I know. I got obsessed with a TV series. My bad. But honestly, watching it religiously every week since 2009 has given me a sense of purpose. Not to mention anticipation. I just finished watching TVD (for some whose not fanatics and obviously not familiar with the acronym, it’s THE Vampire Diaries! I need not explain about the THE thing.)
So here I am. After posting at my FB wall about it, it was still not enough to unleash whatever emotion I had since watching the THE series in a marathon for four days (I had breaks you know. I still need to sleep and eat!Haha)
This is a tribute. As my favorite string quartet had tribute albums for Jimi Hendrix, Red Hot, Coldplay, Incubus, The Fray and many others, I myself need to make a tribute for the creators of this series. (if you’re not familiar with the Vitamin String Quartet, they make violin instrumentals about all those rock songs and even pop ones. Yes! My ringtone: Breakeven by the Script as performed by the String Quartet.)
I need to be a honest. I’m a great fan of vampire books. I read a LOT of vamp novels. I really mean a lot. I mentioned them in a blog of mine. I need not repeat it here again because it will be such a BORE. If you know what I mean. But I haven’t finished reading all of L.J. Smith’s books. FYI again, TVD is an adapted series from Ms. Smith’s novels.
I read a few pages of the first book but I can’t continue doing so because A.) There are a lot of differences from the book compared to the series. I don’t blame the script writers. They mean to make the series very catchy for the audience. B.) I can’t imagine Ian Sommerhalder in the book. I’d rather see him in the flesh, albeit in my tv screen. C.) Both.
I’m a smolderhalder fanatic. So I might tend to be a LITTLE biased here. My favorite D as in Damon scenes are A.) When he confessed his love Elena (season1, in Elena’s room before he returned the necklace with vervain. After the said confession, he erased her memories about it. Tskk. Sad.) B.) when D finally got in touch with his humanity ( when he comforted Rose, the vamp bitten by the werewolf but whom he drove a stake to the heart. Tskk. Sadder.) C.) when he confessed his love for Elena again! (when D was the one with a werewolf bite and Elena was comforting her in his ‘deathbed.’ Tskk. Saddest.)
I need not be sad. D was cured but Stefan was back to his cursed blood-oholic with the evil Klaus. There are more to come. Watching the 44 episodes made me realized that I haven’t missed much because I was religiously watching it every single week since 2009 in tv, mind you. Im greatful for the US match airing and all those reruns. I was ‘compelled’ to do the marathon for me to appreciate the season2 finale. It was a trending topic in Twitter last May but I haven’t watched it. I was enjoying myself that time. And finally I had the opportunity to watch it now though two months late.
There are a few lessons.
Love is a sacrifice. There was a whole lot of sacrifices made in this series. For love, friendship, and family. When I was in second year high school, a teacher asked about what is love. All of us gave silly answers. We described it as if it could be quantified. But a classmate answered, SACRIFICE. Over the years, I learned the meaning of it.
Love is not always reciprocated. True. Blessed are those who love and are loved in return. For those who are not so blessed, I guess, it’s better to have loved and lost than not loved at all. It takes a lot of courage to love again after being hurt. To trust again after being devastated.
P.S.
Why I love Damon/Ian Sommerhalder’s character? (as well as millions of ladies out there)
He’s uber hot. He has gorgeous eyes (grey with flecks of blue). I loved his cynicism, jadedness and devil-may-care attitude. A great mind, a gorgeous body and a bad ass attitude equals total smokin’ hot package. But mostly, I liked him because he loves unconditionally. He loves unselfishly. And he knew firsthand the meaning of love as sacrifice.
Tah-tah! I could finally have a decent sleep. Don’t bite me! Xxxx!
22:16/08.05.2011
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