Today is my one year Supernatural anniversary!!
Yes, one year ago today, I finally let Olivia talk me into watching that wanky show about the brothers she was suddenly so interested in. It doesn't matter that I told her I refused to watch it regularly and I wouldn't ship her dirty, incestuous pairing. She made me watch it anyway. AND NOW HERE I AM ONE YEAR LATER. ♥_♥
I can safely say I have never loved any fandom, any show, any characters the way I have loved the people I have met in the last year, Supernatural, and of course, My Boys. Especially taking into account today's news about Season 6 (haters to the left, it's going to be fucking brilliant) and how incredible Season 5 (the last episode in particular) was, I have even more Love and faith in it now than I have had in the entire year and I am confident that when I am celebrating two years next May, I will somehow Love it even more.
I didn't get to have the fun favorite episodes marathon today that I was planning to have because I was at the hospital for a lot of the day, but I didn't want to let this occasion pass unmarked. This show has done so much to cheer me up, entertain me, make me think more, introduce me to dozens of incredibly beautiful people I would never have met, and most importantly, to help me stay close to my best friend in the world while we're apart at school, and because of all these things and all the other millions of beautiful things it has brought into my life, I will always, always love it. Sure, sometimes it's wanky. Sure, sometimes the fans are batty. Sure, sometimes it makes me cry so much I ache allover and my friends at school capital J Judge me. But it's worth all of that because it's a huge part of my life, and it's a huge part of what makes my life happy.
Umm, over-sentimental Show rant aside, how amusing is this? I went back a year to find the LJ entry in which I mentioned the first time I saw Supernatural, and this is what I found:
"I think Olivia put Saturday best:
"We watched Muppet Treasure Island, started Supernatural, and I baked. I feel like all I did Saturday was eat, because Cat was cooking too."
Seriously, we ate so fucking much on Saturday. Olivia made funfetti cookies and Cat made Grilled cheese and I just feel like everything they put down ended up in my stomach. Translation? IT WAS AWESOME. We also watched the season finale of Grey's Anatomy in the morning which was a really emotional way to start the day, but I don't watch the show so my biggest comment on it is "WHOA! THAT'S JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN AND HE'S NOT RAPING ANYBODY!" Also, I don't know if she mentioned it, but we started Supernatural. OMFG, HOOKED."
You have no idea what's coming to you, Elisa-from-one-year-ago. Also, I made a Surprise!JDM joke and I didn't even know about that joke yet. I mention in the next paragraph that I might even try the fandom out for a week or so. Aha, really kid? Just a week?
My point is: SHOOOOOOOOW. ♥_♥
(And I want to thank everyone who sent my supportive messages last night/this morning. It meant the world to me, guys. My aunt woke up today and was doing much better, so I got to talk to her. They still don't have huge hopes for when they try taking the machine that's pumping her heart for her off tomorrow, but worst case scenario, I got to talk to her and I'm mostly at peace. So yeah, that's a lot better.)