So I just watched the last episode of EXO's Showtime last night because life's been on the fast lane for me as of late. The past few weeks, I didn't really have enough time to sit down and watch and that's actually really sad on its own but the last episode inevitably made me cry. I mean, it practically signifies the end of an era so of course it turned out to be a tear-jerker. Or is it just me that's incredibly emotional? I hope you're in the same wavelength as me because I can't possibly be the only one who was making pitiful sounds while watching the last episode (especially the latter parts).
I think what's really tugging at my heartstrings is that this show has somewhat become a ticket to borrowed happiness for me. Each week, I had something to look forward to and it made things a little more bearable, knowing that I'd have something to smile at and laugh over once the work was done. The boys and their silly antics got me through a lot of stress and that's something I'll always be grateful for. Another is that maybe five or ten years from now, when the group is on the brink of disbanding or when their contracts end and everyone goes their separate ways, I'm going to re-watch the whole thing and remember all their happy times together. And I want to remember them as the twelve smiling happy idiots who could easily turn my mood from bad to good with their easy-going banter.
