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I can’t believe I waited so long to watch this show. I like the set up, because I’m not much of a fan of shows that go on and on forever. I like that the series limits its plots to 1 season and then moves on to an entirely different concept the next. I think it’s also great for new viewers who don’t have the time to watch the entire series from the beginning. I like how all the seasons are standalone, but I also love how the show connected the seasons.
Season 1: I couldn’t get enough of it. I love Connie Britton and Evan Peters. They’re absolutely amazing actors. I loved all the twists and turns, all the flashbacks. I never wanted it to end, but I loved the ending. Big names and lots of talent in this season. I’d totally move into the Murder House. Sure everyone dies there, but there are so many ghosts– it’s like instant friends if you play your cards right.
Season 2: The Asylum was so difficult to watch. Not because the plot wasn’t compelling, but because it was so sad and depressing. Mental health facilities in the past in the states and still currently in some places abroad exist in vile and horrendously unacceptable conditions. The scariest and more horror filled part of this season is that just about anyone could have been locked up there for the rest of their lives. It could happen to any of us.
Season 3: LOVED every part of this. Strong cast. Strong women. Strong storylines. I love that it was a primarily female cast. I love Gabourey Sidibe, she has so much sass on her. Emma Roberts plays a really good person/character to hate. Angela Basset is amazing in just about any role she plays. Sarah Paulson’s character really blossomed towards the end. Kathy Bates is also amazing in it, she’s so believable as an actress. Taissa Farmiga’s performance seemed effortless. She’s a natural. But the character that really outshone the others was Jamie Brewer– hands down.
Season 4: Freak Shows are such a bizarre concept. I can’t believe they ever existed. I mean, factually of course I know they existed, but how anyone could go to one and taunt others for their disabilities. How awful were people. Too awful. I was super excited towards the beginning of the season, but towards mid-season I just wanted it to end. I wish the entire freak show family didn’t have to end in murder, but I like that the twins and lobster boy got together. Probably the best part of the season was Pepper and her timeline.
Season 5: This season was difficult for me to get into. It wasn’t until midseason when I started to get interested. As much as I love Lady Gaga’s performance and was stunned at how versatile the performances from Lily Rabe, Sarah Paulson and Evan Peters are. I swear, they can act as anything. I love that the season turned its emphasis to Liz towards the end. I couldn’t love the first half of this season. I thought much of the sex scenes were unnecessary to the plot and the writers were trying to accomplish too many subplots and such. I wish they would have focused in a bit more.
Anyways. I love the show.
MY GRANDMOTHER COMES into the room I once used to share with my fifty-year-old unmarried aunt, but has now become home to luggage waiting to be packed and clothes scattered about. My grandmother holds in her hands yet another gift for me to pack in my bags and take home to my family. “Here, take this jar of Labne. Your brother loves Labne,” she says to me as she puts the giant jar full of Labne Imkaabeli and olive oil in my face. “But Sitti, we have Labne in America,” I reply, while I sit on the floor and start to rearrange my clothes to find room for this jar. “Wait! I have some Khubayzee in the freezer. Let me get that and it is tiny, so you have to take it,” her voice thins as her round plump body wobbles out of the room with more excitement than when I first arrived. She suddenly reappears and hands me the Khubayzee to pack.
But today, she mourns. She carries questions of horror through my mind. To eat or not to eat? To purge or not to purge? That was certainly the question.
I sat with a package of white chocolate Lindor Truffles in my lap like it was a ball of fire I couldn’t let go of. I held the gold and white package in my hands for a second and immediately dropped it into my lap, where my knees quaked at a 9.0 and I closed my eyes as the tsunami waves of haunting thoughts lurked through every curve of my mind.
The above is an excerpt, if you’d like to continue reading this short story, please go to this link.
My favorite shows to binge watch during this long stretch on unemployment, in no specific order:
- Pretty Little Liars
- The Blacklist
- The Leftovers
- Mike Tyson Mysteries
- Childhood’s End
- Resident Advisors
- Night Court
- The Jeffersons
- The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air
- Blunt Talk
- Game of Thrones
- South Park
- That 70s Show
- Once Upon A Time
- Boy Meets World
- Divorce Court
- I Love Lucy
- The Golden Girls
- Sleepy Hollow
- Bates Motel
- Lizzie Mcguire
- Happy Days
- Silicon Valley
- Under The Dome
- American Dreams
- The Fall
- Gilmore Girls
- Deutschland 83
- Red Band Society
- The Goldbergs
- 8 Out of 10 Cats
- Would I Like To You?
