Testimonials

Baya, (pronounced BAY-uh, and not BYE-uh, and get it right cause she corrected me) is tiny and adorable. She'd fit perfectly in my purse. She's very serene. She joined the Real World to "meet new people". On television, but I don't call her out on it. Baya's into nature and traveling. During her time in the Real World house, Baya worked as a DJ at Angels & Kings, the lower east side bar owned by the dude who knocked up Ashlee Simpson. According to what I read online, they were frequenting that bar because no one in Red Hook wanted them around, and Angels & Kings already had a relationship with MTV. But I don't mention that either.

According to her bio, Baya suffers from panic attacks, but she tells me that it wasn't really an issue in the house. "Did you read your official MTV bio?" I ask her, cause hers makes her sound like a total basket case. She rolls her eyes and laughs. Baya is into animals and the environment - she tells me about how the Real World house was infested with mice, and how Scotty would catch them and set them free. I added my two cents about how my beach house was infested with rats and we set those box traps that electrocute them, and I don't think Baya likes me anymore.

Then she starts expounding about all the "positive female energy" in the house, and how lucky she felt to have been roommates with such "powerful women". Oh, come on. This is the Real World, it's not a female empowerment seminar. Then she tells me that she, Devyn and Scotty are moving into an apartment in Manhattan together, so she can pursue her dreams of being a DJ and a dancer. She asks me not to publish the neighborhood where they're moving to, because everyone knows going on the Real World brings Brangelina type fame, and she doesn't want all those pesky paparazzi and fans stalking her.

I half-heartedly ask them about any house drama, knowing by now it's a totally lost cause, and big shock, I am informed that everyone got along great and they're all just BFF. It seems the only ones anyone had a problem with were the damn mice and even they got released back onto the pier with nary a scratch on 'em. It is at this point that I sigh and ask them if they're worried if they think their season will be boring, and they tell me no because they're interesting people. Concurred, but interesting people do not necessarily make for interesting reality television.

Cooler Than You + Female Empowerment - Drunk People Having Sex And Going To Jail = Bigger Dud Than Denver

And that brings my time in the Real World Brooklyn house to an end. Thanks to the cast, who despite the best efforts of my reality-hardened heart to dislike them, charmed me to pieces, and thanks to Arch-Nemesis Jess and her entourage of PR girls for hooking me up with the visit. I really hope I'm wrong about the season, and that there was lots and lots of dramz that they just didn't want to ruin for me...we'll find out soon enough. See you January 7th!!

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