It is just as the title says. Recently I am stuck. Not only with real life things, but also with ‘fictional’ stuff. I start a book, a drama, anything, and there are some I can’t bring myself to finish despite I find them alluring. An example: the drama “My Love from another Star“. Dang, I love Cheon Song Yi and Jun Ji Hyun, the psycho and his nice brother and there are a lot of funny and emotional moments, but I can’t bring myself to like Do Min Joon’s character. I wonder if it’s Kim So Hyun’s fault because I am not fond of his acting, or just my tastes. It is not even the fact that there is an age gap between the characters, in my eyes I just can’t bring myself to give it attention. I find that some things are too hyped about this drama. The story is not original because if you’ve read manga you know this is a plot you see 65487658794 times, the banter between the main couple and the triangle/quadrangle is quite usual. I can’t stuck on this. That is probably why I have started it almost a month ago and couldn’t finish yet /I’m on Episode 13/. I know myself, and I am aware that when I am really liking something, I can’t wait to finish it. But here… Don’t know.
Anyway, I just wanted to voice my ‘frustration’ on my blog. I have this type of emotion with a book as well. “A Song of Ice and Fire” by GRR Martin, also known as “A Game of Thrones“. I came to know this four years ago after the first series aired, and went to buy the book immediately. Thing is, I wasn’t much of a book addict by then so I was not surprised that I could read not more than twenty pages a night before I went to bed. Later on, I re-started reading it from the beginning, and had the same problem. Silly me, silly. It was probably not the genre I prefer, I came to a conclusion! Perhaps it’s just too much. Maybe it’s just me who loves complicated stories but I want those complications where I decide, whereas GoT is full of complicated characters and complications they suffer through the thousands of pages. I know I may be thinking too much; give myself a justification for not liking something that many love so much around the world. But it’s my way to make peace with myself. I tend to love things to death that everyone else appreciates, but I also tend to dislike stuff the same way. I have a love-hate relationship with what gets a worldwide recognition. I cannot control that. Yet, it seems like it is stronger than me that I can’t accept not finishing a drama, a book, a TV show… Why am I so controlling and hard with myself, I won’t ever find out. But I need to try to be accepting. I can’t like everything. I can’t always be in the main crowd where people shout out supporting words for something I do not like. Because they could not like what I love. I need to get it in my mind and move on, and feel light to choose what I fancy without feeling sorry for what I do not appreciate. The world is cool because it’s variegated.
Good night, readers. Thanks for putting up with this little rant of mine so late at night. ❤