Tuesday, June 14, 2005

reality check.

currently listening to:Falling Into You/Alex Parks.


i admit it.

i am an unbelievably addicted, full-fledged, hard-core reality tv junkie.

anything reality tv. everything reality tv.

ask my siblings, they'll agree. in fact, even if they won't admit it--they look forward to watching with me! really! right carl? right peej? (fine, pj doesn't watch.. he "listens." and comments.)

survivor, the bachelor, the bachelorette, starting over, average joe, the amazing race, the apprentice, america's next top model, temptation island, who wants to marry my dad, queer eye for the straight guy (and girl!), combat missions, extreme makeover, for love or money, american idol, fear factor, outback jack, the look for less, elimidate, meet my folks, change of heart, the simple life, fifth wheel, blind date, knock first, clean house... you name it, i probably watch it.

if you take a look at my phone's calendar, you'll find that it's full of alarms and reminders set for certain days and times reminding me a particular show is about to come on (and what channel, of course). i kid you not.

heniway.

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although we are months/years behind the states, i watched the finale of 'who wants to marry my dad 2' (WWTMMD 2) on ETC today.

no one probably watches this show (except for me and my sister), but anyway, the gist of it is that the children of a single dad (divorced/widowed) choose a woman for him to marry (or to propose to, at least) by having all the women go through a loooong process of interviews and revelations of bad facts and talks and lie detector tests and blah blah blah. a stupid concept, but yes, it got me hooked, nonetheless.

after i watched the ending of the second season, i wasn't really satisfied, for the simple fact that i didn't like stacey, the woman that the children chose for their dad. i thought she was conniving, selfish, (a great actress, though! having the whole family believe she loves them! tsk tsk!), and.. and... let's just say i liked the other girl, suzanne, much better.

anyway.

i went online to search for news on the couple--and see where they are in their lives now. (yes, i warned you--i am a junkie.) well. instead of finding news on stacey and marty, the couple from WWTMMD 2, i saw news on don and christena, from the previous season.

apparently, don and christena have broken up. they didn't even get married. they decided to split up because neither of them were willing to relocate to another state. woohoo. such love for each other they have! and to make things even worse, when don was asked why he even bothered to join the show, he said, "The honest reason I did it was so I could spend three weeks of my life with my kids as adults. I knew it would never happen again."

goodnessgraciousgreatballsoffire.


after all the tens and thousands of episodes of reality tv shows i've seen, only Ryan and Trista from The Bachelorette got married, and are still together now.

what gets to me is that season enders of most of these reality tv shows contain a couple proclaiming undying love for each other. these shows usually end with
soulmates "finally finding each other". (the ones that have to do with "finding true love" of course--i'm not talking about fear factor or combat missions!). but after watching all these tv shows, and seeing how they all end in real life, it really makes me wonder.

it's stupid to believe that it's possible to find your 'true love' on nationwide television. it's stupid to believe that these shows aren't scripted, and that the outcomes of these shows really are unpredictable. it's silly to believe that these couples are actually in love. these people are after the money. they're after the fame.

so fine. i'm stupid. and silly.

once again...what exactly is my point?

yeah, yeah. i know.


i'm watching too much tv. i think.

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june 16, 2005. oops! i forgot! i also watch ambush makeover and last comic standing! hehehehehehe!!! =)

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