You're nobody until you're talked about. Hey, Upper East Siders, Irina Cummings here. After six years of scandals, scheming, on-and-off relationships , and fabulous outfits, Gossip Girl , the most scandalous, glamorous, and mind-blowingly inappropriate television show of our time, sadly came to an end last week on Monday (December 17). In other words, my life has lost all meaning. I mean, it's the end of a fucking era! I can't even begin to describe what this show means to me; it marked my transition from high school to young adulthood, in a similar way to the characters themselves (okay, minus the wealth). I stuck with it even when it wasn't exactly in its prime during seasons 4 and especially 5. Needless to say I am constantly wishing my life would be just like the series (admit it, you've wished it too at some point). Oh, and the weird "shipping" portmanteaus—Chair, Dair, Derena, Serenate... I'm still not sure which one I should have been r...