The challenge for this week was simple: Jump over a Styrofoam bar, which was a part of a giant metal jump rope, and if we were to break the Styrofoam, we were out. Whoever won, got immunity. Simple enough, right? Yeah, try doing that in like a million degree heat.
I surprisingly lasted almost the entire group that was participating in the challenge, and it was down to the final two: myself and Tara, which we were doing this for basically over two hours. I felt like I was going to give up and essentially give Tara immunity, until I heard someone said, "Come on Megan, you can beat Tara!" Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that, and when he noticed that I was looking at him, he gave me two thumbs up. That gave me a little bit more motivation as I continued going for a few more minutes until Tara made some mistake as she broke the Styrofoam. When that happened, I walked away from the challenge site, in disbelief that I had immunity for the weigh in, and then everyone had came over and towards me and congratulated me on it. We were walking back to the house when Tara had started walking beside me.
"Can I ask you something quick Megan?" Tara asked.
"Is it about Mike?" I immediately asked. Luckily, he wasn't paying attention.
"Maybe," Tara replied.
"Ask anyways," I said.
"Are you two secretly dating, but don't want anyone else in the house to know?" Tara asked.
I looked at her in a funny way before replying, "No. Why you ask?"
"Well, you guys have great chemistry together, any chance that you guys get that either we're not doing challenges, the works out, or anything of the sort, you guys are always together. I would have just assumed that you guys were going out, but, I didn't want to quickly jump to conclusions so that was why I wanted to ask you," Tara said.
"Thanks for asking, but the answer is that no we're not," I replied.
"Oh," Tara said. "Need help getting together with him?" Tara asked. "Cause I can help with that," She added.
I slightly laughed before saying, "No it's alright. Thanks for the offer though,"
"If you need help and if I'm still on the Ranch, just tell me," Tara said. "And besides, you two are perfect for each other," She added.
I just smiled on response.
"Who else knows about all of this?" Tara asked.
"My crush on him?" I asked, but more of a whisper so that only me and her could hear.
"Yeah," Tara said.
"Myself, Tiffany, you, Mandi, Kristen and Carla," I said.
"Oh, alright," Tara said. "Just wondering," She added. "But mark my words, before the end of the season, you two will become an item. Even if it means that I have to work day and night to make it happen," She added.
I smiled and laughed a bit before heading to the Ranch.
Oh boy, how I wish I found out that someone ended up overhearing our conversation.
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The weigh in went alright for me. Lost six pounds, making me at 263 pounds. Kept me above the yellow line, which is a success as it's one more week of hope that I get to bring Tiffany back onto the Ranch. Unfortunately for Damien and Joelle, they were the two people that fell below the yellow line. When we got back to the house to hear the explanations from Damien and Joelle with them explaining why they should be on the Ranch for one more week. Damien basically said to do whatever that they want to do and to 'wait for the verdict'. Joelle had 'explained' her reason on why she should stay on the Ranch. Basically, Joelle's explanation just didn't make sense whatsoever.
Tara ended up asking her whether or not she would want to stay here. She then went off to some completely different planet about her 'answer' to Tara's question. Some people may say that it's hesitation about Joelle answering the question in general. According to me, Joelle was just avoiding the damn question.
After Damien and Joelle left, it was time for Bob and Jillian's team to discuss who should stay and who should go home. Before anyone could say something, I actually had got the nerve to say, "I don't know who else is going to go this way: but how I'm going to work things for sure is that I'm sending Joelle home." I ended up lightly slapping my thighs with my hands. "Incase anyone of you is wondering is: It's that I hate her. No other way to put it; I simply hate her. Sooner or later, if we end up making a stupid decision and to keep her for like…three weeks for example, me and her would probably end up on the floor beating the hell out of each other. So that is why I want Joelle out of here as soon as possible."
After what I said, Filipe had then stated that Bob's team would keep Damien in the house and to send Joelle home, also letting Jillian's team know what they were going to do at the elimination room. Blaine ended up saying that Jillian's team respects their decision and says that they were going to join them in voting Joelle home. I was happy inside that everyone was joining in my point of view in voting Joelle home (without them hating her as much as I am). But I have a feeling that it would not go the way that I want to go in the elimination process.
When all of us were in the living room and the first few people had casted their vote, which was to send Joelle home. It was my turn to cast my vote. "You know what? Everyone explains why they voted the way they did, well, here's what I got to say about my vote: Damien stays…" I trailed off as I lifted off the lid of my tray and saw the paper that read Joelle on it. "And Joelle's going home," I added. After I said that, Joelle glared at me, which I glared back at her. After the rest of the group voted, it was resulted in Damien heading home. After he had left the elimination room, and we followed afterwards, Joelle walked up to me and asked, "Why did you vote for me anyways?"
"Make a long story short: I hate you," I said. "Hated you since the moment that we had been on this campus," I added.
Joelle was about to say something, but I cut her off and I said, "So, that would leave me to think that since I hate you and want you gone; I will vote for you when you fall below the yellow line. So the next time that you fall below the yellow line, doesn't matter who is the other person that falls below with you: You. Are. Getting. My. Vote. To. Leave. This. Campus," I said and put emphasis on 'you are getting my vote to leave this campus' so that Joelle would sort of understand what I was talking about.
"So for example, if it's me and your boyfriend that would fall below the yellow line, you would be voting me because you want your boyfriend to be with you for one more week?" Joelle asked.
Not cluing in on what she was talking about, I replied with, "Yeah," Then walked away.
