It's Britney, bitch. And the X-Factor, bitch, too.

OK, so just a couple of things I need to talk about. First of all? The freaking fantastic Femme Fatale concert by Britney!!! Absolutely amazing! The UK press are giving her a massive load of criticism at the moment, but no one can say she's 'lost it' after putting on a show like that!! The staging and lighting was incredible, the songs were a good balance of old classics given a new twist with the more recent singles and album tracks, she looked fantastic despite all the tabloids going on about this new 'fat' Britney, and best of all she sang live!! Well, it was a 50/50 split between live and miming, but when she sang live she showed that she does actually have more talent than people are willing to believe! She did get the words wrong at one point during I Wanna Go, oops, but at least it showed that it was live! I sang my little heart out, along with a full, yes full, O2 Arena (not quite sure what the papers were going on about her not selling half the tickets...) and had an all round amazing time! It's Britney, bitch!! Oh, and Joe Jonas, one of her support acts, was actually a really good singer, much better than I'd previously given him credit for. And hot too. With good, strong arms. *daydreams about Joe Jonas*



Check us out on TV!!

Moving on, the next night was X-Factor night, where me, my sister and Richie all went along to watch the filming of the Saturday live show. At 10.45am. Yup, that's right, we we're queuing outside Fountain Studios for 8 or so hours before the show started. Ouch. And the people at the front of the queue (although only 20 people ahead of us) had been there since 6.30am. The crazy bastards. We did have a brilliant time though, it's so much better watching it in the studio than on TV!! Don't know how I'll cope watching it on TV from now on... And we were so close to all the judges, plus Dermot stood right next to us for one of the links he did (we were on TV!! See the picture!!), Alexandra Burke standing in for Kelly, Sinitta was there (wow...) plus one of the hot ones from Nu Vibe, the Joe guy that never made it through judges houses (you know, the one that looked like he was having a seizure every time he performed) and one of The Wanted (they really need to stop following me around...). The performances were all amazing and I had a great time despite my hands hurting from the clapping and sore throat from cheering!! Oh, and the studio is deceptively big on TV, its soooo much smaller than I thought!! Totally worth queuing for all those hours though, would do it again anytime!

That is all.

Favourite songs of the moment:
Bruno Mars - Runaway Baby
Florence + The Machine - Shake It Out

Always look on the bright side of life. De do, de do de do de do...

I hate the news. Like, really hate the news. Now don't get me wrong, I completely understand that nothing sells more papers than a bit of doom and gloom, but why can't they just for once celebrate something that's been good in the World? Yes, the World is a terrible place, there are a lot of bad people, bad things happening (usually to good people), and a lot of upset and misery. The World is, however, also an amazing place, with brilliant people, doing amazing things, and generally just getting on with things and celebrating this little thing called life.

I had a bit of an argument, no, more of a debate I guess, with my Dad yesterday, about the balance between positivity and negativity. In his, um, maturing years he's becoming a lot more negative about, well everything really. It's almost like a party trick, within 15 seconds he can turn around the most positive situation or conversation into a negative one, and as someone who generally has very positive outlook on life, I find it very frustrating. Dad likes to call it the Victor Meldrew syndrome, and blames the media and television for conditioning him in this way, and to be honest he's probably right.

Take Eastenders for example, when was last time anything happy happened in the show? Story after story of depression, scandal, misery and anxiety. Once upon a time a used to watch the show almost religiously, but I could only take so much and had to stop before I ripped off my own arm and beat myself to death with it. I mean even weddings, the "happiest day of your life" will have the signature Eastenders style misery attached and end in some sort of tragedy, no wonder the whole of Britain is depressed. Maybe the show needs a bit of Glee treatment, because as much as I know a lot people might hate it, it certainly couldn't be called depressing! Although even I'm not sure I could take the cast members of Eastenders performing a show tune every episode...

So I've said this before, and I'll say it again: Life's too short. Go and be happy, ignore the news, and start looking at some of the amazing things that are all around you.

That is all.

Actually, that's not all. THERE'S ONLY 5 DAYS UNTIL I'M OFF TO BRITNEY SPEARS' FEMME FATALE TOUR!!

Now, that really is all.

My Boris is out of control!!

There is a little shopping monster that lives inside me. I reckon his name is probably Boris or something similar, it feels like it should be a Boris, or maybe a Bert? No, it's definitely Boris. Anyway, Boris has an appetite, a BIG appetite, and when it comes to shopping once he's started he doesn't know how to stop until he's completely full up on shiny, new, exciting things. Boris forced me into Topman today after work, I did try resisting but when Boris wants something, he usually gets it. Now I don't have a lot of money currently, despite the fact that payday was less than a week ago (let's just say any sort of budgeting has gone out of the window this month with the amount of birthday's, trips home, planned nights out etc I have this month...), but within minutes of entering the store I was holding onto 3 pairs of jeans, a cardigan, and 3 t-shirts. Ha.

I shall be parading these around
the office tomorrow...

Unfortunately for Boris I won this war, and only came away with one pair of lovely green stretch skinny jeans (see picture to the left!). However, had I the required funds available in my account I would now also have a matching purple pair, and a matching yellow pair. Do I need 3 pairs of the same jeans in different colours? Well yes actually, especially as I already have them in mustard, burgundy, and blue. It's essential to have a variety of colours, ready for any occasion!! And I feel that Boris will eventually get his way, regardless of the level of poorness. Where there's a will, there's a way. And there is a very big will...

Oh, and just to avoid any confusion, Boris is purely fictional. I am the shopping monster. I need to be controlled, not Boris. Maybe I need to find myself a little voice of reason, perhaps called Susan, that could live inside me telling me not to shop. Maybe not, life is too short, why not spend it shopping? Boris rules.

That is all.