- Penny Dreadful
- Grace and Frankie
- The Newsroom
- The Whispers
- ANZAC Girls
- Mr. Robot
- Nurse Jackie
- Lizzie Borden Chronicles
- The Americans
- Wayward Pines
- Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt
- The Returned
- The Slap
- Fresh Off The Boat
- Mozart In The Jungle
- 12 Monkeys
- Schitt’s Creek
- The Mindy Project
- Black Mirror
- House Of Cards
- A Place To Call Home
- The 100
- Chasing Life
- Married with Children
- Arrested Development
- Sons of Tuscon
- My Name is Earl
- Bomb Girls
- The Tudors
- Lost Girl
- The Book Group
- Orange is the New Black
- Malcolm in the Middle
- Dance Academy
- Being Human
- Raising Hope
- United States of Tara
- The Big Bang Theory
- Friday Night Dinner
- Fresh Meat
- The Inbetweeners
- Parks and Recreation
- Hart of Dixie
- The IT Crowd
- The Killing
- Gavin and Stacey
- Hotel Babylon
- Sleeper Cell
- The Office
- Drop Dead Diva
- Switched at Birth
- The Riches
- The Wonder Years
- The New Girl
- Gossip Girl
- Breaking Bad
- Mad Men
- Prison Break
- 30 Rock
- Jack & Bobby
- Dead Like Me
- Friday Night Lights
- Rescue Me
- How I Met Your Mother
- South Park
- It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia
And that’s just the half of it. I don’t think there were and repeats. But if you ever need something to binge watch, this is certainly a starting point.
What’s on your bucket list?
I have an ever long and ever changing/shifting bucket list. And it seems fitting to reassess my life goals in light of the new year. Here are just a few wants on my list. Some are simple, some are more challenging.
- Have my book published
- Write another book
- Get funding for a PhD
- Get into a PhD program that is right for me
- Learn to surf
- Get healthy
- Go to a dinosaur museum
- Be an extra in a movie or show
- Learn to spearfish
- Own a home and piece of land where I can have lots and lots of animals like donkeys, horses, llamas, lambs, dogs, cows and more.
- Adopt and/or foster children
- Get a job that allows me to travel and pay off my student loans
- Get lasik
- Get laser hair removal
- Start a nonprofit
- Take horseback riding lessons
- Have friends
- Become more flexible
- Fly first class
- Make someone’s wish come true
- Go cliff jumping
- Hang out by a serene waterfall
- Name a star
- Have my own private plane and/or helicopter
- Be in the fashion industry
- Learn to dive
- Go scuba diving
- Befriend an elephant
- Have one of my plays produced
- Have someone illustrate a comic book based off of one of my stories
- Have one of my stories turned into a film
- Learn to draw
- Live in a castle
- Learn to sew
- Go Ziplining
- Publish a cookbook
- Own a car
- Dance in the rain
- Hang glide
- Go to a haunted house
- Throw a themed party
- Go through a corn maze
- Witness a miracle
- Take singing lessons
- Take kickboxing lessons
- Learn to knit
- Learn to ride a bike
- Go parachuting
- Swim with dolphins
- Meet Harry Styles, cut off some of his hair and sell it on ebay for millions so I can afford to fund my bucket list.
CINE CRI ’15: II. International Film Studies and Cinematic Arts Conference on Cinema and Identity
CINE CRI ’15: II. International Film Studies and Cinematic Arts Conference will be held in Istanbul on JUNE 10 – 11, 2015 and organized by DAKAM (Eastern Mediterranean Academic Research Center) and hosted by Nazim Hikmet Cultural Center as a part of the Istanbul Art Studies Days Spring 2015.
CINE CRI ’15 on CINEMA and IDENTITY
The CINE CRI ’15 Conference aims to explore the representation of identities in cinema. Artistic and documentary works that make problematic the concept of identity within its political, ideological and historical correlations are in the scope of this year’s conference. Besides, the lived experiences related to cinema and the industry, not necessarily represented in films, may be addressed.
