The X Factor

I don't actually like this programme anymore. I used to love to watch it and enjoy listening to the people, all with their individual voices and with their separate styles but now i just get annoyed. Take Diana Vickers, for example, when she first started out, i loved her. I thought she was cute, quirky and wonderful. Then, the judges saw her, saw pound signs and then changed everything. They restyled her (which always fucks me off. Especially when they didn't even need it) and they ruin everything. Diana Vickers now - i can't stand her 'same as everybody else' style of music. I can't stand her 'same as everybody else' 'fashion' and i can't stand her just, well, sameness.

That is all i have to say about the X Factor though. I can't be arsed to go on and on about it. I am sure you have probably already heard too much about it already!

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Now, this morning- we'll talk about that.

FUCK.ME.I.WAS.ILL

Too many laxatives and not enough food does not a healthy situation make. I was vomming and in intense, horrible pain. You'd think i would learn but i know i wont. In fact, i have just taken some more now. Ahh. How we learn.

Dad has been taken into hospital this evening with a suspected relapse of his Multiple Schlerosis. I'd already taken lax so i am not even going to be able to go and visit him-not that he asked me to or anything. I mean, if he had, i would go and no amount of shitting my pants would stop me.

Eurgh.

I AM SO BORED. Like, i don't think i have had a day this boring in ages.

Tomorrow better be nicer.