Last night, on the season premiere of Greek, the art of acting as if nothing happened.
I wish I knew how that went. During the tail-end of my student years that was exactly my problem: something happens and it tears you apart. Well, obviously both Casey and Cattie aren't dealing with what happened the night before quite well--see her hesitation, his nonchalance?--but at least they're doing it much better than I did. By a bit, if it consoles you.
But last night's episode didn't exactly wrap things up. Casey, after playing the pretend-that-you're-okay game, seemed cool with the idea of being rejected after, as she pointed out, she rejected him for the past couple of years or so. Cattie, well, we didn't know what exactly was up with him until the very end, when we all found out that (a) he had a brain spark and decided to go to Casey, and (b) he was stopped because he was convinced he doesn't want to endure losing her again, if it doesn't work out again. In other words, an open-ended something.
And so begins our third season. Of course how Cattie deals with his new mindset, that it is meant to happen--he didn't forget after a few beers, after all--will keep us occupied for the next few episodes or so. Casey, well, I think she'll buckle soon. You can't keep up with pretending longer. That's what I learned when I was a student myself. That, and that you cannot get over someone really quickly.
Elsewhere last night: Calvin and Grant--I've no qualms with that. Dale and Sheila--not exactly. Dale, I know you want to be happy, and I know you will be happy, but after all the awkwardness we already know, this feels more awkward than it should be. "Sex changes everything," right, but...
Well, it isn't really the end of the world, but it's a perfect trigger for everything--and you can't deny that "everything" happened. The art of acting as if nothing happened? Now I've thought about it, thank heavens I did not learn that.