No Ordinary Family, and more...

So, have any of you ever had that feeling where you want someone to talk to, that will understand where you're coming from but you know exactly what the people you normally talk to would say and that is not what you want to hear? I get that feeling all the time. Maybe that's why I choose to write, stories and in my journal, and expecially on this blog. I want people to understand where I'm coming from, and to understand how I think. I don't want people to change their responses to what I say, I guess what I really want is to find someone who understands me, who knows where I'm coming from without me having to spell it out for them, and to tell me what I want to hear because that's what they truly believe. So I'm going to write exactly what I think and feel and everything in this blog, and hope one day to find someone who understands me in the way I want to be understood. Not so much that they always agree with me but that when its important they understand and know where I'm coming from without any commentary into my thoughts from me.

I was just watching No Ordinary Family, the episode No Ordinary Sidekick. I just finished it and everything was going wrong for everyone except Daphne. Like her mom lost her assistant because she thought she was trying to break up her and Will, then her dad's friend gets the credit for taking down the burglars when it was really her dad and her dad's friend quit. (This made me mad by the way, what kind of a friend believes someone they barely know over a friend who has been with them for years, and what kind of friend lets fame go to their head, and decides they don't want to help their friend anymore.) Then all of a sudden everything started going great for everyone, but for Daphne everything started going wrong, culminating in her losing the last three months of her memory. I don't know why, but it makes me hate Will/Joshua, but at the same time I can't blame him, who wouldn't want to keep their powers permanently if they had them? I know I would love to have powers, but he didn't have to take away 3 months worth of her memories, and he didn't have to scare her so much before that.

Its just these things mean so much to me, and everyone always says things like, "They're not real people, its just a show" but to me the people in the shows I watch and the books I read ARE real people. They're in my head and I want to help them and I spend time thinking about how to help them out of their situations. I think of how I would deal if I were in their situations and it feels like I'm really there when there are fights or sometimes I wish I was them and pretend I am. Just like the characters in my books, they are real. I wish someone could understand that, and sometimes I wonder if anyone can really understand my mind. God can, but I wonder if anyone else can. Certainly no one I know.

Anyway, I'm going to go do some more writing, maybe watch a few Charmed episodes, or read some more from Breaking Dawn for like the fifth or sixth time. I'll be sure to write more soon.

~Thundersong

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