Identity has been one of the most scrutinized concepts in academic circles in recent years. It has been the topic of debates in a variety of fields and disciplines of social sciences, humanities and arts. Cinema has not been opted out of identity matters as film-makers have produced considerable number of works that are relevant to different dimensions of identity. Regarding the concept is constructed within discourse, difference and representation processes, film is a convenient space to be explored as a medium that both reflects and contributes to the construction and reconstruction of multiple identities that constitute an individual, i.e. the spectator.
IASD ’15: Istanbul Art Studies Days:
Istanbul Art Studies Days (IASD ’15) will also include CONTEMPART ’15 / IV. Contemporary Arts Conference (June 8-9) and CONTEMPHOTO ’15 / II. Contemporary Photography Conference (June 9-10) at the same place. Several keynote lectures, artist’s talks and additional events will be organized during Istanbul Art Studies Days and a registration ticket for only one of the conferences will offer free entry to all of the sessions of the three conferences. Each conference focusing on different topics, identity issues has been decided as the common theme of the IASD ’15.
The full papers are going to be available online in DAKAM’s digital library and to be published in the proceedings book with an ISBN number before the conference. The book will be sent to be reviewed for inclusion in the “Thomson and Reuters Web of Science’s Conference”
Professor David Martin-Jones from University of Glasgow and internationally recognised film director Yesim Ustaoglu (Identity and sense of belonging: Reflections on the cinema of Yesim Ustaoglu (from Journey to the Sun to Araf)) are going to be keynote speakers of the event.
Deadline for submission of abstracts: March 27, 2015
Deadline for registration: May 1, 2015
Deadline for full papers submission: May 8, 2015
CINEMA and IDENTITY
– Nation, nation-state and diverse ethnicities
– Migration, transnational and/or accented cinema
– Religion and religious groups
– Gender, women, LGBT identities
– Family, familial bonds
– Class and struggle
– Isolated or neglected identities
– Identity, culture and politics
– Local and global Identity
CINEMA and IDEOLOGY
– Ideology of a Film
– Public Life, society and cinema
– Film, Public Memory and Daily Life
– Art Movements
– Technology and Materials
– Communication Tools, Urban Space and Cinema
– Cinema from Psychological, Sociological and Psychiatrical Perspective
– Literature, screenplay and cinema
– Film Musics
ARTS and SOCIETY
– Director, Actor, screenwriter, art director, costume designer, sound designer: Artist as a Subject
– Characters, People and Identity
– Politics of Body in Space
– Social Stratification in Cinema as Gender, Sexuality, Class, Race, Ethnicity and Age
– Race and Affects of Racism
– Women, Art and Society
CINEMA and CITY
CINEMA and POLITICS
NATIONAL CINEMAS, HOLLYWOOD and ART-HOUSE CINEMA
REPETITION, PROGRESS and REFERENCE IN THE HISTORY OF FILM
TECHNIQUE and PRODUCTION
The conference will be held at Nazim Hikmet Cultural Center (NHKM – www.nazimhikmetkulturmerkezi.org) one of the most popular cultural centers in Istanbul.
Nazim Hikmet Cultural Center hosts several art and academic events in different disciplines every month. NHKM, named after one of the legendary modern Turkish poets – Nazim Hikmet, has been established in 1996 and located in Kadikoy. Kadikoy is a large and cosmopolitan district of Istanbul, facing the historic city centre on the other side of the Bosporus. With its numerous bars, cinemas and bookshops, Kadikoy can be regarded as the cultural centre of the Anatolian side of Istanbul.
The scientific committee consists of significant scholars, Asst. Prof. Dr. Levent Yilmazok – Mimar Sinan Fine Arts University, Prof. Julian Reid – University of Lapland, Asst. Prof. Ahmet Gurata – Bilkent University, Asst.Prof. Gal Kirn – Berlin Humboldt University, Asst. Prof. Tumay Arslan – Ankara University, Senior Lect. Andreas Treske – Izmir University of Economics, Asst. Prof. Andrea Meuzelaar – University of Utrecht
You can submit your abstract by entering the online registration system EASYCHAIR at
You will receive a reply to your proposal within three weeks following a double-blind review process.
I earned a place for Doctoral studies at some of the most prestigious and competitive universities in the world, but it all goes to waste if I can’t fund my studies. I deferred my place last year because I couldn’t get the funds together or at all for that matter. I figured, I’d take a year and hopefully things will come together.
