老友记第八季

到第八季对罗斯的讨厌程度已经到达了顶点了

还能再磨叽再自私再猥琐一点嘛。。。。

知道最后他跟瑞秋还会在一起，因为“他们是罗斯和瑞秋啊”

可惜我看了8季都没看出来他们到底哪里相配了。。。互补嘛？？

我也没看出来罗斯到底比瑞秋开始的那个牙医未婚夫好在哪里？？

可能高一点？？帅一点？？

大约看到第5季的时候，觉得瑞秋根本就是女版的乔伊嘛。。停留在第八季，那样该多好。。。

0909帅的掉渣的皮特

Years ago, when I was backpacking across Western Europe, I was just outside Barcelona, hiking in the foothills of mount Tibidabo. I was at the end of this path, and I came to a clearing, and there was a lake, very secluded, and there were tall trees all around. It was dead silent. Gorgeous. And across the lake I saw, a beautiful woman, bathing herself. but she was crying...
I hesitated, watching, struck by her beauty. And also by how her presence; the delicate curve of her back, the dark sweep of her hair, the graceful length of her limbs, even her tears, added to the majesty of my surroundings. I felt my own tears burning behind my eyes, not in sympathy, but in appreciation of such a perfect moment.
She spied me before I could compose myself. But she didn't cry out. Instead our eyes held and she smiled, enigmatically, fresh tears still spilling down her cheeks. I was frozen. I knew nothing about this woman, and yet, as we stood on opposite sides of a pool of water, thousands of miles from my own home and everyone I had ever known, I felt the most intense connection. Not just to her, but to the earth, the sky, the water between us. And also to the entirety of mankind. As if she symbolized thousands of years of the human condition.
I wanted to go to her, to comfort her, to probe this feeling of belonging I had never encountered before. But I couldn't. Because I knew that if I spoke, if she spoke, that moment would be ruined. And I knew I would need the memory of that moment to carry me through the inevitable dark patches throughout my life.
And so I watched her lower her hand, turn, and slowly walk to the shore opposite me. The rest of her perfect form was gradually revealed to me, and I held my breath as I watched her disappear behind a copse of trees near the water.
I didn't follow her, in fact I turned around. I knew there was nothing else we could experience together that would be more perfect than that moment...and it still remains the most profound experience of my life.

还是一直不时看看老友记，晚上随手翻到0808，看到莫妮卡给钱勒请了一个hooker的那集——因为她以为她请的是一个stripper，她要给已经结婚的老公补一个bachelor party。后来hooker走了之后，Monica说我还是要给你一个stripper的，于是她就自己像模像样地给Chandler跳起了脱衣舞。
看到这里的时候又鼻子一酸（我的确是应该记录下自己奇怪的泪点们），因为看到Monica对Chandler满满的信任和温情。

Chandler一点也不是一个浪漫的男人，不解风情，也不懂得照顾人，有一次菲比说：他以为我怀孕了都不知道帮我拎个包，祝要嫁给他的那个人好运了——有着一份连他最好的朋友都记不住的没前途没意思的工作，Rachel和Monica就因为不知道Chandler的工作是什么而在打赌中输掉了公寓。知道Monica和他在一起之后，菲比说“你可以找到更好的”。
Monica也是个难相处的人，争强好胜又有强迫症，还非常自我中心不关心别人，菲比受不了她而搬走，而她甚至好久都没有发现菲比屋子里的家具已经不见了。要跟Chandler结婚的时候，她一直说My wedding而不是Our wedding，婚礼结束了她沮丧地说从现在起我就不是新娘了，只是一个普通的妻子直到死。Chandler说 and I am the happiest man in the world.

他们都不是完美的人，但是他们不苛求彼此，他们接纳和包容对方，他们都知道这样的小日子就是他们想要的，他们彼此信任，也让彼此满足。

神秘的柜子那集，Chandler看到凌乱的柜子，对Monica说，我爱你不是因为你爱整洁，我爱你即使你那么强迫症般地爱整洁。
有一集Chandler跟同事出去喝酒，疲惫地回来，对Monica说，千万别离开我，要不我就得天天去过那种夜夜笙歌的日子了——那样热闹的日子，在有些人看来是欢愉，而Chandler，他知道他想要的只是老婆和一班朋友，简单地坐在咖啡馆里瞎扯。

十年前看这些，是没有这样的感触的。那时候我大一，而现在我已经结婚了。
我有时候觉得，或许我也找到了这样的爱情，不是童话般的，却是平凡而恰到好处的，就像Monica和Chandler一样。虽然开始得并不浪漫，只不过是寂寞无聊的一夜情，但是慢慢却发现彼此就是最合适的那个人，会在一起过上简单幸福的小日子。

如果是这样，足以感激命运。

0808那集里的Ross,一贯的“荒诞”，Rachel没敢告诉她爸爸有了孩子却不结婚的原因，Rachel爸爸以为是Ross不愿意娶她，冲到Ross家里质问，Ross当时的女友正好在场。
我有时候又想，倘若没有对的人，我的人生也很有可能是Ross的写照——我们觉得自己是好人，循规蹈矩，认真读书，好好工作，不出去鬼混，“不像Joey”，但是不知道为什么却把自己的人生搞得乱七八糟，不停地结婚离婚，恋爱分手，每次都以为是认真，每次都没有结果，而我还以为自己是个好人。
现在我有点明白了，正是因为“循规蹈矩”，“循规蹈矩”是一种被动，不知道自己想要什么，只是在别人的标准里生活，到了一段感情里被推着走，结果发现不是自己想要的又纠结，但是自己想要什么既不知道也不敢去争取。纠结纠结，被推着走，最后就没了自己，就乱了套。
他明明就不爱Emily，却觉得该结婚，明明也不爱Mona，却不敢去争取Rachel。
直到她要离开了，直到最后，也许幡然醒悟，那真的是我一直想要的人。
其实有多少人有幡然醒悟的机会呢。