I’m no superman…

I fell in love with a character on TV. Sometimes I day dream about spending my life with her, how happy we’d be, how we’re perfect for each other, how good the sex would be…

… and then I fall back to reality and realize she’s a character on a television show and only a douchebag would day dream about things like that (and admit it via blog). Plus, we could never coexists anyways, she is meant to be with someone else.

I love you Elliot Reid.

And that’s where we begin. Scrubs has just wrapped up it’s 8th season and possibly it’s final season. If you are not down with spoilers I suggest you stop reading now.

Scrubs has been part of my life for years now. John Dorian, Elliot Reid, Chris Turk and Perry Cox are house hold names to me. They mean more to me than Zach Braff, Sarah Chalke, Donald Faison (minus NBA All-star weekend… keep chuckin bricks Don!) and John C McGinley ever could. I’ve come to think that Sacred Heart is a real hospital and these characters are real people, but is that a bad thing? Maybe it’s weird, but I don’t think it’s bad…

… like people who get lost in a book, or enjoy speeding down the highway with the top down, wind blowing through their hair, I find an escape with Scrubs. I can get lost in Sacred Heart, I can watch Carla and Turk argue about little things. I can laugh when Bob ridicules Ted, I can question my sexual orientation when the Todd and I dance in thongs.

And I can see myself in the doctors, nurses, patients at Sacred Heart. When Perry loses Ben (Brenden Fraiser’s character), I see myself, after I lost my cousin. The constant tug-of-war of love between JD and Elliot reminds me of certain girls that I’ve dated. Sometimes I watch Scrubs to remind me of certain events, people, emotions I have experienced in life. I know, it sounds sad that I can be so emotionally attached to a TV show, but I just don’t care, at least I am not emotionally attatched to a tub of Ben and Jerry’s.

I have been able to do all of these things for a half hour, once a week for the past eight years, but that ends now…

And I will miss JD, Turk, Carla, Perry and of course, Elliot. They have been friends to me over the years, but as in real life, people move on and seperate.  There are a few reasons why I am so okay with the ending of such a great show. First, it ended the way it was suppose to. It ended in Sacred Heart, where it all began. It ended with JD, as it started with him. Next, it tied the relationship of JD and Elliot together in the way it was meant to happen.

All of these things came together great, while leaving the future to the minds of the viewer… but we all know how it ends. We all know that JD and Elliot were meant for each other. We’ve known since the first episode, since Elliot was engaged to Keith, since JD had Sam. We knew they were suppose to be together through Sean, Dani, Kim, Dan, Kylie, and every other relationship JD or Elliot had in between (yes, i did IMDB that).

But none of it mattered because JD and Elliot were meant to be together, and finally, they are…

… and that’s how you end the greatest show on television.

Oh, and the Janitor’s name is Glen Matthews… how’s that for a spoiler?

Peace.

Dig