I WATCHED IT Talk: Girl Meets World


For the past three years, whenever Disney Channel’s Girl Meets World puts a season on Netflix, I have eaten it up with fascinated and adoring eyes. Now, obviously this fact doesn’t embarrass me, because I’m making it public on my personal website, but still. I’m curious if I’m alone in this.

It’s good at its job, which is being a moral-ridden, serial comedy aimed at kids 12 and younger, but it is predictably a less-than-remarkable kids’ television program. That said, I do think it is considerably better than Suite Life or Hannah Montana. I’d say it’s on par with Full House and Fairly Oddparents and Melissa and Joey. It’s not nearly as funny, smart, or as subtle as Spongebob Squarepants, or as abstractly humorous as Adventure Time.

If I have not managed to make it evident, I know my kids’ television of the young, playful/comedic genre. I not only know it, but I really enjoy it. However, I have seldom watched a show as rapturously or enjoyed one as wholeheartedly as I do  Girl Meets World. There are two possible reasons for this that I have thought of, but that certainly does not mean that I would refuse to accept others.

Possibility #1: I don’t really like to apply this reasoning to anything, because I strongly believe that most, if not every, reaction in life has roots; nevertheless, I cannot deny that I might be so fond of Girl Meets World because the problems that it explores draw my attention from bigger problems that surround me. They are still problems, I know– problems that hold significance in many a young life, but they are usually simple and easily-solved problems, and ones in the world and my country and my family and my life are not. Ergo…Everyone deserves a getaway, right?
Possibility #2: This potential reason strikes me as more likely than #1 to explain my motivation for loving Girl Meets World, but it also strikes me as a potential overanalysis. My strong attraction to this show could be related to a deep longing for a nostalgia that I lack. In other words, I might be drawn to some of what I missed out on in my young life. I walked, talked, and generally moved like I was steadily becoming more drunk since I was 7, and finally succumbed to a wheelchair in February of 8th grade. Girl Meets World covers 7th-9th grade so far, and the 2-6 main characters have common problems from personal life, family life, and school. Some of the problems I can relate to, like moving states away from where you grew up, but I have secondhand or no experience with the vast majority of the dilemmas shown. And maybe I am masochistically eager/curious to know what I missed; maybe I am reminiscent of the life I should’ve led.


Considering that I am twenty-three years old, I’m convinced that loving a Disney Channel show is not typical. Despite this belief, I will not stop watching and loving Girl Meets World.


Until next time,


Review/Rant: The Chronos Files’ Timebound Trilogy

timebound-trilogyLast night, I finished the Timebound trilogy, the beginning of The Chronos Files series by Rysa Walker. I figuratively patted myself on the shoulder for crying just a moderate, silent amount during the goodbye scene at the end.

First of all, I unblinkingly commend Rysa Walker for keeping so many timelines separate and yet also selectively together in the spiderweb of time travel. I wonder if Walker foresaw the constitutional tears being made by the Trump administration, or if she drew from facts about world history and the human psyche to form the pro -nationalist and       -religious debacle within the trilogy.

My main problem with the books was the weird love-triangle. The triangle never should’ve existed! I can understand how the random initial meeting of Kate and Trey could be perceived as perfect, and also how the implicit trust evident in both versions of their love stories could be sweet, but believable? Not so much. I also see how Kate and Kiernan’s initial meeting at an inappropriate time in their lives could be perceived as wrong, and how their timeless, aggravated love story could be hot, but true love? Not so much.

The book’s central, first-person Kate deserves so much more than a man who’s not really in love with her  (Kiernan), and a romance with Trey that seemed as genuine the second time around. Kate is such a kind and smart and witty girl who, like most teenage narrators of young-adult books, is way too clever and considerate to be a realistic teenager; nevertheless, I can imagine men of all ages and backgrounds falling for her. She’s pretty perfect. Rather than Kiernan, she should’ve found her own past-soulmate, not just Other Kate’s sloppy seconds! And she and Trey maybe shouldn’t have been quite so random or quite so trusting. Like, maybe he could’ve been Connor’s assistant, so he would’ve already known everything!

Okay, yes, I’m aware that I’m getting very emphatic (i.e., loony) about this. My only defense is that I always get really attached to books’ first-person characters. Hell, I even got emotionally tied to the narrator of Markus Zusak’s The Book Theif!

So anyway, Walker’s Timebound trilogy is definitely worth reading. I suppose it fits the sci-fi genre, although I’ve never been a fan of sci-fi, so don’t be deterred by that, if you’re not a fan either.


Until next time,