Withdrawal symptons.
Okay this is official — I’ve finished season 1 & 2 of Friends. It feels like I’m going back in time — season 1 & 2 were filmed 11 years ago! I was like only 8 back then.
I used to catch it on television whenever I remembered or had the time to do so on Monday nights at 1030. And it used to thrill me whenever I heard the “Friends is coming back!” during commericial breaks, and yes it was with the exclamation; feel the excitement!
But sadly I didn’t have the chance to really watch it in its full glory as I never really had watched them in consecutive seasons and therefore I didn’t enjoy the stories as much as the jokes. I know it’s a shame but I couldn’t help it back then. Even if I did follow the stories continuously I would have missed out the first few seasons (though the local channel always re-broadcast them).
But now I have a friend who has the DVD of the entire seasons in these 10 years. How cool is that?
Fuck it that they have to stop the show, damn. The show is so real, it’s like we are all one of the main 6 characters in the show living in this world. And their friendship is so real — quarrels, making up, having fun, talking things through — and so many others. It is one of best sitcoms I had ever watched, and I never looked back.
But season 2 ended and I have no season 3 with me right now. And I’m having withdrawal symptons — shivering under the blankets, no moods for meals, feels like everything else is no longer important. I need to get this over and I need season 3 and beyond! And it’s going to happen in about half an hour or less hopefully; I’m meeting my friend Xiaoye to get the discs to cure my problem.
I am missing Chandler, Rachel, Ross, Phoebe, Joey and Monica already! Oh man, I can’t wait. If you hadn’t heard of Friends or didn’t watch it before, obviously you don’t know what you’re missing.