Val Saksornchai

I do.

And I’m not ashamed of it!

HIMYM (How I Met Your Mother) is a funny thing. It was super famous, and then it faded into obscurity. Maybe not obscurity, but it certainly got outshone by other series of a variety of genres.

It’s like the show had run out of steam.

I’ve always seen HIMYM as a modern – well, not so modern – version of Friends. Friends is my all-time favourite series. It was just right. And correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think it ever ran out of steam. Up until its 10th season, it was America’s – and the world’s – sweetheart.

Not so for HIMYM.

HIMYM is currently in its 9th and final season – this is when Ted meets the mother. Do I still like it? Yes. As much as I used to? No.

I don’t know why. I still like the puns. I love Barney (who doesn’t?). I also love Robin. And Ted. And the distracted manner in which dialogue is treated. The lame jokes. The lame punchlines. The legen – wait for it – dary awesomeness of Barney and Robin. (I don’t love Marshall and Lily. Yes they’re cute. That’s probably why I don’t like them so much. Sorry!)

I’d just realised the above paragraph contains a very important spoiler. But meh. Who doesn’t know by now that Barney and Robin are getting married? Well, if you don’t, it’s most likely you don’t watch the show. If you haven’t watched the show by now, it’s most likely you’ll never, ever watch it. And if you’ll never, ever watched it, you won’t mind a spoiler or two. Actually, I don’t know what you’re doing reading this at all. Do you watch Game of Thrones? If yes, go read this instead. Right now.

So, back to HIMYM, I’m currently catching up with the final season. I’m always catching up with HIMYM. I’d only started watching it a little over a year ago – and there’s so much of it. I caught up with Season 8 last year, and then for some reason I forgot about it. And now, before I know it, Season 9 is well on its way.

It’s a bit sad watching shows like this in its final season. It’s the kind of show I get really emotionally invested in. I cried over The Robin. I cried over a lot of things. I’m probably going to cry when the season’s over. (I have a box set of Friends. I cry every single time I watch the final scene – when they pan the camera around the empty apartment. Then I go to Menu and start watching all the special features stuff. Blooper reel. Behind-the-scenes. The commentaries. Then I re-watch the show – from Season One. Boy do I have that much free time?)

Anyways, I’m not sure what the point of this post is. I just wanted to talk to you about HIMYM, tell you I’m a fan. Are you also a fan? Is it your guilty pleasure?

Also, isn’t NPH just awesome?

Here’s to prove my point. (As if it needed proving.)

Check that ovation. Out.

He sings. He dances. He acts. He be gorgeous.

But wait, this isn’t a post about NPH, so let’s get back to the subject.

Here’s HIMYM’s Season 9 promo. In case you’re one of the many people who – at some point in time – lost interest and stopped watching the show, I hope this will remind you of why you used to love it. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll decide to watch the final season with me. (Figuratively. Not literally. That’d be weird. Like, really weird.)