Ex-factor
I am outraged, that is it! Never again shall I enjoy a saturday evening in front of the telly without this shadow of utter despair hovering over me. I can no longer enjoy X-factor fully, I shall be forever reminiscing the tragic events that took part tonight.
Ashley is out.
And what makes things worse is that nobody in the audience had the decency to gun down the Ronald Mcdonald twins, my god I despise them. They are worse than piles.
It seems the only obvious choice left now is Ben, and though his locks are long and glossy, they are no comparison to Ashley's amazing mop. How can people allow hair that good to go out of the competition?
As you can see, I am writing this post just after the results so the wounds are still raw, perhaps tomorrow I shall be calmer and a little more rational. But I very much doubt it.
This last week has been the most ridiculous week ever! My entire life has just become one big comedy sketch. The heating broke at work so I have been wearing a snood, a hat, a scarf, gloves, and a coat at my desk, and I have back ache from shivering. Everyone at work has been so stressed I was seriously expecting some people to combust right there in front of me. I lost my key on wednesday and had to escape over the garden fence (as I had locked myself in the night before and then misplaced the key). This is no easy feat, the fence is 6ft, and I was carrying a lasagne at the time......Benny Hill music accommpanied the drama (in my mind only of course), but I managed it, only for my bloody bus to break down on the way to work. Public transport is pants. My hand is injured too, can you strain yourself from overusing a mouse?
Sara, I would love to come to yours on Saturday, but I think we should go out after as I have told meg we would but nothing is planned yet! Up to you! I'm getting a lift back on the friday with Mike so I am about that nite too. And yes, I watched Pete Burns, any excuse to see people's surgery go horrificly wrong, love it!
Ellie, cheers for friday! The Feeling were very good, my god that man can spin, and the tartan socks-very impressive. I think we would both agree that he was very fanciable up until he began playing a sparkly piano wearing a crisp white jacket. Suddenly we were plagued with the mournful notion that he is probably gay. Nevermind.
Thankyou for chauffering me to tescos, my pitta tastes damn good but the tesco dark chocolate fruit and nut is a bit.....well weird. I still ate it though.
Right, off to watch LOST episode 5, I'm so excited! (and sad I know)
P.S. If anyone sees a group of guys in strange attire out in Wolverhampton this evening it is my brothers and co. Michael is dressed as Ali G, Martin as a Boxer with a black eye, martin's boss is apparently a convincing Austin Powers and Vishall a suprisingly pretty Britney Spears. Beware, they are all very much in character.
P.P.S. I never got any sparklers. Probably for the best, the week I've had, inevitably I would have received third degree burns or died, or appeared on a pete Burns documentary called 'I used to pass as a human'.
Bye folks
Ashley is out.
And what makes things worse is that nobody in the audience had the decency to gun down the Ronald Mcdonald twins, my god I despise them. They are worse than piles.
It seems the only obvious choice left now is Ben, and though his locks are long and glossy, they are no comparison to Ashley's amazing mop. How can people allow hair that good to go out of the competition?
As you can see, I am writing this post just after the results so the wounds are still raw, perhaps tomorrow I shall be calmer and a little more rational. But I very much doubt it.
This last week has been the most ridiculous week ever! My entire life has just become one big comedy sketch. The heating broke at work so I have been wearing a snood, a hat, a scarf, gloves, and a coat at my desk, and I have back ache from shivering. Everyone at work has been so stressed I was seriously expecting some people to combust right there in front of me. I lost my key on wednesday and had to escape over the garden fence (as I had locked myself in the night before and then misplaced the key). This is no easy feat, the fence is 6ft, and I was carrying a lasagne at the time......Benny Hill music accommpanied the drama (in my mind only of course), but I managed it, only for my bloody bus to break down on the way to work. Public transport is pants. My hand is injured too, can you strain yourself from overusing a mouse?
Sara, I would love to come to yours on Saturday, but I think we should go out after as I have told meg we would but nothing is planned yet! Up to you! I'm getting a lift back on the friday with Mike so I am about that nite too. And yes, I watched Pete Burns, any excuse to see people's surgery go horrificly wrong, love it!
Ellie, cheers for friday! The Feeling were very good, my god that man can spin, and the tartan socks-very impressive. I think we would both agree that he was very fanciable up until he began playing a sparkly piano wearing a crisp white jacket. Suddenly we were plagued with the mournful notion that he is probably gay. Nevermind.
Thankyou for chauffering me to tescos, my pitta tastes damn good but the tesco dark chocolate fruit and nut is a bit.....well weird. I still ate it though.
Right, off to watch LOST episode 5, I'm so excited! (and sad I know)
P.S. If anyone sees a group of guys in strange attire out in Wolverhampton this evening it is my brothers and co. Michael is dressed as Ali G, Martin as a Boxer with a black eye, martin's boss is apparently a convincing Austin Powers and Vishall a suprisingly pretty Britney Spears. Beware, they are all very much in character.
P.P.S. I never got any sparklers. Probably for the best, the week I've had, inevitably I would have received third degree burns or died, or appeared on a pete Burns documentary called 'I used to pass as a human'.
Bye folks
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