
Wait yesterday was when the series finale of Gilmore Girls was many moons ago. I was 13 and in seventh grade. I remember watching it and sobbing. I remember my dad judging me because I was crying at a show (lulz). I remember hoping that Dean would show up (wow self) or that Rory would change her mind and marry Logan. I also remember wearing a black shirt the next day to school to symbolize how sad I was. The show was legitimately my life at that time. So yeah. :)
Actually, I don’t know anyone who doesn’t love the show.
I think that just demonstrates how truly amazing Gilmore Girls is.