Saturday, September 25, 2010

Dear Glee,

I kind of can't stand you anymore.  Like it's painful to watch.  Because, let's face it, the only reason I watch you anymore is because you're such a part of pop culture right now.  But if you weren't? I don't think I could take it.  You're offensive, but try to play it off as an in-joke, your plots are frustrating and more often than not, your characters get lost in them.  You've lost so much of the character you started out with. 

You suck.

And you make me want to throw a slushie at my computer.  If only your music wasn't so damn catchy. 

Shut that Rachel Berry girl up!


love,
hannah

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