The Blair Waldorf/Anna Karenina identity crisis.

Gossip Girl. The alliteration that has sparked a large following since its tv debut.

I must admit, I am a follower, hence why I'm typing this whilst searching 'where to buy Blackberry 9630 in Australia' and watching the latest episode of Gossip Girl (that is available on tv in Australia since I refuse to watch more recent episodes on my 15 or so, inch laptop).
*Yes, the Blackberry 9630 is Blair's phone in season 5.

It's hard to imagine that a raunchy episode of 'Gossip Girl' could cause one to read more challenging, classic books. Meet 'Anna Karenina'.
Blair Waldorf's elegant, sophisticated choices have resulted in her using them as the basis for roleplay (strange, yet exciting.)

Where do these two draw a connection that's more than a one-liner?
Season 5.

'Anna Karenina' by Leo Tolstoy, is about a high-society woman, clad with dark-brown hair, a pale complexion, desirable figure and dark-brown eyes. She's a temptress, a seductress, yet she maintains a level of class and ladylike qualities. Sound familiar? Gossip Girl fans would automatically think of none other than Blair Waldorf.

Anna Karenina is married and falls in love with a mysterious man, one who's totally off-limits, yet he appeals to the likes of many. Dark brown hair, mysterious, a gentleman full of passion. His name is Vronsky, you thought of Charles Bartholomew Bass (Chuck Bass).

Blair Waldorf and Chuck Bass have a very destructive, passionate love, a great love, a force that cannot be stopped, as do Anna and Vronsky.

As we near the season finale, there are similarities between the two stories that have presented themselves in the show: SPOILER ALERT.

1. Blair Waldorf's 'Prince Charming', is only in the marriage for show, accepting that she does not truly love him, as she does Chuck. However, Blair must keep up appearances and pretend to be his 'faithful wife', other than that, she is no longer of interest to him.
   Anna Karenina and Blair share this in common, once her husband, Alexei, finds out about her affair with Vronsky, he creates the exact same contract.
   
2. Chuck and Blair's destructive love. They cannot be together, they cannot be apart, once they finally can be together, odds aren't in their favour, a major similarity with Anna and Vronsky.
   
3. A baby. Blair's pregnant with Louis' baby, Anna was, with Vronsky's. These babies put a strain on the couples, Blair's baby is not Chuck's, therefore she struggles to choose between Chuck and Louis and Anna's baby is Vronsky's, despite her dire need to be with Vronsky, she cannot be, since Alexei refuses to divorce her.
   

Forbidden romance, it's a given, these two tragic couples are peas in a pod.

The Lazy Writer Who Does Nothing.

It's a little bit embarrassing to have only one of two bloggers fill a blog with content.
It's downright shameful when the slacker of the two is the unemployed one who doesn't even have a learner's license.

Oh no there goes my dirty little secret; I'm a big lazy slob.

You'd think with all my free time I could jot a few words of wisdom for the internet, but no.

Fear not though, I come to this blog bearing gifts. Mildly amusing, bite-sized anecdotes!

Change? Yes.

'Love quotes'.
First off, the writers of this 'blog' (yes, two people counts. I can still use the term 'writers') are two lonely, well at least one obviously is (Guess who! *cough cough* Anna.), loveless people, so why torment ourselves anymore?

Quite frankly, this is getting out of hand. These love quotes are cheesy and put me off love altogether.

"Beauty is more than meets the eye."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

"Eyes are a window to the soul."

Hold on just one second, why does everything have to do with eyes?

I am severely short sighted and without my glasses, nothing meets my eye! Does that mean that I find beauty in everything? If so, then doesn't that just lower the value of me saying that something is beautiful because I'd use the word 'beautiful' as an adjective for everything?
So isn't that implying that if I refer to something as 'ugly', it is in fact, special to me?

Being severely short sighted, does this mean that I cannot see beauty? It is 'in the eye of the beholder', after all. I guess that I will be doomed to see ugliness forever.

Eyes? A window to the soul?
No wonder why I'm agnostic!
If I can't see people's souls, then isn't that a valid case for me being unable to relate to religions because they all emphasise how important your soul is and seeing as I cannot see into people's eyes, I cannot tell if they have a soul or not!
Also, doesn't that mean that I'M a soulless being, seeing as my eyes should be a window, yet my optometrist said they're askew, hence my sight issues!

I find these love quotes very inconsiderate and prejudiced.

The dreaded 'love quote app' has been replaced with a 'page view counter'. At least now I can see how often Marianne and I visit the site.

I'll leave you all now with a pickup line:

My name is Justin...
Just incredible.

Enjoy.
Don't use it, you won't get laid. Just saying.

Anna.

I've always wondered...

1. Why am I alive?
2. Why don't I ever know how I feel?
3. How do we learn to speak?
4. ^^ and how do we even understand what each word means? Like, how do you define the word 'the'?
5. Why do I hate hiphop/rnb so much?
6. Why am I the way that I am?
7. Will I ever be content?
8. How do I even find out what I want in life?
9. Will I ever be stable enough to pursue a relationship with someone without freaking out about them being 'too close' or 'invading my space'?
10. Will I ever understand the mechanics of my brain?
11. Who created the internet and how?
12. Why do I feel extremely uncomfortable around people that I should be comfortable around? Family. >.>
13. Why am I afraid to fail?
14. Will 2012 be the end of the world?
    
15. ^^ Why does that not scare me?

And the one question that has been plaguing my mind for some time now:

Is the guy that I like/like/I don't know anymore, reading my tumblr posts? Everytime I post something about how confused I am by his actions, he, conveniently, fixes that?
I guess it might just be coincidental? If not, then he has read some pretty fantastic stuff about himself. Yes, I have a tendency to get very 'passionate' about those that I'm in 'like' with.

Oh well.

I guess those questions will never be answered. Well, maybe one.

Anna.

Catch my disease, it's called 'confusion'.

Confused?
These days, everyone is.

Am I gay? Do I want to be a 'dottoré'? Do I enjoy bowling?
I know the answer to these questions, it's fairly simple: No.

There is one question, however, that has plagued my mind for many years now:
Where do I want to be in ten years?

Well, I could tell you that I want to be married to the man of my dreams, my perfect guy and have a stable job that I love, that's true, but there are still issues with this. Sure, the 'being married and blissfully in love' is something I can't control, but my occupation is.

I don't know what I want to do, in specifics.
I enjoy business and its complexity, however, I also enjoy the creative side and advertising.

Being a libran definitely does not help.

In relation to being 'married to my dream guy', to be quite honest, I don't know what kind of guy I want, I suppose I'll leave that up to fate?

My usual 'go-with-the-flow' methods have never failed me, so I guess I'll stick to them.

When I'm surrounded with certainty, I, myself become uncertain. It's complex, I'm confused and I can't sleep.

To everyone else who's confused, saluté and may we all find some stability in life.
Ann3a