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Wednesday, July 12, 2006
12:06 AM
One of the fictional characters closest to my heart is Peyton Sawyer, the blonde cheerleader from One Tree Hill tv show. Of all the characters in there, I can relate to her the most. She has this somewhat hidden artistic side in her that only a few people can see. She doesn't take a crap from everybody and exerts her own individuality. Sometimes, I wish I could be more like her. I envy her for a lot of reasons. For one, she has her whole house in Tree Hill all to herself since most of the time, his father is away and would only come home once a year for around a week or two. She has her own car which means she can go anywhere she wants to go. She can sketch a whole lot better than me. Her art is the mirror of her life. It's like the small door that's opening to her soul. I pity her though because in the show, [spoiler ahead so beware, OTH fans] she is confused about his feelings for this certain boy who happens to be his ex-boyfriend's half brother. Small world, huh? On top of that, Brooke Davis, her bestfriend, flirted with the object of his affection and ended up falling for her bestfriend. Talk about bad luck. Well, you really can't blame Brooke if it's in her nature to be that way. I really think I am discussing irrelevant things since I assume that whoever reads this blog is not a fan of the said show. Anyway, I love Peyton so much that I have downloaded all her 14 podcasts into Pretzel. I love the way she mixes sarcasm and sincerity in her. The way she describes as she feels things makes me feel like somehow, I feel her pain at that very moment. If I were to alter the script of the show, I would prefer that she and Lucas [the guy he truly loved throughout the show] end up together because after all, she did notice something in Lucas that Brooke never saw when he was still "invisible." :)
