CONFESSION: I have a severe obsession with watching The Hills. Do you remember The Hills?—the spin off MTV reality series from ‘Laguna Beach’ that follows Lauren Conrad to LA as she ventures off as a single girl in the city juggling friends, work and love? Literally all those bitches did was go to lunch and stare at each other as a pop song played overhead, but I can’t stop watching it.
The series has since wrapped but Netflix fucked up my free time by adding it as an option to put in my queue.
With that confession out of the way, I was watching a few episodes the other day with a girlfriend—she hasn’t seen any episodes past season one so we took a field trip starting back at season two—the season where Lauren and Heidi’s friendship started to fall apart due to Heidi’s beginning of the end relationship with Spencer Pratt.
In the midst of our little marathon, there was one episode in the mix in particular that got us talking a lot—the Jenn Bunney incident.
When I first met you, I wasn’t sure how to feel about you. In every way I looked at it, you were just like the life I’ve already became to known–feeling stuck in my career, unhappy with my home and family life, back on again with my off again relationship, angry at losing people in my life to death–and really just angry in general–you seemed just like the year before. I had no real hope or expectations of anything truly spectacular happening.
As time went on with you, things went from “normal” to worse–falling out with a close friend, feeling trapped in my own mind, and to top off the icing on my shit cake–feeling forced to move away from home after a horrible fight with my family. Needless to say, by Summer I officially hated your fuckass guts.
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!! Saying that I am glad December is over is BEYOND an understatement. I feel like the past entire month I’ve been on the go–my house is a wreck, I’ve been losing track of my days and my liver hurts. In short: I’ve been acting like a cotton headed ninnymuggins.
In fact, it seems like mostly everyone has been acting out one way or another over this holiday season.
Between the company Christmas shindigs, the open bars, birthday celebrations and holiday get-togethers, it is hard to say no to that little friend we all know as alcohol. ESPECIALLY when it’s free. You say open bar, I say two Coronas, a shot, three limes and can I add mozzarella sticks to this tab as well?