Come on Chrissy, you're better than this

I love to read.  I can usually finish a book in no time as long as I don’t have too much homework.  Lately, I’ve been drawn to young adult sci fi fantasy/romance books.  (I didn’t read much as a young adult so I’ve had some major catching up to do.)  I usually purchase most of my reading material from Amazon.com after reading several reviews to make sure the books are worth my time and money.  Amazon suggested that I read The Vampire Diaries.  With the readers giving this series a good review and having read some other vampire genre books already, I purchased 3 of the books.  I was fooled! (Damn you Amazon!)  I finished the 3 books out of spite.  The series wasn’t the worst I’ve ever read, however I don’t remember being impressed by the writing or story line.  (Attractive girl is wooed by 150 year old vampire brothers.  Let the hijinks ensue.)   When the CW decided to make The Vampire Diaries into a series all I could think was “Damnit!”  With the book series being uninspiring and monotonous, this TV show will be, has to be, garbage right? My next thought was “Phew, glad I don’t have cable!  I won’t be tempted into watching this abomination.”  I promised myself not to be ‘sucked’ into watching this mess of a TV show. (I heart puns)

                I’ve been good.  I’ve kept my word and haven’t watched a lick of that silly show.  Recently Netflix, in all its wisdom, put the first two seasons of The Vampire Diaries on its instant watch stream.  (mother fucker)  I danced around the show, hoping something else would pop up on Netflix that would surpass my interest, but nothing did.  I know better than this, I know the show is not going to be good.  But in the end, you guessed it, my curiosity got the better of me and my will faltered.  I broke down and watched it.  I watched the whole first season, all 22 episodes, within a week.  A WEEK!!  I have a family and school and homework and a full time job and a number of other things that should be filling my time.  But no, I chose this. GUH.  I am aware that this is a grievous transgression and I will punish myself accordingly (not until I finish the second season though.  Ack!  Damnit, I’m doomed!) 

                Before you gasp in astonishment, furrow your brow and rightfully judge me, let me explain how this happened. ( I know I have a good explanation somewhere)  The writing is mediocre at best, the acting is soap opera-y and the soundtrack is very sappy, band of the week.  The actors that play the brothers are Paul Wesley as Stefan and Ian Somerhalder as Damon.  Let’s just get this elephant out of the room…. They are handsome fellas.  Paul has puppy dog like blue eyes, lashes a girl would kill for and great eyebrows (that’s my thing, deal with it).  Ian ‘the smolder holder’ Somerhalder acts well with his strikingly blue eyes (granted there are a lot of close ups) and his smirk is a work of art.  Yes, yes the men are hot, (too thin for me, but they do have nice faces) They are however, 29 and 32 respectively and are playing 17 and 18 year old boys…that’s a bit of a stretch.  The lead actress, Nina Dobrev, is very beautiful and does an ok job of portraying a young girl who wants to be independent, but is so damn needy!  Hell all the characters are kinda insecure, whiney and needy now that I think of it.  Why is this show so damn appealing to me when I was underwhelmed by the books?  I’m not in any need for drama, vampires, high school or 2 boys vying for my affection.  I am quite aware at how bad the show can be and I want to hate this show, I need to hate this show, however I just can't.  What the hell?  Maybe I will figure it out one day.  Sigh.

                For all of its faults, and there are many, I fell for this show.  I absolutely love this show.  Damnit!! It hurts me to even type it, let alone say it out loud.  I am almost done with the second season.  My poor brain, not only is my GPA suffering from me spending all this time watching The Vampire Diaries, but my intelligence is quite insulted as well.  (At least that’s what it told me yesterday it was while icing it’s ego).  Yes I’m a major let down, and I need to work on my resolve.  It feels good to get this confession off of my chest, however I am now headed to the shower to scrub myself clean my shame and guilt. (I feel so dirty)