A couple of years ago a good friend introduced me to Fox’s Glee and I was instantly hooked.  I mean, why wouldn’t I be, right?  It was a show set in high school where people sing.  Hot, right?

I remember seeing the first three episodes one after the other and the feeling that I mainly remember having then was the feeling of relief: finally, a show that understood what it was to be a musical.  Finally, we had a show that used music to convey the story.  They grabbed songs from every genre-pop, baroque, Broadway—and used them to oomph up the emotional

I think it was the first season’s second episode when Lea Michele’s Rachel Berry sang “Take A Bow” and I remember thinking that it was made so perfectly.  There were no reasons and no excuses why she sang it; she just did.

It was the very antitheses of High School Musical.  And I loved it.

But then I guess the show became too popular for it’s own good that somewhere along the line, it forgot what it was trying to say.  It gave in to what it was preaching so hard against during the first season—popularity.  The show bowed down to popular demand and started doing tribute episodes, which I have nothing against since these are some iconic artists we’re talking about, but singing Britney Spears songs did not move the plot at all.

I bore the Britney and the Rocky Horror episodes (I’m not from the U.S., I have no idea what Rocky Horror is about), but I stopped watching when I saw the video of Gwynneth Paltrow playing around with an umbrella.  That was just too much, I think, since she’d never stoop down so low as to getting a recurring spot in a TV show.

So I just stopped watching.  I figured that they can try to sort out what they wanted to do first then I can just jump back in when everything’s neat and clean.

But due to unfortunate circumstances caused by my weird body clock, I chanced upon the show’s thirteenth episode for the second season.  As soon as I heard that the character Sam is doing a one-man Justin Bieber show, I immediately rolled my eyes.  Thoughts of turning the television off entered my mind but I decided to sit through the whole episode.

Lo and behold!  It turned out that somewhere in the middle, Glee once again stumbled upon the fabulous world of Broadway.  Sure, they’re still holding onto the magical connection of Glee and Idina Menzel, but I’ll take it.

Once again I felt the tingles in my spine when I heard them play the first few notes of Rent’s “Take Me or Leave Me”.  It was truly fantastic, since once again they re-interpreted the song to fit the situation, not the other way around.

So long story short, yes, I am once again back in the Glee wagon.

Who knew that all it took was a song supposed to be sang by two lesbians?