I feel kinda silly writing this. My hands are shaking, my eyes teary… I just can’t.
Five years ago I was looking for a new show to watch. And then I heard about Chuck, this nerdy show with guns and spies and all that, I gotta be honest, I started watching because I thought this Chuck guy was really cute, but I was instantly drawn to the story. I fell in love with every character, every storyline, everything was perfect. I watched the show religiously, and if for some reason i missed one episode, i’d watched it as soon as possible the next day. Sometimes, if I got home late, i’d stay up even later to watch it. You can almost say it was my obsession.
Last year, I found out this was gonna be the last season. Of course I was sad, but I thought ‘Hey, whatever, we have a whole season, that’s like 21 episodes. No biggie.’ And it turns out we don’t. Chuck ends tonight, with a bang. A two-hour episode. And so I’m forced to say goodbye to one of my favorite shows ever.
I laughed and cried. I got angry too. I got excited when Rachel Bilson was on the show, not just because I love her, but because Sarah was jealous (woot!). I fell in love with Morgan, and Casey’s grunts were something I looked forward in every episode.
I cried with laughter when Casey and Chuck kissed! That’s one of my favorite moments. And when Sarah and Chuck were finally together (for real)… I jumped and screamed like a little girl. The wedding… OMG. I was there, i swear. When Ellie and Awesome had a baby, when they decided to become “spies”… And there are no words that can describe my feelings/reactions towards Jeffster. I can keep going you know, but I’m pretty sure you guys felt the same way.
This show has given me so many great memories. But tonight’s time to say goodbye. Everything must come to an end, I just… *sigh* I can’t believe it’s tonight. In about 8 hours.
I know this is a SHOW. it’s not real. I know Sarah’s just a fictional character, and Yvonne is not actually a spy (or is she?… lol jk!) but for the past 5 years it felt very real to me. We became a family. And by we I mean the cast, the fans, and everyone involved in the show.
It is with tears in my eyes that I thank you, Chuck, for making me smile even when my day had been awful. Thank you for all those great memories. For every tear, every laugh… everything. There will never be a spy like Chuck, or Sarah, or Casey. Or Morgan haha!. Thank you for the last 5 amazing years you guys spent on us, mere mortals. You are great, incredibly talented actors and without you I’m sure none of this would’ve been the same. And to the crew, all the people we don’t get to see in front of the camera, thank you, because you ARE part of this family too, and it is because of your hard work that we all had the chance to enjoy every episode of this great show.
Love -allie*
it’s like… we expect so much from life, that everything, no matter how good, just isn’t good enough. and at one point we think we’re the best but when life happens and we are suddenly left with the knowledge that, well, we’re not, we don’t know what to do.
i thought i was gonna be this and that, and i had and still have a whole lotta dreams, i just don’t have the time nor the money to accomplish them, and i don’t have the guts either. so i’m left here with a shoebox of broken dreams and shattered hopes, just a hint of happiness and a long way to go.
i mean, i do believe in God and everything, and i am grateful for most of the things that He gave me, but, why on earth did He made me so hopeful but so unable? and by unable i mean NOT-GOOD-ENOUGH to follow my own dreams.
and yeah, people are gonna tell me you are good enough! you can make it! but i obviously can’t, because if i did i would’ve done it already. i am missing so much things in order to get what i want, and although some i can get, some i cannot.
the thing is, every time i get over this… way of thinking… and try to reach my goals, i fail. and instead of taking one step closer, i take 2 steps back. and i sit there to figure out what went wrong, and it’s always me, and that doesn’t help at all.
10 years ago I was 12 and had no idea who The Beatles were. Today I am 22, and they are a huge part of my life.
I know I’m a little late to the party, but that’s the best part about it. It doesn’t matter how old you are today, nor how old you were when you first heard them or recognized their songs. The important thing is that you DO. And every time you listen to that vinyl, that CD, that mp3… it makes you smile. It gives you chills. It makes you wonder what your life would have been if you had known them before, and makes you wish you could be there watching the magic happen and singing along with them.
10 years ago I didn’t know who George Harrison was. But today I do, and I miss him. Although he’s with me every day, in every song, every photo and in each and every single one of his fans.
George, thank you for doing what you loved the most, and for inspiring me in so many ways. Don’t you forget us, your fans, because we sure won’t forget you.
Sometimes I feel like crying for no apparent reason.
The thing is, I DO know the reason. I just don’t feel like exploring the thought any further.
