Most Sundays, I'm in the library studying. Writing some paper that I have been working on all weekend, and knowing that the only way to stay awake and alert is if I'm in the computer lab instead of sitting on my bed with my computer on my lap.But on the Sundays when I'm not in the library, and when I find myself home with nothing urgent to do, I watch Extreme Makeover - Home Edition.
That's not the embarassing part. The embarassing part is that I cry every time.
EVERY time.
I hold it together until they say "Move that bus!" and then they show the family's reaction to seeing the outside of their house for the first time, and they all cry. So my eyes well up.
And then they see the house, and they see things like the patio table made out of the grandmother's broken china plates that were destroyed in the tornado, or the picture of the son who died so he can look over the family, and at some point, I lose it.
And I sit on my messy bed, with tears streaming down my face, and laugh at how pathetic I am.
And then I watch America's Next Top Model.It's a good thing I usually have too much homework to be home on Sundays.
2 comments:
Oh, I wish you lived in Maine! I think we may actually be sisters.
I don't actually watch Extreme Makeover- Home Edition very often, but I've never seen it without crying!
I agree. I can't believe this show gets me every time. I haven't seen it in a while, but seriously, I don't think I've watched a show that tugs on your heartstrings as much as this one.
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