Just a few weeks ago I found my newest addiction.

Gossip Girl consumed my life; I spent every waking moment thinking about the characters, fantasizing about being a part of the show, wondering, who was Gossip Girl?

There was something so captivating about the characters, something so intriguing about a mysterious girl who spread the destructive gossip. She was everywhere.

I started watching Gossip Girl on a Sunday night after getting told by my peers that it was amazing. It only took me two weeks to watch the entire series – 121 episodes in 14 days.

Hours and hours spent in front of the TV, all that could go through my head was when I would be able to watch the next episode. I stayed up until 7 a.m. watching the show during February break.

I had a deadly addiction. I wasn’t getting sleep. I couldn’t concentrate in school. Things were getting out of hand.

I just had to find out who the infamous Gossip Girl was, and then I could go back to my regular life. At least that’s what I told myself… although, that wasn’t necessarily the case.

I still watch reruns. I still think about the show all the time. It still consumes me.

Everyone has an obsession, an addiction, something they love. I just let my obsession take over my life. Gossip Girl was my downfall.

Don’t even get me started on my other TV addiction, The Carrie Diaries, because once I start there will be no stopping me.