Five Reasons 'Keeping Up With The Kardashians' Is So Addicting

Five Reasons 'Keeping Up With The Kardashians' Is So Addicting


Aside from Kim and her baby announcement taking over the news, we can all admit we've seen at least a minute of an episode to know that this ridiculous show is addicting. Maybe it came down to Kim's butt hypnotizing you into staying for an episode. Regardless, the public feeds off the "irregular" people drama; the type of drama you would probably only see in a Kardashian household.

Let's break down five reasons why you stopped vacuuming to mindlessly watch Kourtney fall into a toilet bowl:

1. The Kardashians will say and do almost anything.

When we were children, there was leeway with our responses to people. Saying something silly was excusable because of our age and inexperience. Despite the Kardashians being grown adults, they're lovable people because it's almost as if they are the six-year-old you have to shush in the grocery store for asking a heavy person if they're pregnant.

2. They stand up for themselves.

No one likes a group of girls who talk about each other instead of confronting. Although constant conflicts can get repetitive and frustrating, not being afraid to speak your mind definitely adds spice to a reality television show. When Kourtney wouldn't wear deodorant because she thought it would tamper with her breast milk, her husband promptly noted, "A little dab of deodorant would go a long way with her." We all love to watch a good argument!

3. We're constantly notified of their existence.

This may seem like an instance where the Kardashians are frustrating, but if you've had full-blown conversations about what Khloe was wearing in an Instagram post, that qualifies as interested. It can be soothing to escape the real world momentarily to see celebrities tweet about their breakfast or what they did to be in the news. The Kardashians are addicting because we simply can't escape their existence!

4. Their exaggerated reactions.

Who doesn't love a good Kim crying face? We've used it as an icon for Monday morning exams and other silly instances because Kim probably cries more times than anyone on the show – and that's a lot. Just as it was said above, they are almost inhuman when it comes to "problems" they face because it seems so miniscule compared to the other happenings around the world. Although some scoff at the thought of someone crying over their husband cleaning their closet out, it's humorous to even fathom that being something to cry about. Maybe Kanye should just ask next time.

5. There is always something new happening.

As much as the public likes to think that the Kardashians are shallow and fake, they are always on the go and doing something to either better themselves, or their relationships. From Bruce making the transformation to Caitlyn, to the family doing community service on vacations, they are just as involved in the world as anyone else is. I'm not saying they're stellar contributors, but they do try to affect the masses in whatever way they can. We'd like to think that we turned the channel to E! to watch the Kardashians out of spite, but somewhere inside you, you can connect to the random and spastic transitions the Kardashians endure. It may be to a different degree because fame and money can hold a certain support, but no matter the situation they do enjoy each other as a family, and try their best to accommodate to their fast-paced lifestyle.

Long story short, "Keeping Up With The Kardashians" is just another was for us as the public to not only pick at a family that isn't our own for once, and to follow the crazy shenanigans they get into on a day-to-day basis. We don't hate them necessarily, we hate that we can't stop watching.

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To the guy that shot my brother...


To the guy that shot my brother,

On January 9, 2019 my families entire life changed with one phone call. The phone call that my little brother had been shot in the face, no other details. We didn't need any other details. The woman on the phone who called us in full panic told us where he was so we went, as soon as possible. I don't think it helped that not even 10 min prior I talked to Zach on the phone.. kind of irritated with him, and the ONE TIME I didn't say 'I love you' as we hung up. Could've been the last time we ever spoke.. I remember pulling up to the hospital thinking 'this can't be real' 'it's not our Zach' 'this is just a dream Sarah, WAKE UP' I'd close my eyes really tight just to open them, I was still in the hospital emergency parking lot. I could still hear the ambulance sirens coming. It was all real.

The day our life's changed was definitely a test of faith. A test of how strong we were, as a family. I sat in that waiting room ready to see the damage that has been done to my sweet baby brother. Because at that point we had no idea how lucky he got. That glimpse of seeing Zach will haunt me forever. How helpless I felt in that exact moment frequently wakes me up from these horrific dreams I've been having ever since that day. That is a moment burned into my me and families brain forever.

You always hear about these things in the movies or on the news, a house being shot up, someone shooting another innocent person, not to care if they died on your watch. But we found ourselves on the news.. We have been confined to the hospital since that day. Running on barely any sleep, taking shifts of sleep so we don't make ourselves sick taking care of Zach. Watching him suffer. Undergoing surgeries, to repair the damage you did.

Before I proceed let me tell you a little something about the man you shot.

Zachary Keith Wright. A blonde hair blue eyed boy. Who could potentially be the most annoying human on the planet (possibly coming from his sister). A man who loves his God first, loves his family second. Perfect by no means, but almost perfect to me. A 19 year old who was to graduate high school this month. After graduation he was prepping to leave for Marine boot camp in the summer.. being in the military has been Zach's dream since he could talk. Literally. Running around, playing war with underwear on our heads, and finger guns. Some would say we looked like natural born assassins.. growing up he has been a country boy. Let me tell ya country to the core. He loves this country like he loves his family. He believes in helping people, taking charge in what's right, and never leaving a brother behind. He's lived by that his whole life. Until now....

The day you shot him. The day not only did you change my brothers life, you changed his families life too. The day you almost ripped my brother out of this world... for what? A misunderstanding? Because you've let something take ahold of your life that you can't let go you're willing to kill someone innocent over? Luckily for him, his guardian angels were protecting him in your time of cowardice. There were 3 times that day he should've died, the time you shot him, the time you tried to shoot him again as he stared you directly in the face, (even tho he couldn't talk I know you could read his eyes, and he still intimidated you. That's why you tried to pull the trigger again) and the time he was running out of the house. But he lived. A man who was shot in the face, didn't lay there helpless, didn't scream in agony. That MAN walked to the neighbors to get help. Why? Because he's a MAN, and because he's on this earth for a reason.

It's gonna sound a little strange not only to you, but the audience who is reading this. I must say thank you. Even in this situation, this was the best outcome we could get. He gets to live. He will make a full recovery. He will graduate. And he will go off into the Marines. You united my family together. Closer than ever. Thank you. You tested our faith and brought us closer to our God. Thank you. Because of your moment of weakness, you showed us what prayer could do. Heal anything. Thank you. This was a bump in the road, and a helluva way to kick off our year of 2019. But here we are.. all laying in the hospital. I'm looking around as mom is sleeping in her recliner chair exhasted but still here, Zach his awake playing his xbox all hooked up to machines, fighting to heal and get better. And of course I'm writing this letter to you.

See you in trial,

From the girl whose brother you shot.

'Fight the good fight' - 1 Tim 6:12 🤟🏼💙

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