Pretty Little Liars

Is anyone guilty of watching Pretty Little Liars?

If you were next to me, you’d be able to see me sullenly raise my hand and hang my head in shame.

I am guilty of avidly following PLL. If you’re guilty like me, you’ll know why I’m so embarrassed to admit that I watch the show.

For those of you who haven’t seen the show, please don’t start. You’ll be hooked on, and will forever have to live in a pile of your own filth and shame.

Yes, I love the characters on the show. Yes, they are nice to look at. Yes, the story line is somewhat interesting.

BUT

  1. Everything that comes out of their mouths is a cliche!

    Sometimes I cringe at how cheesy their lines are. I sit there wondering if the actor/actress realises how cheesy they sound. I wonder if they cringe like me when they watch playbacks of the episodes. I wonder if they’ve ever complained to the writers and told them not to write such cheesy lines (I feel like a pizza now).

  2. Shit just drags on because:

    When one of the girls makes a major discovery, they call each other up to say “hey I have something important to tell you, meet at blah blah”.

    And then surprise, surprise. They are knocked unconscious or get run over by a car or something, and it takes a whole other season for everybody else to find out about the big revelation. Basically the plot is often at a standstill. Why couldn’t they just talk over the phone? No pick up? It’s called voicemail!

  3. All the men in town are creepers.

    Most people forget that these girls are literally SIX-TEEN in most of the first and second season. Firstly, a fresh out of college teacher gets together with Aria. Secondly, a not-at-all-newly-graduated doctor has an interest in Spencer… and then Hannah! One of the detectives, who would be at least in his late 20’s, has a thing for Hannah. And oh, Spencer’s older sister’s boyfriend, who is also in his mid to late twenties, had a fling with her. Is it just me or is this town just full of creepers? Creepers who like to cradle-snatch.
  4. They are in HIGH. SCHOOL. DAMMIT.

    Like I said, with the story line and the crap they get up to, it’s so easy to forget that they’re in high school. But once you remember, nothing about the show makes sense. WHO the hell is letting them go out at odd times in the middle of the night? Who is letting these girls drive 500 km on a school night, to another town, to do god knows what?  In high school, either I was home before the sun was down or I’d get a massive telling off.
    AND WHY ARE THEY ALWAYS DRINKING HUGE CUPS OF COFFEE?

  5. They just make the stupidest decisions sometimes. 
    No explanation needed.


Anyways…

Going to go catch up on an episode of PLL now.

 

xoxo

Ally

 

Peak hour traffic.

As I was driving in peak hour traffic today, I realised that life is kind of like driving in peak hour traffic.

When an opportunity comes by it’s kind of like seeing a gap, wide enough, for you to cut in to the fast lane. Hesitate -and you’ll miss it.

Suddenly, you’re stuck in the slow lane. You feel like you’re in a rut because you’re not moving anywhere. Meanwhile, the cars in the other lanes speed past you while you sit in a pool of regret at not having switched lanes.

But like being stuck traffic, it’s not the end of the world. Because at the end of the day, you’ll still get to where you wanted to go. The only difference is, you took longer to get there because you were taking the slow lane.

Because the cosmos/god/whateverdeityyouchoosetobelievein works in mysterious ways, you sometimes even end up getting there faster than the dudes in the other lane- because for some reason their lane slowed down.

So hey, if you missed an amazing opportunity, don’t sweat it. Not only will you get there in the end, but you’ll always have other opportunities, and missing the first one might even turn out to be the best thing that’s happened for you.

 

Are you a passive aggressivist?

There is nothing more counter productive than being passive-aggressive.

The passive-aggressivist is one who will not directly take out their anger on you, nor will they tell you they are angry at you. They will instead half give you the silent treatment- half give you blunt remarks, all the while masking their contempt with a thin veil of civility.

Their aim is to be “polite”, whilst still letting you know they aren’t happy with you.

They are like expanding gas in a balloon, waiting to pop. But the excruciating thing for these people is that they resemble an exponential graph, forever approaching infinity. They are forever expanding, getting uncomfortably stretched, but can never release the pressure.

Note the faint scent of sarcasm.

I think it’s obvious by now why passive-aggressiveness is counter productive.

Doesn’t it just make sense, now, to let the anger go?

Just get it over and done with. Go. Shout at the person you’re angry at – if you must. Let them know what’s bothering you.

Just untie that balloon and let the damn air out so you can remain comfortably flaccid.

At the end of the day there are only two outcomes:

  1. The person finally knows what’s bothering you, and they can change. Chances are they had no idea they even pissed you off and they will care enough to make a compromise for you. Everything is all puppies and rainbows from here on out (until the next time you’re pissed off).

2. The person thinks you’re overreacting, in which case at least you have your differences out in the open. And maybe it’s better the two of you have minimal contact with each other.

Either way, there’s no point bottling up your anger because the only person you’re harming is yourself. And being passive aggressive just makes everyone think you’re being a petty, snarky, female dog.

For those of you who only read the first sentence and skipped to the last: Let it go, let it go, can’t hold it back anymore. Let it go, let it go, turn away and slam the door (after telling them why you’re angry).

 

And that’s my two cents.

xoxo

Ally