Last week, I finally watched the Season 4 finale of House, an episode filled with all the usual Houseisms (“I had a heart attack this morning. I can't do any more drugs 'til at least lunch.”), strange diseases and a gaps-in-information narrative that befits a House season finale; to all of you who do watch House, notice how similar the hypnotic acid trips House had in this episode was to the Season 2 finale where House got shot and ended up hallucinating through the rest of the episode? Really cool stuff, reminding me again why House is my number one two favourite drama in recent years (favourite TV show still goes to Monty Python's Flying Circus, sorry).
House was still my favourite drama last year. In fact, I like it so much that I even devoted an entire assignment to it. But then Lost picked up steam late in Season 3 and it's been my favourite drama ever since.
Everyone knows how Lost stole our attention away from our usual TV fare with its survivor storyline and mindboggling mysteries back when it first premiered in 2004, but when the show ended and Season 2 came around, a lot of the people I know have come up to me with the same "Watching Lost makes me feel lost" comment. I wholeheartedly agree; Lost is a TV show that pays off if you dedicate enough time into immersing yourself in the mythology of the series. You usually can't make head or tail of an episode unless you've seen almost everything else that came before.
I've seen everything else that came before (except, ironically, the pilot episode of Lost itself, which I missed when it first started airing on TV... now I download all the episodes), so when I saw its Season 4 finale just a few days back, I was stupefied. I was amazed. And for the second straight season finale, I managed to let loose a couple of tears (Desmond and Penny reunited? Awwwwww...).
Why all this talk about season finales, then? Well, I was bored one day and I started paralleling uni life to my viewing habits. You see, this is currently my fourth semester in Monash, and my finals start on Wednesday... It's a Season 4 finale too!
I've been working rather hard this semester, be it as the MUSA Treasurer, or MNSM President, as a choir member, or even as a boyfriend, brother and son. With that said, I really hope that the effort I've put in this semester has been enough to make my Season 4 end on a high note, just like those of House and Lost. But if last semester's results were anything to go by (3 Credits and 1 High Distinction), there's a shitload more of work to put into studying over the next couple of days.
And it isn't just studying that's the matter right now. My sister's PMR exams are this year, so my mom gave me the responsibility to tutor her in math, a responsibility that I've been shirking thus far. Then there's that Cameron Highlands trip that I'm organising for MNSM after the exams, plus having to worry about the first ever 90% student-run Orientation Week in the upcoming semester, and a myriad of other Student Council-related stuff (such as getting a cashbox for petty cash).
Moreover, Carrie has been really stressed lately due to work; being the typical boyfriend who just has to do something about it, I had to do something about it. Things get harder since she's one of the hardest person to read that I know. Well, more like one of the hardest person to read that I actually care about. I'm just glad that we never really had to argue before, but which guy has never had to endure a PMS fit?
Nevertheless, things often have a way of resolving themselves really nicely. Hopefully that will be the case with my Season 4 Finale. A happy ending with just enough mysteries to keep you interested for yet another rollercoaster of a season. Won't that be just peachy?
Well then I suppose I'll see you readers again next season! If my ratings are good enough and my show doesn't get discontinued, that is...
Pointless Fact of the Day: I'm still in Monash as I'm typing this. I'll let you guys come up with your own conclusions.