In the room where I sleep … my thoughts overflow.

This hump day sucks. My allergies are kicking my butt, kung fu style. I really want to write a blog for my own sake. If I don’t, I will feel guilty all day. See what you people have done to me? You have gotten in my head. I will hate you forever. Wait, there is no way I can hate you. How can I stay mad at you? You are so cute. 

Achooo! Achoo! Achoo! I hate you!

I indulged in my favorite show again last night. Yes, the Bad Girls Club in Miami. I don’t know what this exactly says about me. I am sure it’s not good. Never mind I don’t wanna know.  I can’t help it. I know it’s wrong. And I keep telling myself this will be the last time, no this will be the last time. I have control. Until I see the clips for the next show and then I am like OMG Natalie from last season is gonna make an appearance. MUST DVR!

 I freely admit it’s a sick sick addiction! I can’t help it. It’s like a car wreck. You don’t wanna stare but you so have too! What if you see something cool? What if it’s talked about the next day on CNN (no wait CNN is too classy for the BGC) or Twitter and I can be like, “I was so there!!”

Can’t. Look. Away.

Must.Watch.Every. Tuesday. Night.

And again, this is something I don’t readily tell people that I do. God forbid, what would my mother think?

 I am 26 years old, most of these girls age, yet they are so foreign to me. Obviously I am not the kind of girl to put worth on expensive things. For example, a whooped fellow employee of mine bought his new girlfriend a $800 purse. Never in my wildest dreams would I ask for something that expensive. I love BOGO at Payless people!  I like discounts. $800 is something I would spend on a small used car! The Bad Girls are all about pointing out the cheap and ugly.  And yes ladies the word shallow does against! And it has never been a great thing to be!

They are petty and stupid and overly emotional. PMS at it finest moment. Almost diabolical and nuclear!  Things are blown out of proportion in great scales and I love it.  The funny thing is that as soon as I am done watching it I am pumped. I wanna get in a fight. I wanna throw something. I wanna break something. I wanna get in someone’s face and scream at the top of my lungs. I would never throw bleach though like one girl did. Bleach to me is like acid.  I am afraid of it. Thank god I don’t have bleached blonde hair. I would have melted away.

So in conclusion, Bad Girls might be slightly a bad influence. Ok, a big bad influence. At least I am in acceptance mode now. Hmmm, maybe I should start the first Bad Girls Anonymous support group. I’ll ask Lindsey and Paris to join. It should be fun. Maybe there will be fighting?!?!?! Wait, see I have been demoralized!

Fine! I’ll watch the shopping network. I’ll buy a new slow cooker or something. Geez!

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Comments on: "Blah Blah Bad Girls Club Blah Blah Bad Influence" (10)

  1. The first step is “Acknowledging” you have a problem . . yada yada yada :as I ponder if 10 am is really too early for a beer – I mean somewhere in the world its Happy Hour: LOL . . and WTF!?! $800 for a purse???? I can buy the enitre Junior department at WalMart 🙂

    • marinasleeps said:

      I told that employee, “If you are telling me so I can think man … your such a great guy. You’re wrong! Now every time you get a gift for her its gotta be better than $800. The joke is on you man!”

  2. do you take allergy pills? I always have a ton, I’ll give u some if you’d like.

  3. Blah Blah Bad Girls Club Blah Blah Bad Influence…

    I found your entry interesting do I’ve added a Trackback to it on my weblog :)…

  4. i am having BGC withdrawls lol i dont have cable anymore where can i watch it at?

  5. $800 for a purse? I only buy something if it’s on discount, and I sharp nose for 75-80% off something. I just got a jacket that was $120 for $34, I am good! And Bad Girls is addicting, I totally understand, I love watching it with my mom.

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