It’s Sunday and it’s nearing nine o’clock. If it is The Sopranos season it is merely a Sunday evening, and I’ve got those Sunday “man, I have class tomorrow” blues. However, if we are all lucky enough for it to be Sex and the City season, I’m practically dancing!

Sex and the City cures the Sunday blues like nothing else. What is better to watch than four girls looking to have a good time, but simultaneously being faced with life’s obstacles? Nothing I say, nothing at all. It has a touch of every single human emotion.

First we need to examine The Sopranos. I have watched this show enough times to understand the characters and how they are all connected to each other. I’ll admit, this show has its charms – it can definitely lure you in. But when it comes down to it, it isn’t much more than a bunch of guys living “gangster” lives.

I think it makes people romanticize this type of life without knowing how it really is. However, this is what makes good TV. It keeps people entertained, but I suppose it just isn’t for me. I find the most interesting part of the show to be where they film, because it’s often within a fifteen minute vicinity of my house.

Then there is Sex and the City. Ahh, every girl’s bible. There are these four women, to which every female can somehow relate, who often find themselves in binds with men. Afterwards, they discuss their issues over lunch. It’s great, it’s what we do every day. It’s real. Not only that, it’s funny, and the viewer becomes addicted, needing to know what will happen next.

Actually, now that I think about it, perhaps these two shows aren’t too different from each other at all. Both are extremely successful and have a following. Next, both have characters whose lives we’d love to emulate. Last, both shows depict how characters tackle the scandals in which they are involved. The scandals just vary.

I suppose it is what each person prefers, intensity or the direct opposite. And I must say, for how great Sex and he City is, I have one complaint. Why oh why did Carrie mess up so much with Aidan? It kills me, he’s such a stud. And now Big just happens to pop back into the picture. Sigh.

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