Contrary to popular belief, Monday is the best day of the week. The start of the week, homework, and stress mean nothing to me, because Mondays mean “The Bachelor” is on.
Anyone who knows me knows that I am obsessed with “The Bachelor/ Bachelorette/ Bachelor in Paradise.” “The Bachelor” franchise has been a part of my life for six years, and I have been a fan ever since Ali Fedotowsky’s season. She got me hooked on
the show, and I fell in love with her trying to fall in love. I don’t know if I am most drawn to the love story, the attractive contestants, or the drama, but the show is irresistible.
When I first started watching “The Bachelor,” I had to record it secretly because my parents didn’t approve of it. They thought it was a trashy show and still make fun of me for watching it, but that doesn’t stop me. Every Monday at 7 p.m., I stop everything I am doing, do a little dance, and run downstairs because I know it’s “Bachelor” time.
One of the most amazing parts of watching “The Bachelor” is being a part of “The Bachelor” community. I cannot go to school on Tuesday unless I have watched the latest episode because I don’t want anyone to spoil it. One time, I went to watch the latest episode, and to my shock and disappointment, my DVR didn’t record it!
I ran upstairs crying and texting my friends to see if I could come over to anyone’s house to watch it. Everyone was already too far into it, so I set my alarm for 5 a.m. the next morning to watch it online before school.
My mom has supported me through the latest glorious season by making popcorn for dinner a few too many times to set the mood for “The Bachelor” viewing party I have all by myself. This season is by far my favorite. Ben is tall, dark, and handsome, and any girl would be lucky to have him. I sit on the edge of my seat every episode, rooting for my favorite girls and tearing up every time Ben ashes that breathtaking smile. I even printed out a bracket at the start of the season to choose who I thought was going to make it all the way.
“The Bachelor” is not just a show for teenage girls who go crazy for all of the beautiful people, but many parents, especially dads, are into the show. Even though my dad is not
a fan, I have talked to many of my friends’ dads about who their favorites are.
Many “Bachelor” haters disapprove of my obsession, saying the show is all fake and the producers make up the whole plot. I agree that the producers sometimes tell certain people to start drama in order to raise TV ratings, but I believe the connections and action are mostly real. I fall in love with almost every bachelor or bachelorette and stand behind all of their decisions, except when I hate the person they choose.
Seeing girls cry over dumb, insigni cant things on national television brings joy to my heart, along with some second-hand embarrassment. The drama creates a much more entertaining show, but the love feels real. Many of the dates on the show are cheesy, but the romance is worth it. The show wants people to know that love is truly out there and can be found in the most unexpected ways. It brings hope to people like me who have been boyfriend-less their whole lives that someone is out there. Maybe even a guy like Ben the babe would someday fall for me.