it for life.
So when I heard that there'd be a Season 4 and somebody we thought was dead in Season 3 will be back...I figured that the series has gone down the drain. I had reservations and almost didn't want to watch the final season..until NME lent me the box set.
Again, I was on Prison Break diet. No, it didn't help me lose any weight....but sleep ada lah. My poor mom thought that I was actually doing work and that's why I was not helping with the housework. And Bobby Brown was totally neglected. What? He's just a dog. He'll come running back to me when I wave that chicken, bacon, dog treat thingy.
Well, today I watched the last episode of Prison Break and I swear I wish I hadn't. I rather have kept the memory of knowing that the gang is out somewhere...still on the run, instead of this ending.
I'm sad. It's a sad, sad, sad day for me. Anyway, it's Michael Scofield who dies. So long bitches.
No comments:
Post a Comment