Forbidden Love.

It wasn't supposed to happen. I was never supposed to fall in love this hard. I thought I'd protected myself well enough from this. But no.

I have developed an unhealthy obsession with Glee. At first I was all like, this is lame, and then after being subjected to it by a guy I was seeing and spending episode upon episode declaring every character homosexual in as many ways my vocabulary would allow me, I realised that I actually.. liked the damn show.

I first realised this when I was watching the last episode of the first section of the series clinging to the edge of the seat with tears in my eyes. For a long time I didn't have the right channel and had to desperately beg borrow and steal to be able to watch the episodes. I finally set up my freeview and to my delight I was able to watch Glee :) I was ecstatic. Unfortunately, because of the drastic changes in weather and the cheapness of my box, the channel disappeared. Last night I had an uber crazy fit because it still hadn't magically fixed itself and I was panicking about not being able to watch it tonight :(

I feel that I was not being melodramatic in the slightest, although my bemused male flatmate may disagree with you.

UPDATE: E4+1 (not E4.. I'm not sure why; I refuse to question this) is baaaack which means that tonight I shall be able to indulge in my latest love!

UPDATE!!! Oh god oh god oh god it's going pixellated again!!!

YET ANOTHER POINTLESS UPDATE: It worked :D My flatmate really seemed to appreciate the 15 minute singalong I performed of the songs after the show had finished. I might be lying.. she tried to change the channel.. with me being the channel.

I think I'm going to follow my flatmate around for a while one day and just blog everything she says. It seems like a fun game. Damnit I lost the game. I need a smoke. Update ended. :)