Dear Disney's High School Musical,

I swore up and down I would never ever ever watch you, but lo and behold, this morning while enjoying my Special K Red Berries, you enraptured me. Fast forward to 2 hours later when I'm still completely enthralled by your frequent dance routines and cheesy lyrics. I feel like I am being converted to a new religion, the Zac Efron religion. I'm hooked to the sexual appeal of his androgyny. Now I understand why everyone wanted to have MJ's babies in the 80s.

Also, you make me wish that every hour, the characters in my life would break out in song and dance with the biggest shit-eating grins ever and doing jazz hands. Not to mention, I really miss the sweet innocence of young love. Why can't everyone be as kind and cute as you Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez?? Niceness is so underrated and you both have inspired me, you fictional characters, you. Please go hold hands, eskimo kiss, and sing more songs. I'll lay on my couch like a slob and pretend my life is yours.

Love,
A

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