sex and the city..

I was watching the last few scenes of SATC on youtube and my skin broke into goosebumps as Mr. Big finally found his soulmate. I think its great that people find their soulmates, or think they have (while that lasts). Their joy is something special and it warms my heart to see them happy together. Ofcourse, one hopes that the couple is not one of those annoying, attached at the hip type and that you like both the people, otherwise its hard to be friends with just one of them. (I will spare everyone my never ending bitter rantings about annoying couples and the tragedy of third-wheeling.)

Anyway, returning to SATC. Mr. Big's real name is John!?!?!?!?! How anticlimactic is that? I think he should have stayed unnamed. Mr. Big, Mr. Darcy... for some truly tremendous guys no first name can do justice. (Although, Mr. Darcy's first name was Fitzwilliam, which I like! :P)

I am really looking forward to shipping out of Chucktown. There is no sense in trying to analyze some things, I don't know what I need to learn from my time in Charleston. What I did learn is that one has to face disappointments in life with equanamity and that I am still not good at that.