Just wanna point out I'm in school (supposed to be working but wattev) and I'm about to cry.

In Humanities class, we were asked to describe someone we admired in the first person, I was Cuddy.

But no Cuddy not only takes away my yêu thích character, It takes away the only thing that distracted me from my life. Even though it hasn't been good lately, I always tried to have hope.

The episode last night (7x22) gave me a shimmer of hope, something I have been looking for for months. She hated last nights epi but I didn't. Just because I started to have hope they would get back together. My mom introduced me to House in the middle of Season 5. I was almost immediately a Huddy fan. My mom watches House for the cases, and I watched for Huddy.

After Bombshells, I wore the same áo sơ mi for about a month. It đã đưa ý kiến "Never Trust A Happy Song." It was true. Right before they broke up, Hugh sang "Get Happy." I felt betrayed. The writers of House played me like a fool. They put Huddy đường dẫn on the House website, they made everything look fine and dandy, and then pulled the rug out from under our feet. I hadn't waited 7 years like some fans, but I did wait for a long time.


I scheduled my week around Mondays at 8. I don't even ride my horse because I don't want to miss it, even though I have TVo.

I'm done. There is no House without Cuddy. There is no Natasha with out Huddy.



RIP what use to be the greatest hiển thị on TV.