You see, I gotta go out in this car with these people and get FUUUCCKED UP

Here's the deal. Last night I saw one of the worst shows I've ever witnessed in my life. I thought TV was already polluted enough with terrible reality shows and pointless sitcoms such as Laguna Beach, Jerry Springer, and some joke called 'Stacked' starring Pamela Anderson as a coffee shop employee named Skylar. Well apparantly viewers can't get enough of this bullshit because last night I was lucky enough to see 'The Bachelor: Paris'. The entire show is about this big, handsome cocky dude who travels to famous landmarks in Paris and dates American women while doing it. The women are all hoping to win his affection and he basically has his pick of the litter, dismissing a new one from the lineup every week (I suppose). Anyway, I highly regret not studying for my Pre-Cal test and wasting time griping about how terrible the show was.




You're motorin'
What's your price for flight
In finding Mister Right
You'll be all right tonight

Night Ranger perfectly expresses my feelings right now.