The finale is tonight. I haven't talked much about Lost in this journal, but in honour of tonight, I will.
I started watching Lost in 2004, after seeing the promos for it on my tv; I was a 13/14 year old at the time. I thought it looked awesome, so I decided to check it out when it premiered, a long with my best friend. Ever since then, Lost has been in my life. I've fangirled with my best friend about it, I've gotten other friends of mine interested in the show, I've scribbled on my school books about it, and I even made a big collage at one point. I may have fallen out of love with the show at times, but it has been such a big part of my life, that it holds a special place in my heart. It was Lost that was my first real show, and my first real obsession. Other girls would be watching teenage drama's and I'd be watching Lost. Jack from Lost(Matthew Fox) was my first celebrity crush, when I was around 13/14 years old, and I have many fond memories of my fangirling over him. Jack and Kate were my first ship, and to this day, remain the only ship I've ever written a finished piece of work about.
The countless of times I've annoyed my friends by ranting about Lost, the tears I've cried, the fangirling, the laughing, the excitement, it has all been such a big part of my teenage years, and it is both a very sad and very nostalgic night, now that it is ending.
I fell out of love with Lost a few years ago, but before then I hadn't missed a single episode of the show. I missed a lot after that, but this year when I heard it was ending, I decided to get into it again, because I wanted to see the finale and say goodbye to the show that had been such a big part of my teenage years.
I will miss it, but I'll always have fond memories of it, and I am NOT ashamed to say that I will be crying tonight.
ETA: Lol, I found the picture of the epic collage I made as a teen:
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