But no one wants to give me PhD funding because my grades weren’t the best in undergrad due to my undiagnosed learning disabilities which influenced my grades in areas like math and science which I had to take for my journalism degree. Math, science and classes like Amish culture were completely irrelevant to my degree, but prerequisites are prerequisites. I’m told that in order to get funding my grades need to be the best of the best, but this doesn’t take into account my mitigating circumstances. Surely had I had the financial opportunity to get diagnosed earlier, I would have gotten the opportunity to learn ways to study and learn what worked for me. But alas, I didn’t have those opportunities and there go my funding chances.
Another reason no one wants to fund me is because my academic papers are not published in peer reviewed journals or academic journals, but every time I try and publish, I get told “we only accept published academics,” or I get told that I need to pay in order to get published. So let me get this right: I need money to publish so I can be a recognized academic so I can get PhD funding, but I can’t publish until I’ve been published and have the money? Maybe things work differently when you are already an established academic, but realistically speaking, how am I supposed to get started out? I was a journalist, but when applying for PhD funding, no one seems to care about journalism publications. Or at least this is what the rejection emails tell me.
Next step was to contact charities with grant applications. A list of charities was provided by my prior university, so I used that as a starting point. These are charities that are known to give student grants. And the response there has been dismal. Charities have been rude, mean, have told me to stop soliciting them, told me I’m not Palestinian enough or Arab enough. They’ve told me I don’t meet residency requirements, I don’t display financial hardship, I can’t provide up-to-date information about my disabilities, my grades aren’t good enough, I’m not involved enough or not Muslim enough. I’m too old. I’m too young. I’m too this, I’m too that. I’m not enough of this and not enough of that. One person even told me that it was “illegal” for them to give grants, when I know other students who have for a fact received grants from them. One person even replied saying “We don’t have any money. You probably have more money than our charity does.” Really, Really?! You want to go there. Okay, let’s go there. If you have consistent working plumbing, you have consistent heating in your house, don’t have to choose between paying your bills or buying food to eat, then trust me– you are way ahead of me.
Or what about the charity that tried to change my entire PhD topic of study, deeming my topic irrelevant and uninteresting. Firstly, I never asked for your advice on my topic of study, I asked for your sponsorship. Secondly, I have advising teams at each university that differ with you. Not only is my topic ever the more relevant, as it makes headline news regularly, but the top academics in my field believe it to be interesting, important and relevant. Thirdly, you may not know how academia works. For example: I can’t enroll in a music doctoral degree, get there and ask my advising team to support me in studying cryptozoology. Fourthly, you changed my ENTIRE topic. Meaning I would have to reapply all over again with a different proposal. And lastly, by changing every little thing about my topic, you made it your project and no longer mine.
Keep in mind that I am not harassing these people, charities, organizations, entities, etc. I send one email: A grant proposal. A university approved grant proposal. I don’t call, follow up, knock on their doors. I’m completely calm. And I’m not about to waste my life or time arguing with these ignoramuses.
Next, crowdfunding. Even though I have had limited success with crowdfunding. (By the way, I’m VERY grateful for the money I was able to raise. VERY!) Getting £1000 was not easy and almost impossible. I don’t know many people. The people that I do know don’t have money to spare. I’d even get emails in response to my crowdfunding that told me to give up, it was a waste of time, it’s never going to happen, that I need to not bother people, etc. I put myself out there. I tried. I got burned.
Tried the online scholarship search engines. I spend my life on those search engines. I qualify for nothing. Somehow, I don’t qualify for anything.
Even the Said scholarship set up for Palestinians won’t fund me unless I go to Oxford or Cambridge and even though there’s an academic at Cambridge who said he would take me on, I applied there twice and couldn’t get through the first round because my undergrad grades from 10 years ago in math and science were rubbish. I got rejected by Oxford three times for the same reason. (If you’re really polite, nice, desperate and willing to make contacts, lecturers/professor/staff will secretly tell you why you didn’t get in. Doesn’t work everytime, but you get lucky every so often.)
Bottom line- no one cares that I have learning difficulties. No one cares that the American education system is different than the British, European and Australian systems. No one cares that my overall undergrad GPA was a 3.12, but my GPA for my major and minor was a 3.67. No one care that my first MA was on a pass/fail basis. No one care that during my 2nd MA I became registered disabled due to some serious problems in my back that can’t be fixed, but only coped with.
