Thought I made it clear now--

Going back through my journal in order to see if I can find my information for old blog crews and JESUS CHRIST, WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME?

I mean I know I'm pretty bad now-- but there is a special level of hell where my 27 year old self really is meant to be.

So I watched the first episode of Terrace House- Boys and Girls in the City, a japanese reality tv show; like the Real World-- but so much more polite. Then I was like "Owen has to watch it", because he loves reality t.v and I thought that he'd be amused.

I showed him the first episode--- and soon one episode turned into three, and then into 9 before he had to leave, it successfully made him NOT think about his fasting for Ramadan (which he survived the first day of, I know my boyfriend is very strong but I still feel guilty about consuming food and drink in front of him, not because I think he will cave but as a respect to his religion).

Seriously, because it's so calm-- I think that makes the series even show even more fucked up. Like what happens at Blue Note with Yuriko and Yuki, That was so very messed up in it's entirety. then at the end of it, I asked him if he was addicted-- he smiled sheepishly and said "yeah--". So now I have to watch it with him-- it's a whole bunch of drama llama-- and the commentary is actually pretty refreshing. But I love their level of scandalized, so much that I wonder how they'd react to Jersey Shore. (oh gods, "fast horrified japanese talking* DTF *fast horrified japanese talking* SITUATION *fast horrified japanese talking blah blah* SNOOKIE")

If anyone ever wondered how easy it is for me to fall into random series-- well there's your answer, it obviously takes the time it takes me to read a simple post about a japanese version of The Real World-- so approximately five minutes.