Yesterday evening i watched an episode of Skins (season 3) and a couple of the first season of How I met your mother. There were so striking similarities to a few events in my life that i couldn’t help but write them down here. (Please don’t read forth if you haven’t seen Skins s3e8 and How I met your mother s1e12-18 and don’t want to be spoiled. Please don’t read if you were playing a great role in my private life in the past time and don’t want to read about yourself.)

The eighth Skins, in which they go out in the woods to party, and Effy manages to find some funny mushrooms. She’s totally messed up when she sees Freddie and Katie together, and takes a huge load of those mushies, tripping so much she hardly knows what’s going on where. At least that’s what i’ve seen into it. I was in a similar situation a couple of years ago. I’ve blogged about it in half a sentence, but it was a bit more serious than that implied. The story goes we were down partying through the night, and one of my best friends and the girl i had a crush on (that was so for a very long time, actually ending in going out for about a year) made out, sending me down a steep slope (called drinking glasses of whisky at once—now realising that probably that was my first time with whisky), and i ended up pretty drunk-blank (hardly any memories), somehow managing to kiss the lady behind a bush, and get knocked out right after by happiness and alcohol. The next day wasn’t that fun, i must say. (I totally understand what Effy felt there in the hospital, though i haven’t crushed the head of anyone.) Both that friend of mine and the girl got pretty “angry” at me (in lack of a better word), not speaking with me for at least two months (and there hits the about last sentence of episode eighteen, season one, HIMYM: “in one night i managed to hurt two people i cared about”).

And if we’re by himym… I so much know the trouble Ted and Victoria had. I was going through it in the past year, with my scholarship in Japan and the girl i love(d) (actually the same girl from the story above)… Last autumn our relationship (how i hate that word, it’s so cold) cooled off, due to the combined effects of our going to different universities and living in a totally different circle, the awesomeness of her dorm which happened to be on the other side of the city, and that it was pretty sure by then that i’d won the scholarship. She was saying the same “i’ve no right to ask you to stay” stuff Ted was about. The good point in it is that we managed to stay friends. (Officially. Just every time i see her i realise what i’m missing, but that’s not the point here.) It’s really shocking when you see moments of your life in completely alien telly series, so accurately…