So, um, I watched the series premiere of "Gossip Girl" last night. Stop laughing.
In summary, the show is basically about a whole bunch of rich East Coast high school kids drinking and having sex. Hot.
OK, maybe there's more than that. They're drinking, having sex and stealing their parents' Viagra. Much better.
The central plot revolves around Serena, who left town after sleeping with her best friend Blair's boyfriend, Nate. Now Serena's back, and Blair knows what happened, since Nate conveniently told her the story on the night they were supposed to lose their virginity to each other.
Now add a bohemian guy who wants to hook up with Serena, some cheesy subplots involving their parents and a few smatterings of date rape.
Meanwhile, an anonymous blogger named Gossip Girl is telling the whole story online. Because these are kids of the 21st century, even though they still make paper invitations for parties.
Is it bad that I'm still obsessed with teen soap operas? Don't answer that.
At my high school, we reached the height of our excitement when some girls skipped out on a mandatory liturgy and stole a bunch of stuff from backpacks.
Color me repressed.
