I LAUGHED, I CRIED

I'm coming to the end of the third season of Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. I just watched an episode called "Prom," which precedes the climax of the season finale. In it, Buffy's three years at Sunnydale High reach full fruition. And yea, I'm now so enamored of these rich characters and their travails, their petty disagreements, their hilarious exploits, their terrors and pains, that I couldn't help but tear up a bit as they prepare for the painful transition from high school to adult life. This is bloody great entertainment.