The real World:

I have mentioned before several times that i am a fan of the reality show.

Someone asked me the other day while i was getting my weekly fix of LC and Audrina "why do you think it is that you enjoy watching other people live their lives, when instead of just sitting there watching, you could be living yours?"....

OK, so that someone was me. And the thought had never occurred to me until that very moment.

Damn.

And then i began to think about how cool it would be if my life were filmed by camera's 24/7 (supposedly) and then i freaked out, because then people would then find out that:

All the clothes that are supposed to be hung up in my closet are actually in fact either lying on the couch in my room or on the floor of my closet and the floor of the closet in the guest room. Look, jezebel told me its called a freaking floordrobe. Lay Off.

That i rarely ever change the outfit i put on first. It usually works out well for me, either that or my friends never tell me the truth. Its a thing i picked up in boarding school when i shared a room with the worlds most annoying indecisive person. The worst is that she would ask my opinion every time she changed.

I almost always lie about what I'm doing when i answer the phone (shameful). The degree of the lie depends on who is calling and what I'm actually doing.

Which means that people will not only find out that i lied, but that i am usually googling myself, or eating simba chips (chutney flavour) for dinner, or that im listening to my Hanson or Hannah Montana CD, or watching High School Musical on PVR, or...I'm gonna stop now but you get the point.

I pre-drink by myself every, single time i go out.

I mean, that's the stuff that they really should edit out, not too exciting. But the stuff they really would keep is the stuff that happens socially. There are no Brody Jenners in my life (find suicide note at the end of post) but there have been some really awkward dates and there are some serious frenemy situations for example:

The editor boy's sister is exes with a guy i slept with once, and when ed asked me how i knew him i completely lied, even though this guy and i talk on a regular basis.

My friend tila is actually a frenemy coz i know she told the guy she's dating that i dislike him, because he is an asshole...but he is an asshole and she only likes him coz he's rich.

I once kissed said asshole (before they started dating OK)but we were both very drunk and never ever told. Besides i would totally deny it if it leaked...but not with the camera's following.

I met editor boy before i broke up with high flyer and kissed him even.

I hang out with some very elite (read: filthy rich and spoiled and therefore drama filled socialites) people who like to party...A LOT.

I have my very own Whitney. The work friend who always blankly asks what i did over the weekend and who always says "oh...wow" and "how cool"

i have a great...scratch that AMAZING shoe collection.

Of course the question remains as to whether MTV would be interested. But hey MNET...hola.

I guarantee better ratings than jacobs cross

*unwritten*