Briatins Got Talent - A Craze That Swept the Nation!

Glad as I am that Ms Susan "never been kissed" Boyle didn't win, I have to admit, I was slightly shocked. I mean, she had Oprah Winfrey!But I guess that the great British public realised what a complete and utter fool Susan Boyle is and came to their senses. I always hated her, right from the moment I heard her say in the auditions "I'm Susan Boyle...".  

Bit surprised at JULIAN SMITH!!! 3rd? He wasn't even a contender. Shaheen should have at least came somewhere. I love that kid :)  Admittedly it wasn't his best performance, he was trying to make his voice deeper than it actually was, the audition was better. 

"And the winner, of Britain's Got Talent 2009 is............................................ DIVERSITY!!!!!!"

Ok that has to be my favourite moment of this year :) I LOVE Diversity. Emphasis on the LOVE. !  Always have, always will :) I tel you, this will be the first year I ever watch the Royal Variety your Maj.  Seriously. I was at a party, in the basement "den" with my best friend and our surrogate- and real- little brothers (11-13 yr olds) Screaming, cheering and booing throughout the whole program, J2o's splashing all over the shop. It was manic :) I loved it! When the winner was announced we went crazy! That's slightly sad i know, but this program gripped the nations hearts, and was talked of EVERYWHERE! For about 7 weeks, you could put "Wow, Shaheeeeeeeen!!!" as your facebook status and start a nightly debate on who would win, who was crap, and who was just too funny for words! You also didn't even have to explain your need to blog about it, because, well everyone was doing the same! It's odd, how something so normal-a talent contest. Can have such an impact. Odd indeed. 

And yes, I hear the cynics and humbugs who say that its all a setup. Hmmm, I really don't think so. :|

Experience!

Ok, anyone who has seen Peter Kay perform will probably know this joke.  His Mum used to tell him to give her 3 rings before bed to tell her he was safe. Well, I actually heard of someone doing this today :) 

Standing at the clocktower, a little old dear (bless) was on her mobile talking to her daughter i presume telling her to "give me 3 rings before bed to let me know your safe my love " HaHa. Love it!

A conversation with my Father

Whilst walking to my Nans, I asked him if i could go out to a concert with my friends Friday night,( a reasonable request!) this was his response...

Me: So, Dad. Everyones going to a concert in Camden Friday night and they have a spare ticket 'cos Hannah's grounded cos she did something, I don't know. (I always talk to much when I'm trying to convince him) So, can I go?

Dad: Camden? No way, it's too far. And too late. And I've given you a lot of money this week. (excuses!)

Me: What money? Dad you didn't even give my train fair this morning! (I was going to the dentists) 

Dad: Well... Well, yeh, I gave you £20 last month and another tenner last week! (2 months ago he gave me £20!)

Me: So, you'll think about it?

Dad: Don't tell me what I have to do!

Me: But can you please think about it?

Dad: Leave me alone! Maybe. 

(10 minutes later)

Me: So, are you thinking about it?

Dad: DON'T TELL ME WHAT I'M DOING!

Attempt #1

I have a diary, so technically i shouldn't need this blog. But I think I do. 

I doodle aimlessly in my diary, but here, i have to get straight to the point. Not an easy task when you are renowned for rambling when writing. Plus, i rarely write in my diary now, though i know i should- typing flows easier if I am honest.

I just hope no one i know ends up reading this thing, now THAT would be embarrassing. Seeing as I'm planning to pour my guts out to this, thing. 

The reason i wanted a blog was the same reason i think i wanted a diary. I don't know who, or what I am. You know those quizzes on facebook and nearly every other networking site that feeds our obsession of wanting to know what everyone is doing and where everyone is at every single moment of the day (and night), well I take those quizzes because i want someone to tell me who or what I am. That's sad i know. 

This is mostly because I am indecisive and don't know myself enough to decide what I am. Is that strange?