The beauty that is The O.C.

So I remember a time when I couldn't wait to watch The O.C. It seemed so risque and in touch with the dark/deep melodrama that is the high school experience. Girls everywhere used to gather in living rooms and dorm rooms-- big packs of O.C. loving girls, soaking up Marissa's clothing style and secretly wishing that they too were dating Ryan. But then something happened. It started to become typical. Suddenly Marissa looks overdressed for high school and Ryan borders on being weird. Seth and Summer are saving the show with their too cute for the small screen relationship. I sit there week after week with my pack of girls and wonder what I am doing watching a show that has now dipped below the quality level of Dawson's Creek at its worst during the college years. But then again, it's The O.C. It's tradition now, just like I know that there will always be a Chrismukkah episode and Ryan will punch someone in at least 1/3 of the episodes. The best line recently is when Seth is complaining that everything is going too well within their group and something bad is sure to happen. The doorbell rings and he tells Ryan "Don't answer it. It's probably a flaming bag of crap" Bring back the risque I say and make The O.C. what it should be about... seeing how many times Julie Cooper can marry people and how many times Ryan and Marissa will break up and get back together again.