Productivity is overrated.

So in true procrastinator form, I was watching VH1 with my sociology notes open in front of me. I wasn't actually reading the notes, but I thought that maybe having them in my line of vision might somehow help. Tonight I'll sleep with them under my pillow and try to learn through osmosis.

But anyway, I was watching VH1 and saw a commercial for a new reality show.

Sidenote: I'd like to say that for the most part, reality tv disgusts me.
Yes, I watch both seasons of Rock of Love and I Love New York.
Yes, I watch Real World and a Shot at Love with Tila Tequila.
But that doesn't mean the shows don't disgust me. They're pathetic.
I mean, it's pathetic that America gets entertainment out of such degrading
and menial drama. Most of it is probably scripted anyway.
What's even more pathetic is that even the people who absolutely hate it
actually enjoy it.

But I digress. There was a commercial for a new reality show, I Know My Kid's A Star. And the commercial featured all these parents screaming at their kids, and the kids getting upset because they're not good enough. And these children are about ten years old. It really kind of make me want to puke. I mean, it's pure exploitation of children! For entertainment! There was one clip of a child saying that she thought "All the moms...on this show should be on drugs." And she was right! The mothers were ridiculous! But the moms aren't the only ones who should be on drugs. The producers need something too. I mean, come on. Who in their right mind would say "Let's find a way to market little children's tears!"

Ugh.

I really wish my finals were over already.