...and who's life do I lead?

I have once again come to the end. It's only the end of a television show I was borderline obsessed with for a few days. 25 episodes. About an hour each, plus commercials, computer malfunctions, and people who insist on texting me while i'm attempting to keep up with the subtitles. That's over a full day that I spent engrossed in this drama, with not a moment to spare.
I have written many times about how I tend to put off getting to the end of things.It's true, time after time, I put it off. Until I can't any longer. I suppose that reflects not only in reading, watching movies ect. but also in general. I have finished one short story. ONE out of probably at least 200,no exaggeration. Why? the one that I did finish was part of another that just happened to be able to stand on it's own. I suppose that would explain why things tend to suddenly just stop in my life. I don't like to say goodbye, nor see someone leave. I would rather leave first. Many things go unfinished with people, simply because I don't want to have any type of conclusion.
The tv show I was watching is a Korean adaptation of the manga Boys Before Flowers.Everyone is tired of hearing about it. It's been the only thing I could talk about for the past few days. It gave me something to look forward to. For that one moment in time, my purpose was to watch this show. No questions asked, that was it. I even ended up dreaming in Korean. Well, with everyone in my dream speaking Korean. Though I realise now why the show appealed to me so much. It sounds quite melodramatic and rather cliche but I really do think that it triggered a change in me. Whatever the reason. I'm ready to devote another day to rewatching it. Sometimes I wonder about myself.