Binge Watching Was Ruining My Life So I Did Something About It
Lights off, shows queued, popcorn freshly popped—we've all gone down the rabbit hole of binge watching, getting lost for hours and hours in new worlds, only to be yanked out by Monday mornings or ~adult responsibilities or real world interaction (a.k.a. Mom begging for us to at least take a shower).
I've lost count of how many weekends (or nights, like when Stranger Things came out on Netflix) I spent binge watching my shows, a growing list that I keep track of using an Excel file. (Yes, I’m old school! Apps just don't do it for me, not since GetGlue discontinued its services.)
It was the ultimate me time, and I delighted in being updated on everything and ticking off episodes from my list.
I remember the weekend I binged on Downton Abbey and The Walking Dead. When Lady Sybil died and turned gray, I was fully expecting her to turn into a zombie and I was so worried about who would have to take her out. It took a few seconds for me to realize that no, that's a completely different story and all the binge watching must've turned my brain into mush.
On the other hand, there were also countless times when I couldn't remember the most significant details just a few days after binge watching a show. I remember plowing through Daredevil season one and wishing that I didn't because I lost most of the details along the way. It felt like 13 hours of awesomeness, but I couldn't even begin to describe it to other people to convince them it's worth 13 hours of their lives as well.
Don't get me wrong—I'm absolutely grateful that bingeing on all six seasons of Gossip Girl is a reality with our third world country's internet speed. But taking shows one episode at a time is also something to be celebrated and returned to. It gives the viewer time to breathe and think about what just happened, and discuss theories and feelings with friends (see: the extremely polarizing Walking Dead season seven premiere).
It's tough when everything's a click away, but there's a reason why delayed gratitude tastes so sweet.ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
So now that's what I'm doing with new shows like Westworld (every episode is worth a second or third viewing!), Class (the Doctor Who spinoff with Sunny Dale vibes and a touch of Misfits' humor), This Is Us (perfect balance of drama and surprises every week), and No Tomorrow (the best rom-com on TV in a long time).
Taking time to savor every episode, like you would a meal, makes for a fuller and richer experience.
But don't get me wrong—binge watching is definitely still on the menu for special occasions, especially if it's been years since my last bite. You can bet I'll be in my rabbit hole when Gilmore Girls comes out this month and Sherlock next year!
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Imagine you are holding a photograph. There, there you are. A 5-year-old you is being carried by her momma and papa while holding your rag dolls. That innocent, charming little girl is looking at you and said, "Where are you now?"
Life is filled with several U-turns and unexpected twists of events and during these times in which silver spoons are nowhere to be found: Our families ensure we still get and experience the best as we survive this pandemic. Here's my song, I wrote back 2 years ago entitled: "Won't Let You Cry" and take time to honor and appreciate our parents as they are the biggest front liners in our lives throughout the years.
If you're still single now, there are probably a a lot of questions running in your head. But being on your own for a long time helps you discover more about yourself. It's more than just freedom or independence. It's facing the world with so much courage. It's trying to make the most of your life without having to depend on someone. It's being happy on your own and loving yourself with all that you are.
We've been chasing love only to realize that it's not gonna work out that way. The right time will come that you will be blessed with the one you deserve. The one who also prayed to be with you. The one who will make you believe in love again. Let life surprise you. Hang in there.
The most thrilling and delightful moment of any school day is opening up your baon during breaks. There is always so much excitement in unveiling your homemade meal and snacks housed inside matching heat-insulating containers. Because preparing packed meals is an age-old tradition of showing parental love, loved ones pour effort into curating a nutritious meal accompanied by a selection of side dishes, desserts, and beverages daily; it reminds us that we are being taken care of, even from far away.
Baon plays a significant role in a Filipino childhood. Almost every Filipino child comes to school with baon made especially for them by their parents or household helpers. Even Filipinos in the labor force continue to bring baon for varying reasons: to save money, recycle leftovers, cater to personal taste, or attend to special needs. Nonetheless, eating your baon is a heart-warming experience that allows Filipinos to bring a piece of home along with them wherever they go.
Even other cultures practice making packed lunch. In Japan, mothers create bento--Japanese meals in partitioned boxes. Because of the popularity of bento, trends have emerged, such as the Kyaraben, or character-themed bento. Naturally, Japanese parents and students began competing for who had the cutest and tastiest bento, and this is similar to what I have witnessed in my own childhood. I remember seeing my classmates sharing their snacks and lunches. They would compare and boast about their parents' or yayas’ cooking. In my case, I never had the chance to join in the competition or indulge in homemade cooking. Up until this day, I have never brought any baon to school.
For a long time, I envied others. As trivial or petty as it may seem, not having baon became a problem for my grade school self. During that time, I had to sit in a separate cafeteria away from my friends because the kids who bought food were assigned to sit elsewhere. You could consider me spoiled, but I wanted to experience something most kids did. I had food at home, so what made it so hard to bring some with me to school?
Now that I am on my final year in high school I have come to realize the benefits of purchasing my own food. Since I spent on food everyday, I learned to budget my allowance at a young age. Over the years, I learned to practice self-control whenever I wanted to eat more greasy fries and drink sweetened beverages. I have tasted the strangest viands at the school cafeterias, and I have repeatedly satiated myself over my latest delicious discoveries. Despite the struggles, I am thankful that I have never had baon because of what I have learned. Not to mention, I never had to experience eating cold food.
Literally to begin with, I am writing with little shaky hands because this is the last time I went for a vacation like most of us must have and can’t plan any for now. The coronavirus outbreak has compelled us to stay at home for our safety and others in the vicinity.
I remember how I penned down my year 2020 to be the most remarkable year of my life in the hope of doing everything I desired for a long time and overcoming few obstacles. Whilst planning things ahead, I forgot to truly value all of things in the present.
I remember being chipper and grateful for my last summer vacation but now I feel I should’ve valued each and every moment. Considering the current gnarly situation, I want each one us to motivate ourselves to look for a positive side and to make the most of our time no matter the situation.
Make a promise to yourself that you won’t give up in these circumstances and reckon that there are a lot of good things for us in the store. We’ll have the most amazing season of our life post pandemic. Let’s accept for the change and become the change. Propagate love and only love.