Video of them here:
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Except it did.
There should be a law.
Did someone pee in these writers corn flakes or something? I just don't understand why so much time was spent on nothing important (even the death of the big evil guy lasted forevah!) the humanity, unrequited love, and the most important was the 'grey' areas that were ignored instead of those things being explored. Adding more episodes was useless in my opinion if those areas aren't addressed. SO much was left to the imagination (which I don't usually have a problem with *ahem* Buffy), the problem is that the things that made this show good were left...to...go...no...where. I can play the story in my head, but there was only closure for YW (sketchy closure), with everybody else put into a neat little box without a clear motivation for being excited about that STUPID frackin' box. WHY would JJ be happy to marry painter guy? Where was her realization she wanted to be there? Where did DS's jealousy disappear to? I don't care if they were together in the end because DS was put in his box all happy like, but I needed them to close the DS/JJ box. I needed that. Now I am just a foaming at the mouth pissed off mess because I COULD HAVE WROTE THAT SH*T BETTER. It is obvious the couple they wanted...got it dude....I GOT IT, but I need to know why the other door was closed. I want to know how DS can live to ignore the one person other than SS and YW that saved his bum over and over again. I need to know how JS can look at DS as her savior when YW basically was responsible for everything that she had. She did nothing with her Pier One without him/JJ. I need that closure, and a flashback behin-the-scenes isn't going to give it to me.
1. Boring ass story about some stupid plant, inject a proper Dong Soo and expect the stupid to hold my attention. Oh YEA they added Choi Rip in there too (ooooh sizzling!).
2. Story stolen by an assasin who obviously isn't going for any modeling shoots anytime soon, oh and add to that he is a drunkard that kills all the time, he just acquired the best daughter ever, saves her (and mom) several times, and for an encore fries his arrow hole with a log so he can go on to take care of his daughter. PLUS he kicked the Qing dude's ass, who didn't want to do that??? He kicks this stories ass on so many levels with his silent love for Ji, his silent love of his daughter (who might not be his daughte), that it makes me his willing servant.
Dong Soo and his plant, needles, new loyalties, and proper speech can go jump off a bridge somewhere. Poor Woon would miss him so much, but if he really wants to act stupid over the least liked character since 'cigerette man' on The X-files then so be it.
In the case of City Hunter maybe the ending caused me to want this. I am glad that it ended open-ended in a way, it increases the things that can happen in my head. Expanding on these types of things is a good thing, and it could 'theoretically' come back at a later date. *stomps* BUT BUT BUT I can't force YS, in my head/story, to take Nana up against a wall! Random chick? Yes. Nana? No. Is it to much to ask? Ugh! So unfortunate for me, and Nana too. It is all lovey in my head...and it makes me wanna throw something heavy & breakable. HOW am I suppose to get over my obsession & put this craving for contact to bed? Literally.
It is kinda like when I would read OC stories for shows before, and it would freak me out. Like Spike/Buffy as an example (before the show went crazy putting them together), and it would ring so OOC that I couldn't even follow beyond a certain point. Porn is good, but it has to be in context or it is just horndogging to be horndogging (yes, I am aware this word is not a real word).There has to be a reason folks would allow that sanctity between each other. So far YS and NN in my head aren't down for anything like that yet.
Putting The Past to Rest...
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It took a long time for him to accept that he didn’t kill Young Joo, and a part of him would never believe he doesn’t hold the blame for what happened. Young Joo’s father was his responsibility too. He didn’t push him over the ledge, but his words did what his hands did not. Just like his father was guilty for orchestrating the deaths of innocent lives, he too was guilty of pushing Shik off that bridge. If there was one thing he learned from the beloved prosecutor it was to be honest about everything inside. Young Joo when the prosecutor was faced with taking his father down, he didn’t finish the job, and City Hunter did. Yoon Sung watched Young Joo to see how he would handle the worst in his father. It was only fair that Yoon Sung show the worst in his father too. Young Joo admitted that the law lost in the end. His honest admission right before his death made City Hunter push for truth, no matter how hard it was for him to accept. City Hunter was able to lay his guilt to rest knowing that he carried out the last wish of the prosecutor. City Hunter used his own hands in lieu of Young Joo's to dole out justice for him. Young Joo didn’t deserve to die, but he died doing what he believed in above all else, even his own life.
After his father was killed, Yoon sung quietly said goodbye to everybody then went back to Thailand to forever lay Poo Chai to rest. He tried to lay all his demons down with Poo Chai, but he would always have scars from the memories here. “Let’s do this together. I don’t know where the end is, but if we do this together, it won’t be lonely. I won’t leave you to be lonely anymore. I don’t think there’s anyone for me but you.” He thought about her then, taking out her picture just like when he lived here as Poo Chai. Kim Nana had no idea about that history, but he knew when he would reveal it. His speech was already written in his head for their ceremony. They would meet again soon, when the time for both of them was right, and he could look at himself as worthy of her.
