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[queenriley]

So perhaps you will laugh at me for this, I don't care. 6 years ago I was barely 16 years old. I was in high school. I was angsty, as all 16 year old high school female regects are. I thrived on angst. I craved drama. So what was one of my favourite shows? Dawson's Creek. I watched it for two years religiously, and then sporadically third season... rarely after that if at all. But tonight I made an exception. It was the final episode... the very very last episode ever. I told myself "I was there for the first episode and I'll be damned if I miss the last one." even though I hadn't watched it in years. And I'm not uber-angsty anymore (not all the time anyway). And I don't crave drama half as much as I used to. But I watched it. And laugh all you want but I ENJOYED it. I spent most of it crying, however. Never has a telly show made me cry like this one did. Just when I thought I was done crying and had wiped away the tears, something else happened and I cried some more. Now I have a headache. And at the end, as I watched in horror as I thought Joey picked the wrong guy, I realized just how into it I got. Then, at the very very end, I rejoiced as as they showed that, yes, Joey actually did pick the right guy. For once. Not since my mid-teenage years have I cared so much whether a television character picked "the right guy". But I'm glad she did.

So go ahead and laugh. I'm glad I watched it. :P