i'm addicted

Two things, The Bachelor and Flappy Bird. 

This isn't a confession, this is a warning.

Oh Juan Pablo.

I promise myself every season that I won't watch this television show you call reality tv, but it always seems to suck me. 

I crumble under the pressure when they announce who will be next. "I loved him, I want him, I'll settle with watching him". 

I'm so proud of my sisters that toughened it up and stopped, but I can't get over the drama in the girls house. It really makes no sense, especially when the odds of  all of them getting their heart broken is 99.99%.

Good job girls, you keep me watching. Please continue to cry and make it a little interesting. 

I'm watching to tonight...with my roommates. They support me.

Never start Flappy Bird, don't even download it. 

It's a worthless game that can never be won.

I got sucked into this unhealthy vortex.

I played 2 hours straight yesterday with nothing to show for it except a whopping high score of 36, I screamed and jumped with joy....I need help.

I"m deleting it.