I’m sort of watching Confessions of a Teen Idol, albeit with an air of fascination. Can I first say, this is SO lame. These people are doing their bestest to get back into the limelight to reignite their careers.

I think this is so sad, is there a Celebrity Unemployment Office? An unemployment office for the beautiful people or something? I understand that people have problems and all, but aren’t we all just a little tired of hearing famous people bitch about how hard it is for them?

The real trip is the guy running things is a has been, he was the big brother in the Wonder Years. I’ve always thought he had a strangely shaped head. Weird to see him on TV again. Some of these people you can tell are really sincere about entertaining people and really could give a shit about notoriety. I have always appreciated those stars that are more private, because when I’m watching a movie, I don’t want to even for a minute have a reference to a sex tape, a relationship, a bad breakup, a divorce, a tantrum in public, or worse. I want to see those actors doing what they do, acting, don’t make them real to me because then it stops being entertaining.

I’m all for this reality tv stuff because I love Kitchen Nightmares and Hell’s Kitchen and Cops and The First 48 and Cold Case Files and I know it’s saving the networks millions of dollars in scripts, actors, etc. But come on, isn’t it defeating the purpose of a reality to show to involve actors?

Celebrity Rehab is a show I can understand, and oddly enough most of the people on the show I had no idea even existed really so, I don’t care that I’m hearing about their addictions, problems, etc. you expect celebrities to have celebrity problems, going to rehab seems to be the cool thing to do lately, so hey I don’t mind watching, it’s kind of entertaining.

It’s mostly sad though.

I guess we all have our own preferences and ideas of what is entertaining and what’s not, that stuff just isn’t to me, but then again, I don’t read the star magazine’s and crap because I really don’t care what goes on in the life of celebrities. I care about them about as much as they care about me. Watching this stuff is like going to a museum, you yawn the whole time knowing you should be interested because it’s history or something, but you’re just not. Something about the smell or the way it looks, it’s just boring.

What are your favorite reality TV shows?

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Originally, this meme was designed to showcase your old mementos and I was tagged by DCR. Sadly, I have no mementos, unless you count the clothes I’m hanging onto from high school hoping one day my post-child body will resemble my pre-child body. Yah, I know, big dreams and fat chance.

But since I have no mementos and no stuffed bears to speak of, I have modified this meme to accommodate my weirdness.

I have this book I put together in middle school. It was required and it took me all kinds of hell to put it together. I don’t remember doing it, but I do remember calling my grandmother to help me gather the supplies I would need to get this project done. I remember it was one of the first “A’s” I can remember ever receiving.

Anyways, this book is a photo album, but the point of the book was to talk about where you’ve come from, where you’ve been. You can imagine at the ripe old age of 11 or 12 or so, we had to make some stuff up to fill the pages, and fill them up I did.

I remember thinking when I finally decided how the whole book would flow, that it would be a great work of fiction about my life. And my was it. I talked about the day I was born like I had been there as an observer. I also talked about professions I wanted to be in and the goals and objectives I had at that age.

The details escape me now because as I write this I am at work, on lunch, trying to grasp at the memory that is the oldest and one of the rare examples of a good thing I could pull out of my history. I remember being proud of myself when I got my grade back and thinking, wow, if my life were really like this, I’d have an A+ life! Yes, that’s a hokey thought but what are you at 11 and 12 if not hokey?

I still have that book in a closet, my Grandmother kept it for me, as well as a certificate I received for perfect attendance in 5th grade. High Achiever!

Occasionally after a move or when I’m looking for something I’ll run across that book and every time I do I stop what I’m doing and I sit down and I flip through those pages and it takes me back. I feel 12 again, sitting there in class, I can even picture the classroom, I had a crush on one of my classmates that year. I think about how my home life was and my school life and how opposite they were. I enjoyed going to school until I reached the high school level, because it wasn’t home.

Later when I’m home, maybe I’ll rummage through the closet and find that book again and take some pictures for you to see it. It looks like a 20 year old photo album until you open it up. I always wear a smile as I look through it because it’s one of the few things I have left from childhood that does indeed make me smile.

There’s also a video floating around amongst my family members of myself and my cousin at Six Flags singing “Smokin’ in the Boys Room” on video in a video booth. Complete with goofy clothes, hammy teenagers and a cheesy background. I haven’t seen it in years, but should I come across it I’ll dub it onto YouTube or something and share..you’ll never look at this MouthyGirl the same I’ll tell ya. Just thinking about that video makes me laugh.

So that’s my bear, if you will, of a memory. Now I’m supposed to tag a few people but I won’t. If you want to participate in this meme, email me with the link to your post and I’ll update mine with a link to yours.

See you tomorrow for GirlFriday!

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