Some people know all the words to mainstream rap breakdowns, others know in their heart of hearts that they can eat two whole extra large pizzas by themselves, there are even people who travel among us whose biggest expenses are fancy underwear sprees. I admit to being all of these people at once. I have one guilty pleasure that has stuck with me longer than any other though, and that would be my love of reality TV.
I don't even care how trashy or stupid it is, I usually grow to love the weirdos in the show, and almost always end up hooked. The one exception to this rule is any thread of Real Housewives of blah blah blah. RH of x is the one show that is too boring even for me. Survivor, Teen Mom, Teen Mom 2, Search for the Next VJ, Say Yes to the Dress, The Amazing Race and Till Debt do us Part are just the tip of the iceberg. I used to be able to tell my friends that I was just watching whatever my parents wanted to watch. Now my passion has gone underground and if people invite me out at a time when my show is on, I might just tell them I'm working.
Lately those blacklisted times have been Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursdays at 8 eastern time. Thats because I'm hooked on Big Brother for the second time in my life. I am in so deep, that I feel compelled to watch a previous season online when there are no current episodes on TV. This is the beauty of reality TV- you know the plot, but you don't know the end.
People don't really know the extent of my addiction. I only share my Big Brother love with my dearest friends, and only in passing. So here, dear internet, is my confession to you. The guiltiest of pleasures.
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