Saturday 12 November 2011

Frankie Cocozza: Idiot or Star?

I wrote a blog about this time last year about how massive the X Factor is here in the UK. Nothing much has changed since then. It is said that X Factor is losing millions of viewers but I think it's still as popular as ever.


We've all heard about wild-child Frankie getting spectacularly booted off the show. I heard about it, like most news, from Twitter. News travels so fast across social networking sites. So fast that we knew about it before Kelly Rowland - a judge on the show - even did. Proof: this video below.


The X Factor said that Frankie had broken a "golden rule" so he had to leave. At first I thought this "golden rule" that he had broken was bringing some girl back to the house where all the contestants live during the show. That wouldn't be very shocking. But no; he had apparently taken cocaine. He is 18 years old. That is around two years older than me. To think that in two years time I could potentially appear on X Factor and be taking drugs seems impossible. Actually, it is impossible - have you heard me sing?!

I never liked Frankie as a contestant. He couldn't sing and looked like a tramp version of Justin Bieber with his awful matted hair. Harsh, but true. He was known as the guy who had tattoos of girls names on his bum, as he showed the world on his first audition. Everyone on my Facebook timeline shared my opinion. My mother though liked him. This is weird as I imagine the people at X Factor HQ wanted his target audience to be teenage girls. Speaking as a teenage girl I think we can tell that a boy who is slowly going off the rails would be no good for us. Talking about not-so-squeaky-clean teenage stars, what do you think of the fact that Justin Bieber could have fathered a child with a female fan? I think it's true. Either way I think it's definitely dented his perfect reputation.

Thanks for that Sherlock


I don't think Frankie's going to struggle achieving fame and fortune. In my opinion he's made. He hasn't won the X Factor but most winners aren't very successful anyway. Runners-up always do better. He won't be releasing any singles soon but after a year or so we'll hear be hearing from him again. He cannot sing but his voice sounds good on recordings as proven on the M&S TV advert but which he has now been removed from because of this scandal.

People have said that he's ruined his career. He hasn't. His career will be better because of what has happened. He's wasted a great opportunity in being part of the X Factor but for him it's not the end of the world. Just a word of warning though Frankie: look at Amy Winehouse. He's young though. He could change his attitude, if he wants to.

To answer my question at the start of this post. Frankie Cocozza is a star.

Tuesday 5 July 2011

Photos from our trip to London - July 2011

Took a few photos on our trip to London this weekend. Thought you might all want a little look.







This is almost exceeding stalker level. Also, LOL at the man with the hips behind me.


NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKEEEEEED






The set of Wicked



The lobby (?) was all green because it was WICKED



"Good morning Mr.Cameron"



Actually love this photo









*royal wedding stalker face*


WE WENT TO AN ACTUAL SERVICE. AN ACTUUUUAAAAAL SERVICE.








TAAAAAAAAAAAAKE THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT:


That is me avec la LUSH Louise Jones (please ignore my cup and clawed hand)







I do like London, although it is rather hot and breathless. I think I prefer home.



Wednesday 25 May 2011

A football blog?

Just over a week ago I invaded the pitch in the Liberty Stadium. IT WAS AMAZING!

After wolfing down my food and changing into my match clothes, (which I looked like a physiotherapist in, but only realised that I did after we left when I put my jacket on) we left for Swansea. When I told people that I was going to the match in school that day, they were quite surprised, especially the boys. "YES MEG!" was the most common reaction. They were even more shocked when I told them we have season ticket (WOOOOOO!). I do enjoy breaking these sexist stereotypes, although I am a very stereotypical teenage girl so it doesn't happen very often.



It was madness when we arrived in Swansea. People, cars and flags EVERYWHERE. It took us about half an hour to find a parking space. The parking space that we did find required us to walk for another half hour to the actual stadium. It gave us a good chance to absorb the pre-party atmosphere.
         Walking around the stadium, I was terrified that my brothers were going to get separated from us. I think I must have stopped the blood flow in Ben's hand and I was holding it so tight.


Everyone stopped what they were doing (drinking, smoking and chatting ... not me, some of the other fans!) and turned to watch a snazzy jaguar pulling up. Gary Speed was arriving, apparently. I had to ask a feeble "who?" to my father, as my brother looked at me with his jaw to the floor. I do apologise.

Just a quickie - why are the gates into football stadiums so small?

We sat down in our season ticket seats, ready for the players to walk on.


Let the game begin!




90 minutes later
3-1
To Swansea
Ecstatic

People start to invade the pitch:

We make our way onto the pitch:


                                                                            LOL



WOWOWOWOWOWOW!

I'll be seeing you all in Wembley then! Listen out on Radio Wales too; you might just hear us!