I love Katie Waissal from the X Factor, I don't watch the show, but the acts I want to see I look up on Youtube. To be honest im not crazy about her singing, but I love her outfits and she is absolutely stunning. Thought id balance out my blog abit, thought I needed a shallow post after my 'Samaritans conference' one.

I woke up this morning rocking the La Roux look, I feel priveliged to reveal it here.

Listen to Best Coast.

Ellie Goulding is too cute. I laaave her! I need to purchase her album asap.

Two weekends ago I went to Samaritans 50th annual conference weekend. I'd been told afew months previous about this weekend and about 'Sophie Andrews' (the chair of Samaritans, shes the one on the right). I was told she was a Samaritans caller and wrote a book about her life, and that is was an extremely poignant story. Intruigued, I borrowed the book from a fellow Samaritan (I blogged about the book a while back) I read the book in three days. Bla bla bla. SO, the book fucked me up abit and then I was insanely hestitant and apprehensive about meeting her at the conference. I attended the conference as planned, when we arrived we all had a formal welcome by Sophie. Although this particular situation isn't likely to be seen as emotional and overwhelming, it was. I can't explain how I felt as she stood behind the microphone, poised so collectively delivering her well thought out piece. I think an immediate sense of envy flowed through me, I envy her courage and thirst for life which she clearly presented to everyone as she showed her appreciation of our attendance. A woman driven by such sad circumstances completely turns the potentially life ruining experiences into life changing actions. Later on that night I walked past her in the corridor, as soon as I saw her I was telling myself 'go and speak to her, go and speak to her', it took all my strength to manage to walk up to her and speak to her than I can ever begin to explain. I walked up to her and told her how much I admire her, sounding like a complete twat also confessing how long I had been stood outside trying to pluck up the courage to speak to her. She asked me about why I became a Samaritan etc and gave me a hug. I felt honoured to be in the same room as her, for her to speak to me and show such care meant more than anything in the world. I am crying fucking writing this, words cannot explain how much meeting Sophie and learning about her life story and learning about her new life overcoming such a horrific childhood changed my life.

I cannot express how excited I am for series seven of Peep Show. Omfg. Take me now mitchell and webb.

I've just been having a very 'sex and the city' style think. I was sat eating my chicken soup thinking about relationships and how much analysing I do when I become involved with someone new. I spend so much time analysing myself and even more so, the other person, trying to work out what they're about and what kind of person they are and why. Although I realise bringing up their 'ex's' isn't appropriate if done 5864 times in a day, I tend to find it very difficult not to, I seem to enjoy condradicting myself but ill continue... I think its very interesting and educating to hear about their ex, 1. so I know how they treated them 2. to know how they tolerated it 3. how time was spent together 4. how close they were eg arguements etc. All this is very intriguing while at the same time, shouldn't every relationship be a new beginning and a new start on both parts? I think every relationship shapes our next one, influencing it massively, and we change so much. I don't know how to conclude this, and to be honest this blog has NO real hypothesis but I think I just needed to write all this bullshit down. Have a nice day!