Kim Nana would dream about that moment. The look in his eyes, his determination, and acceptance haunted her these months waiting for him to come back to her. Sleeping with those nightmares was next to impossible so she would stay awake as long as she could to keep them away. He almost took away the one thing she couldn't live without. Shaking away from those desperate moments in time she recalled their happier moments, the few times when they were able to laugh with each other. The times sitting beside him comfortably quiet, even with all the evil around him pulling him in different directions, those calm times were a happy memory. When Yoon Sung left to get everything together for their family in America, she knew that he had to shake off the corruption, hate, and anger that still surrounded him to this day. Her most recent memory with him would comfort her forever…
All around them streets were flooded from rain that was still pouring, but all they knew was each other. YS leaned down to her giving her soft kisses on her face, but he didn’t stop until he was kneeling in front of her. Yoon Sung held up the ring his mom gave him in silent appeal. The gold band twisted with time, caught the light perfectly as Nana saw it for the first time. In wide eyed wonder, before she could get the words formatted in her head to answer his unspoken question, she bobbed her head up and down rhythmically. He was leaving her tomorrow, and she didn’t know when she could join him. She would wait for him forever, and with this ring he was promising to wait for her too. “Will you,” he started collected his thoughts and finishing with, “marry me.” Nana hoarsely said “yes,” still nodding in amazed acceptance. He was alive even after saving his father, her, and Jun Pyo’s soul. He saved everybody, wanted nothing in return, and still had innocence inside enough to ask for something that had always been his He framed her face with his big strong hands, and kissed her deep. At the time all she could think was ‘this is how it is supposed to be’. She was here for him there was no other explanation. All the tears, blood, and tragedy was for them to be able to love this deep. If there was a reason for everything, then that was the only reason she could think of. He asked her to join him because he needed her, and wanted her around him. He knew about her father though, and knew that she could not leave, but when his beautiful mouth said 'when you can. I will wait for you, like you waited for me.” The Bear Nana inside her wanted to throw everything away right then. Right at that moment she only cared about him. Almost losing that proved to her that she wouldn't, no couldn't ever be without him.
Nana smiled at Da Hye in gratitude for the coffee, nodding slightly to acknowledge the depth of her gratitude for the condolences of her father's death. Her father's death was a relief, harsh as those thoughts were, they were her true feelings. She loved her father so much, and for so long fought hard for him to live, she was so tired of fighting. Her mother and father were together again finally. The only comfort she needed now was a good night’s rest, which only his strong arms could give her. It felt like forever that they had been separated she was looking forward to seeing him whole, and alive just to stop the nightmares for good. His text came early the morning of her father’s passing saying only, 'The wait is over. Airport noon.”
Hope he is OK, and can continue with the drama Warrior Baek Dong Soo without any more problems.
Every second ticked louder as she waited. It had been a long night waiting for the doctors to tell her he was stable and would live. He was going to live. She willed it to be so, and her will hadn't failed her often in the past. It introduced her to Yoon Sung by forcing her hand in the car that night. Her will to get her phone back saved her father's life. To be more exact Lee Yoon Sung saved her father's life. She couldn't count how many times that man saved her so the least she could do was will him to live now.
Finding out that Yoon Sung's father was the president she swore an oath to protect was shocking to her. The thought of what he went through alone scorched her insides like hot coffee. She wanted so bad to go back two days when he was sitting alone in his car force her way into his space to support him. He needed her, but she left him alone. He was always alone. If she could pull her life around him like a support blanket she would gladly give her life to do it. She knew the minute that she fell in love with him. It had less to do with Yoon Sung saving her life than her fear that he wouldn't be anymore. She had to make that clear to him that day. She would rather die than have him save her by sacrificing himself. She deplored her weakness with this man. He was beautiful, and ruff around the edges of his barely held together sanity. She loved him. She thinks of her parent's marriage. Did they feel this way? A part of her hopes that they did feel this strong urge to protect. This love she felt was poetic. The type of love that lyrics were wrote about.
She hated it.
He was dying in the next room, and all she could do was sit here and WAX fucking poetic about their love.
She wanted to flip him, throw him around, rip him open like all his injuries did. How dare he make her love him. How dare he say he would come back to her. How dare he leave her alone. How dare he not turn around when she tried to force his hand. Most of all, though, how dare he try to save this messed up world instead of saving her love...
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I will have more time for school now I guess. *sniffle* this bites no lie.