2nd March 2013: it's always the weekends…

So I said that I'd sorted my topic for 'Super Blog Saturday' which is what I've now formally called it… (it's not really) but anyway I had, honestly, but I didn't think it was going to make that good a blog… It was going to be about what David actually did to become a Saint, seeing as it was St.Davids Day but I'll be perfectly honest I'm not exactly in the writing mood, and after nearly crying in English yesterday because I just couldn't put anything together for my coursework, I'm blaming it on writers block, even if certain people believe there is no such thing, not feeling very well recently hasn't helped. Still, I was adamant I wanted to try and write a longer interesting blog entry today because I said i would and its a simple thing that I should be able to do. So, I'm sat typing this on my iPod listening to Sigur Ros and I'm just going to rant.

Last night, I did my usual volunteer work at club, and saw the Green Team, then I smartened up and went to do some waitressing . It went well and after a few trips over a coat that was hanging over the back of a chair we got all the food out with a few picky people and got all the plates back safely so that was good. Still, there was a famous person there, I won't name who because I don't think it would be fair me complaining about them, but he's classed as a comedian, actor and impressionist on Wikipedia, however he wasn't very funny when he offended people as jokes, and even if he didn't like us giving him the food he could have been a bit more grateful towards my friend who got a few rude comments off of him, with a bit of simple acting, after all he was in a well known soap. Unless he was trying to do an impression of Phil Mitchell? No, it wasn't Steve McFadden. Anyway, he had two 'females' with him and they refused their dessert which was a Belgian Waffle… well, if you know me, you know that one of my favourite puddings is a warm Belgian waffle with sauce and ice cream and that's exactly what they had so when the refused it because they 'wouldn't fit into the costumes' well I may have shot them a glare by accident but hey ho. Still, I struggle when there are people who are vaguely well known that are so stuck up and don't care about anyone around then and couldn't care less if you hurt someone's feelings or offend them in any way at all. I've had a few experiences with 'well known telly people' luckily for me most have been nice experiences but even so, I'll always remember being at a shopping centre quite local to me when I was about 6 or 7 and walking down the stairs and a woman who's known for being on Big Brother, presenting The Big Breakfast and her own show… still I was walking down these stairs and she literally shoved past me and commented on how kids always get on the way. I'm pretty sure I've always been conscious about being in people's way since. Then there's other people who will say hi in the high street when I see them and smile back, (one of my favourite doctor who companions ever and the only one I cried at when she left.) Also, many footballers and cricketers I've met have been alright and surprisingly for Katy Perry fans when I met Russell Brand he was nice too, then we go back up to the stuck up ones and I could mention a certain Olympian, I haven't met him and I hope never to me him, but I will never understand why and how people and particularly famous people let fame go to their head? I understand that they live different lives to us, which is another thing that annoys me about them, however I find it frustrating that they have to have security an stuff around in case people mob them. Have you had any meetings with well known people? Have they ever annoyed you or actually been nice?

Hope that was ok? Hah

evan. :)