Reality TV

My guilty pleasure is reality television. It's not something I'm proud of, but I cannot help but become enthralled by these strange people who are willing to be so vulnerable in front of the world. I have this problem where I feel like I know these strange people. Their successes feel like mine and I feel crushed, almost devastated, when they fall. Well, maybe my emotions are not quite to the extent of their emotions but you get the point. I have watched every single season of America's Next Top Model and I've had my favorites that I wanted to win every season, but it was not until this season (cycle 10) that I really felt like one girl deserved this more then anyone ever had. The girls of the other seasons always managed to find a way to disappoint me, as people often do. They would lose sight of who they were. They seemed nice, but not very genuine. This season one girl gained my full respect, and that girl is Anya. She never once caused drama or talked about another girl. She actually went out of her way to make sure that everyone was doing okay. On top of all this she was fierce in pictures and runway. There are about fifteen minutes until the winner is revealed, but I cannot help but feel super nervous. May the best model win.