It would be too easy to state that the Glee writers are still stuck in the 70s with their ideas on women, but I don’t even want to go there. Instead, I just want to twirl around to the Bee Gees in my boogie shoes and have fun. In order to do that, we have to get the giant pink elephant that ate a bad stash of peanuts out of the way.

Where was Quinn?! She was on-screen for literally 5 seconds and was never seen, heard, or spoken of again. If Dianna Agron wasn’t allegedly confirmed for season 4, I would just assume they’re killing her off slowly. I mean they’re already killed Quinn’s characterization so why not take it one step further?

What kills me? Finchel. Finchel reminds me of  recently spoiled milk. It smells bad, but there’s a chance it may not taste so bad so you pour it into your Lucky Charms anyway, because they’re more magically delicious with milk, but then you start vomiting profusely all over the floor because that milk was terrible! Yeah. That’s Finchel. The writers need to stop giving us Finchel because it makes us sick! The boy has no brain and only finally agreed to go to New York with Rachel after all us mature fans wanted to stab him in every orifice. And Rachel? She is a shell of her former self. No self-proclaimed aspiring Broadway star would be willing to sacrifice her ambitions for a guy.

RIP Rachel Berry

Now onto the good… keeping the milk metaphor alive can we just acknowledge how real this statement is?

Will: Cream rises to the top.

Mercedes: But what if I’m not cream? What if I’m more like skim milk?

Okay, maybe it’s a bit corny but YES! Thank you for using dairy products as a way to explain how so many people at turning points of their lives actually feel. Most of us feel like skim milk and even though we want to have all our dreams come true, sometimes we feel like we just won’t get there. Like the amazing appearance of Unique, who definitely represented everything that Glee is about. It doesn’t matter what you look like; it’s about how you feel. If you feel like a fabulous woman, you get on that stage and work it! Sometimes we need to reevaluate what will actually get us toward our dreams and that was made quite clear by Brittana.

Santana wants to be famous. She wants fame because duh, Brittany will always be her girlfriend (score!), so naturally she wants to have her cake and eat it too. So dearest Britt Britt posts a video. Not just any video. A sex tape ala Kim Kardashian style. Except this was spliced with Lord Tubbington ransacking a kitchen. 2 Girls 1 Kitten was an internet sensation, giving Lady Lopez the fame she wanted except “getting her boob in the door” wasn’t exactly what she wanted after all.

When Sue calls the Cheerios to her office, she reminds Santana of what is important- like the FULL cheerleading scholarship she got because of Brittany. Let me hear you say, “AWWWWWW.”

“You say the dream, and I help build your dream. And that’s what a partnership is about, right?”

Yes Brittany, that is what it’s all about. Not this selfish back and forth between Finchel. We’re all supposed to follow our dreams rationally. One can’t achieve fame over night but with an education, Santana Lopez may just be the one getting her dreams and her girl in the end. And maybe finally, viewers will get satisfaction too.

What else do viewers want? (Besides Samcedes) Amazing songs! I love disco so maybe I’m biased but there is no denying just how amazing the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack is. Mercedes’ rendition of “Disco Inferno” was hands down the best song Amber Riley has ever been given. But I leave you with Wade/Unique and that cutie Jonathan Groff.