Walking In Clouds

( I didn't want to watch the fifth season of One Tree Hill... )

Today I've watched 16th episode of OTH (once again!). It was the best episode since... hell, I don't know since when. Since always, I guess. Well, maybe this one when Nathan was in hospital and he lived Lucas' life - it was funny qui pro quo. I like it. But this... it was priceless. Dan shooting Keith, Brooke realizing that she does not know people with whom she spends her life, Nathan and Haley... And I totally loved the ending. God, it was so... touche. Beautiful. And I find it great for Supernatural too.

Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred...

How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives? Or did we seek it out and embrace it?

What happened to us? That we now send our children into the world like we send our young men to war, Hoping for their safe return but knowing that some will be lost along the way...

When did we lose our way?

Consumed by the shadows,swallowed whole by the darkness.......

Does this darkness have a name?

Is it your name?

Great. So I did this:


  

I just can't believe... I've watched a trailer for next week's OTH episode. And I've got a feeling that it's gonna be kick-ass... There're gonna kill someone? And maybe Peyton, huh? Well, I'm not ok with that - for some time Peyton was the one with some sense of humor, I don't know, I like her too much. She's smart, she has amazing talent and lovely hairs and I'm just not ok with her dying! So I hope that she'll be ok. Why won't they kill someone instead of her, like, I don't know, Brooke, maybe? Not Haley, guess I like her too (and who would sing then?). Not Nathan - he's too handsome. And not Mouth - he's too funny. Yeah. So.

And it's just a matter of a week until next SN episode... Can't wait. Finally some hints about Papa Winchester... Guess I'm into such stuff like retrospection and all this things, memories, mysteries and action (yeah, right - me? No way!). Is this an addiction? I think so.

Winter and snow. God, I hate that thing. Really. It's cold, it's wet, I'm going crazy with that white color (I'm gonna hate that color and I'm gonna change all my wardrobe! To hell with white blouses!). And my trousers are always wet and all in the salt, dirt, mud and God-knows-what else. Yuck. How much longer 'till the spring?!