Sunday 29 January 2012

Desperate Housewives: S8 Conspiracy theories.

So, you may not know, but I'm quite the fan of Desperate Housewives. Nothing like doing the ironing or eating my Pot Noodle whilst watching Dave Williams attempt to his insanity, Susan freaking out over Mike and Katherine, Lynette having problems with her son, Bree battling with her future son in law and Gabrielle persuading Carlos to take a job that'd leave them rolling in money again. I'm on Season 5, in case you haven't guessed. Not only that, but once a week I look forward to a new episode from S8 not only online but also now (albeit slightly behind) on E4. However, I'm incredibly gutted that S8 is DH's last. Season 8 is not my favourite season from what I've seen so far, for a number of reasons:

1. I get that getting all four of the 'wives involved in the big season mystery is a good thing to do for the final season, but jeez, for the first couple of episodes, it felt like it was going to be a hideously depressing season.
2. Susan Delfino - For God's sake woman, get a grip! The way she's been acting up until the last episode I've seen (not yet been shown over here) has been driving me nuts. I get she feels guilty and all that, but her behaviour just continuously wound me up. What the hell would she have been like if she killed Gaby's stepfather?
3. Bree's sudden change of character -  Not entirely sure why Bree's turned all Edie Britt on herself all of a sudden, not entirely sure where it's going either.
4. Lynette and Tom - The one thing I loved about Tom and Lynette was the fact they were they only couple on the show that never split up...until the end of the last season. Again, not sure what's going on there either, but the fact they haven't actually gotten divorced makes me wonder whether they'll get back together before the end.
One thing any regular DH fan will agree on is the fact that anything can happen on Wisteria Lane. Hell, we've had suicides, terrorism, murders, kidnapping, hostages, fires, natural disasters, plane crashes - you name it, it's happened. So, I'm trying to come up with some theories as to how the show will end, which I thought I'd share. Although I'd like to make a disclaimer by saying that these are just ideas. I'd be very shocked if one of these things happened.

1. The last scene of the final episode cuts back to Mary Alice holding the gun to her head and it turns out everything that happened throughout the last 8 years (well, 13 if you include the 5 year leap) was a 'what if' thing. That'll either lead to her pulling the trigger with it ending, or putting the gun down and going to spill everything to the girls.

2. Things will come out about the murder the four leads covered up, which will perhaps lead to some sort of messy suicide pact. The final episode will end depressingly with all four leads ending their lives just as Mary Alice did - and maybe see them all meeting up for coffee in the afterlife. (Probably the most unlikely to happen, seeing as Marc Cherry has reportedly said there's no plans to kill off any of the four leading ladies).

3. All four leads will 'move on' in some way - most likely by leaving Wisteria Lane for one reason or another.

Judging by things I've read on various websites, I think these all seem pretty unlikely. According to a site I read earlier, a major character will die - if Marc Cherry has stated the four leads won't die, then my money is on a husband - maybe Tom Scavo? Think about it, perhaps there'll be an indication of him and Lynette getting back together, and it'll end badly. Who knows. Although, another spoiler reveals that Mrs McCluskey's cancer returns, although she's not really a major character, she's still a regular and personally, I think she's quite a good character.
There's also still the issue of who sent the "I know what you did..." note. My money's on Felicia Tillman if I'm honest - yes, I know she crashed her car into a truck at the end of S7, but it was never actually confirmed that she was dead. She would have knew about the original note - so maybe...although that doesn't explain why she'd have beef with Bree and the others.

Only one way to find out I guess...

Friday 27 January 2012

The impossibility of finding a psychology career when you hate people, early starts and working in teams.

Remember in September when I said something about university misery bingo? Well, put it this way, I've given up on that concept given the fact that most of those things, I've lost count of how many times I've done them. Particularly the quitting thing.

I'm trying so hard to keep reiterating the fact that it's 18 months to go, if that. And also, take comfort in the fact that most students say the second year is the hardest. I fricking hope so. It all started once I went back after Christmas, I think just being at home for 2 weeks really put into perspective for me how unhappy I am at university. Anyway, the first few weeks, I couldn't care less. I did the bare minimum of course, but as for turning up to lectures...pah, not worth the time. I've been trying to take it slow the last couple of weeks, gradually building up to trying to get back into a full routine again. Someone in my counselling lecture actually said to me when I told her that just a day off once a week would make things so much easier: "why not just have a day off?" So I did. I think I did quite well this week, aside from today, but in my defence, that 7am alarm is just horribly depressing.

Anyway, what I've discovered lately is that I'm probably not the best person to become a counsellor. Not at the moment anyway. I discovered this last year, but I gradually got round to thinking that after just a few things I could work my way into a career from it - now, I'm absolutely 100% sure it's not for me. Mainly for the same reasons I talked about before, but also for a reason that I've discovered quite recently.

Basically, my counselling class is at 9am on a Wednesday morning. 9 till 11. I have work at 12, so by the time I get home, there's about 10-20 minutes I've got free, and most of that time is spent getting changed and sorting my stuff out. Then I work till 5.40, usually home by 6, and by the time you've had dinner and all that crap, the day is over. That's a lot to cram in for one day, and before you give me a mental slap round the face and yell at me that I need to grow up because that's what the real world's like, but when you're as miserable as I am at uni, you value pretty much any free time you have.

So, sometimes, it's nice not to go in, not because I have a lie in or anything (although the fact it's cold, dark and horrible out and your bed isn't), but because it's just nice to have a spare couple of hours before I have to go to work where it gets quite busy and stressful.

Not only that, but (now I don't know if this is just me not being a morning person, or my personality, or if this happens with everyone) I've noticed, at 9am in the morning, I don't want to talk to anyone. A hello and a quick chat with your classmates and the people you're friends with, fine, but when they want you to do skills work, just...no.

Not only do I not want to get into stuff that's fairly personal (or think up something that I've repressed or whatever, depends on events of the previous week), but I don't particularly have the energy to be attentive either. I can sit there and nod and stuff, but as a counsellor you're supposed to paraphrase and what not, and that requires actually listening.

I don't know if I'm just at a point again where I have no idea what I want to do. Every psychology career at the moment just seems like it's not for me. Research jobs - they usually involve you working with groups, I hate group work. Counselling - self explanatory. Clinical settings - I've been told I'm too timid. Yes, really. Most people think it, but they never have the courage to say it to my face, so kudos for that at the very least.

Anyone have any career ideas when I finally recieve my degree after three sordid years? Answers on a postcard.