So, you finish the season one finale and you think, "on to the next one."
Then you Google to see when season two will air.
Stage one: Denial. You hide these feelings and think...
"No, I'm just gonna do some hip-hop abs instead."
Stage two: Anger. "You don't get it, I have to wait nearly a year!"
Yeah, I'm effing mad.
Stage three: Bargaining. You think you can do this and move on with your life.
"I think I'll just take a nap."
Stage four: Depression sets in.
You just say, "eff this, and eff that."
You just give up...
Then something hits you, you notice the light...
Stage five: Acceptance. "Hey, I can always watch it again until next year!"
You can do this!
To the Clone Club!
Just one, I am a few, no family too, who am I?