Diversity, Variety and a Damn Good Time

So I have always had very varied tastes in pretty much everything. Years ago this used to worry me. I used to keep lots of things to myself. I am so happy to say that I no longer do that. I have the good fortune not to care what people think of me. The people with opinions I care about would never dislike me or judge me unfairly based on something I enjoy or do. And what of anyone who would judge me based on such things? Well I care not for their opinions and they certainly wouldn’t be my friends.

I am 24 years old. I am me. I am not going to change for anyone, nor would I ask anyone to change for me. I spent 11 years of my life being pretty badly bullied and as a result I was terrified to be who I was. If truth be told, I don’t think I even knew who I was. And then I found out. And I continue to find out I guess. I am always discovering new things I love.

When I was 16 I started at Gosford Hill sixth form. I discovered how good life can be. School was awesome, my friends were wonderful and life just got so sweet. Admittedly for the first year I was bullied by my form tutor, but hey, sometimes I guess we all need a reality check! And to be honest, even though that sucked, it was only half an hour or so a day, and all the beautiful times the rest of the day were more than enough to make up for it.

In the last few weeks my varied tastes have really been catered for in the most wonderful way. In June I went with the glorious Terri to see the Glee Live Tour. I loved every second of it. And despite my initial thoughts, it was not filled with under 16s!! The talent in that cast is unbelievable. It’s such a fantastic gift that they can share their stunning voices with the world and that they love doing it. I bought an “I’m with stoopid” Brittany t-shirt and I am not ashamed to wear it.

At the beginning of July the 15 year old alternative kid in me got her chance to shine. I went to Sonisphere 2011 with some of my best friends. Milly, Neil and Sally put up with a lot from me and I am so thankful for them. After living in each other’s pockets for a long weekend without showering and while consuming copious amounts of alcohol I am pleased (and a little surprised) to report that at no point did I get even a little fed up of them, nor them me (I hope!).  I saw some bands that I have loved for years like Limp Bizkit and Sum 41 who were definitely good fun. Cerebral Ballzy, who we discovered there last year, have come on so much in the past 12 months and they put on a wicked show. Biffy Clyro and Weezer passed by in a VERY drunken and happy haze. Doing actions in the rain was definitely a brilliant moment. I also discovered Parkway Drive who blew me away with their great tunes and amazing hotness. So much fun the whole time with not one negative thing to report. Even the rain didn’t bother me. But I think we all know my philosophy on the rain…! And to top the weekend off with a bewildering Maccas in space, well now that was just pretty perfect!

Finally a few days after Sonipshere my party girl side got her fill with Ke$ha and her support, LMFAO. Dancing to Every Day I’m Shuffling and thinking back to partying in Jersey with Anna, Swaz, Leon and the gang was lush! Ke$ha was as delightfully barmy as I hoped. She got a guy out of the crowd up on stage and cling-filmed him to a chair to give him a little lap dance. She fired condoms and dollar bills at us out of a glitter canon. She had a camel toe. She swore. She wore way too much glitter. Her hair was frizzy. Her tights were ripped. She was sweaty as hell. And you know what else? She was actually pretty good. I was expecting a great show but poor vocals as she is notoriously an auto tune fan. But she sang well. Of course, I have seen better singers, but she was by no means bad. The whole show was such good fun. I love that I went with Jojo as well, the very person who first burned me her album. I met some awesome guys in the crowd too who very definitely loved Ke$ha, quite unashamedly. Embracing the diversity all round!

So I guess that’s it really. I love lots of things. And I do love them. This is an example of my musical tastes, which is pretty representative of me generally I think. I think I am proud of myself for finally being me. I don’t think that’s a big headed thing to say, and I am not being conceited or self-obsessed. I just think that it’s great for anyone to be able to stand up and say “Hey, this is me. Thank you for loving me exactly as I am.” I would congratulate anyone else on this, so why shouldn’t I do the same to myself? After all, I am stuck with me forever, so I might as well try and be nice to myself, right!?

So my lovelies please know that I adore each and every one of you. You are beautiful, talented, clever, amazing and, most importantly, unique. You are you and you make my life worth living. I can only hope to do the same for you. I promise to always try. And as long as we are comfortable in our own skin and have each other, well then I think we will be just fine. And we will be sure to have a damn good time.

xXx