Over a year after being canceled, I finally got around to watching the last ten episodes of Veronica Mars’ final season. Quite honestly, the show has left me feeling like a mopey kid— I actually teared up when Albert Hammond’s It Never Rains In Southern California played as Veronica walked away in the rain and the scene faded out (naturally, my hatred for the CW was rekindled. Fangirls never get over these things, really).
But what ultimately crushed my heart is seeing Logan and Veronica dating other people (and Parker and Piz, of all people! Parker reminded me too much of Meg Manning and Piz is just so bland and boring. Emotional bad boys over music elitist slash radio geeks any day, please) and not getting back together. There is no love more epic than my favorite TV supercouple’s— it was the kind of love I once coveted— and it’s just not right that it had to end that way. It would be silly and futile to rant about that, though, so I leave you with two video clips.
Their first kiss (I still tear up and get giddy):
Veronica and Piz kiss at a party Logan threw for Parker (my heart, it stopped):
Off to mope I go.
Medical diagnostics, what?