So here is my idea for Scrubs

As Dr. John Dorian, day dream extraordinaire is now leaving the show, a new replacement main character is needed. It’s more than likely that either Turk or Dr. Cox will step into the shoes for this character. But I say no, I say Hooch!

Hooch day dreams, Hooch monologues and Hooch’s charming humour. Hooch everything.

Hooch for main character; because at troubling times in all of our lives we all want to get in our SUV’s, blast ourselves some speed metal, 5.1 surround sound, heavy on the bass, and mow someone down.

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Tonight I’ve mainly been doing work, as I have most night of late. Most depressing, I also watched the latest Scrubs. It wasn’t depressing because of how bad it was, most certainly not, it was depressing it because… Wait for it… It was setting up for the final… finale.

The main theme of the episode was change. Not to go into so much detail you won’t need to watch it, a lot changes and will change because of it. As shocking as it is to say, I felt most connected to the Janitor. I’m not a fan of change, 50% of people aren’t either and as you’d expect, they would change their opinions about it (Gets it?).

Looking back at the big changes in my life though, obviously there are the bad ones. But good, the bright changes outshine the darkness clearly. The swap to Gorseinon College less than 2 weeks before the start of the term has to be the best. The school I was going, was falling apart at the seams and the fact they kept the A level options until after results day was another sign. A lot of people considering going elsewhere for their A levels and that wasn’t good news for the staff. When I finally had my options through the mail, it ended the worse period of my life and it was simple as that. Two of my options weren’t available and the other two were in the same slot, not good.

Elsewhere my destiny was then. Gorseinon College sprung to mind, didn’t even realise it wasn’t the same as Swansea College, I’d just heard about it from two people, both not the fondest of me, not that many people at my school were. A colleague of my Dad’s from work knew people there and helped me get in.

A fresh start, not just for my education, but my sanity also.

All I actually wanted to talk about is how it is scary that Scrubs is ending after eight years. Regardless of its quality of late, it’s still Scrubs, still JD, Turk & Co. They’ve had their changes, I’ve had mine and you’ve had yours.

The changes that have happened in the last eight years and those that will happen in the next, although terrifying, don’t half make life interesting.