No one cares that I went to the 4th most overpopulated high school in my state, or that my high school teachers told me I wouldn’t succeed to my face or that 9/11 happened during my sophomore year or that the devastation of 9/11 turned our sophomore curriculum upside down or that some of my classes didn’t have classrooms, books, set curriculums or that so many times our teachers gave up, walked out of class and stopped teaching, or that there were 50 students in my classroom or that my high school suffered from riots, bomb threats and at least one major fight a day or that I got bullied mercilessly or that all of these problems affected my learning experience.
When I got to my first year of undergrad I had no confidence, I thought I was dumb, I didn’t know how to study, I had never had to sit through a class longer than 40 minutes, I never had to write an assignment longer than two pages, I never had to use citations, I had never done a research paper, I never had to memorize information, I didn’t know I could get tested for learning disabilities, I didn’t know so many things. I spent most of the first two years of undergrad crying because undergrad hit me like a brick. High school in no way prepared me for undergrad and in comparison to the students in my class that had better academic upbringings, I could tell I was behind. No one cares that I can play a mean game of catch up. But catch up can’t change the past.
I worked my nerves to its ends and got into an Ivy League MA program, where again, I felt I had to play catch up because I was no longer studying journalism and entered into the wonderful world of Liberal Studies. I competed against students who had formal training in studying gender, culture and globalization. It was all new to me. I struggled, a lot. But I’m proud of what I accomplished there. And again I had to play catch up for my second MA as I competed against students who had their first degree is Middle Eastern Studies. Middle Eastern studies was a topic I read about in my spare time. I never studied it intensely or formally, I dabbled, but everyone else was way ahead of the game. I worked day and night, in spite of my medical difficulties and hardship to reach a level in which I finally felt my peers were finally my intellectual peers. I stumbled, A LOT, but no one gets points for most improved on their transcript. If only their were a module in which there were marks for effort, motivation, time spent, passion, determination and promise. If only I could get graded against myself as opposed to against my classmates. Or get a mark for moving my life across the planet by myself to another country, to a completely different educationally structured system and succeeding.
My motivation and ambition doesn’t count for anything on paper because there will always be someone with a perfect GPA or academic standing that gets ahead of me. These things will never show up on a transcript. And if there is anything I’ve learned it’s that transcripts are more important than letters of purpose.
I can’t provide up-to-date information on my disabilities because I haven’t seen a doctor since being back in America. I signed up for that whole Obamacare business and my application for health insurance keeps getting bounced around from office to office and no one seems to know when I will finally have health insurance or if I ever will. Whenever I ask what I should do if I’m sick, they say go to this and this doctor, but you’ll have to play out of pocket. Yup, can’t do that. I have no money. No income.
That no income part, my loan servicers don’t seem to believe that. Seeing as they are federal loans, you’d think they can check and see if I am employed or not via paying taxes, but maybe that’s asking too much. I have to pay back $130,000 in student loans starting in March because that is when my deferment period ends. I applied for unemployment deferment, got rejected and told to apply for income based repayment. Yeah, that’s going to be tough to do because there is no income to speak of.
Not because I don’t want an income. I have been applying for every type of job under the sun since May 2014. Even physical labor jobs which I know will only cause my disability to worsen. And guess what? I still can’t get a job. Signed up with recruitment and temp agencies, LinkedIn profile, Craigslist, Indeed, Simplyhired, Idealist– I get maybe 20 emails a day from different websites listing all these job opportunities. I apply and apply and apply and nothing. When I finally do get the chance at an interview, I set it up, date and time. I’m dressed and ready and pumped and every time they cancel on me with no prior notice.
Even though I have no job and I’m living off of my maxed out credit cards, I still somehow don’t qualify for food stamps, unemployment benefits or any other kinds of benefits. How did I manage that? How? Beats me!
Despite it all, I’m not bitter. I’m not angry. I’m upset, sure. I don’t expect a handout or pity. I’m not going to sit here and toot my own horn about how I’m an amazing human being or list all my good karma points. I’m far from perfect and I’m not entitled to anything in this world. But I want a fair fighting chance. I want more than what’s on paper to count. I want to live and not simply get by, but to really live.
I still remain optimistic that things will work out. I won’t stop trying and neither should you.
Opportunity: Look out, I’m coming for you!
Pretty Little Liars, how did I get hooked on you? I admit, I can’t give up on a murder mystery. I need to know “who done it.”
A few summers ago, like most summers, I found myself without friends or anywhere to go and so started my Netflix obsession.
I knew going into this whole Pretty Little Liars bit that it wasn’t going to be the most realistic show. I’ve held it all in for a really long time, but here it goes:
1. How has no one screamed pedophile yet? All these grown men being attracted to 15-16 year old girls. In the real world there would be much more of an uproar and investigations galore.
2. When are the liars going to finally graduate? It’s like Saved By The Bell all over again.
3. I could NEVER dress like that in high school. Some of the things they wear would violate so many dress codes.
4. Speaking of dresses. They’re in Pennsylvania. PENNSYLVANIA. It gets cold there. Really frigidly cold in the winter. Where are their layers? Their scarves and parkas and snowboots. Come on!!!
5. Since when are high school kids allowed to use cell phones so openly in school? Am I getting old or have the times seriously changed that much?
6. How does ‘A’ not work for the CIA? She/He knows everything. EVERYTHING. How?!?!
7. Where are their parents? Their parents never seem to be around? These chicks are dodging bullets, cars, explosions, police, and who knows what else and their parents are clueless. They leave for long periods of time on business trips or wherever knowing that their kids have been targeted in the past. If I were a parent, I would never let that child out of my sight with a psycho killer like ‘A’ on the loose.
8. The plot has become so intertwining and redundant. Change it up. Please. Reveal a massive surprise so I can fool myself into feeling the hours I’ve spent watching this weren’t to waste.
9. With all the stress, how is their hair not falling out? How have they managed to pass their classes? Do they even attend class anymore?
10. How do the liars have time for all of this? School takes up most of your day, then there are all the clubs and sports or whatever these girls are into. Then there is homework and after school jobs or tutoring. Where do they get the time to go around playing detective? How do they even have time to shower, sleep or eat?
11. How are these high school kids managing to outwit the police? The police keep falling for it, going with it, or playing dumb. I’m not sure anymore.
12. With all the madness going on in Rosewood, how have they not been swarmed with more cops, FBI, private investigators and whatever else it takes to calm that town down.
13. NO ONE gets an interview with Oxford that easily. Even with connections, there are protocols and applications. Even with an easy in, certain things need to happen paperwork wise before you show up for an interview. Spencer didn’t even know anything about the College system and it seems she has no idea what she wants to study. That doesn’t fly with me.
14. Your sister travels across an ocean to stay with you in your apartment and you leave her with some random flatmate and make no mention of it at all to her?
15. If the Hastings are as loaded as they appear to be, why does Melissa even need a flatmate? She should be able to afford living alone by now.
16. Melissa’s flatmate is a schoolteacher. Have you seen that apartment? No way that dude could afford that flat on a teacher’s salary. Maybe his family is rich too? If so, why doesn’t he live alone either?
17. The flatmate was way over the top. I haven’t been bothered enough to imdb him, but if he is British, his act was way over the top. If he wasn’t British and it was just the scriptwriter who thought up that dialogue, idk. I spent 1.5 years in the UK and haven’t met a person that staunch and irritating. Oh and that Oxford professor interviewer. That conversation was SO annoying, staged and unreal. Please don’t tell me anyone out there fell for it.
18. That vial blood that leaked out of Spencer’s purse- Are you sure it was just one tiny little tube? Because that was a lot of blood. Enough for 10 vials.
19. Radley is a dump. So much so that I imagine there would be some sort of medical ethics committee that would condemn that building.
20. Ashley, you silly goose. You made a regrettable mistake with the DiLaurentis dude, but really, your name is still in the mud after that whole being a murder suspect deal. What responsible mother, knowing her daughter can’t afford college tuition quits her job? I’d imagine she would or should have toughed it out until she found another job.
21. I think they are all crazy suspicious. Everyone is a suspect. Everyone could have been ‘A’ or on the A-team at one point. So let’s arrest them all. The entire town.
22. Hefty Hanna: They really couldn’t get a more realistic fat suit or something? It looks like all they did was stick a pillow under her shirt. They really could have tried a little more than that.
23. If the writers of the show go all LOST on me and end the series by telling me that they are all dead and this is hell or if they are all crazy in Radley imagining this up or worse yet that they are all still in the barn having their sleep over before school starts and this was all a crazy dream— then I’m done.
That being said, I’m still going to watch PLL because I started it and now I have to finish it, no matter how painful and cookoobananas this has all gotten.