Guess Who I Finally Met?

The Stig! =D


Well...okay, he may be The Stig's Scottish Cousin, but he's still a Stig-like being that terrified me completely. That's why I'm hiding behind him in that picture.


I was at Glasgow Green for the people's show on the 1st and 2nd of August. It was such a great day.

They had monster trucks, dancing robots, live music, The Stig...


It's such a pity that the weather didn't hold out on the Saturday and during 'Big Vern and the Shootahs', we had a monsoon one moment, and brilliant sunshine the next just as 'We're Walking on Sunshine' was played.


On the Sunday me and 2 mates danced to 'Twist & Shout' in the middle of the green and getting other members of the crowd to pluck up enough courage to dance with us too! That was great fun =)


It was slightly ruined though when I tried to get a picture with Big Vern and he completely blanked me, just as The Stig did when I asked him for his autograph. If he even understood the concept of an autograph...or a pen come to think of it.


My day was absolutely fantastic, I would advise people to scoot up to Scotland whenever there's another show on 'cause not even the weather can dampen your spirits up here.

Let There Be Rock!

*nanana nana na na*




ANGUS!!

Yeah...you guessed it, last night, the 30th June 2009 I went to see AC/DC at Hampden Park.

Literally, the only thing I can say is oh-my-friggin'-god!

What a show they put on!

Luckily, I managed to get standing tickets for this gig of a lifetime. Looking around the bowl of Hampden and seeing all the flashing devil horns was a truly beautiful sight.

The set list has got to be one of the best I have seen in a long time, they where on stage for almost 2 hours and during that entire time I was bouncing away oblivious to everything.

The only low point of the concert was that there was so many highs!

My brain at the moment cant really process anything that happened last night, but all I know is that I have AC/DC written across my face with a permanent marker and I cant get it off.

I have to say though, although I love Angus Young to bits, watching Brian Johnson on stage gave me all warm fuzzies, when that guy smiles, it just lit up the entire stadium.

AC/DC you guys rock! \m/

A Day To Remeber But Wish To Forget

'The King of Pop Is Dead'

I sobbed uncontrollably yesterday when at exactly 08:04 whilst packing my bag for school I heard on the radio that Michael Jackson was dead.

And at that precise moment it made me realise for the second time in my life how the most precious things in your life can be snatched away instantly.

The whole world mourned at the passing of a legend because there will never be another like Michael. His eccentricity and passion for music that he had set the stage alight.

But what saddened me, maybe angered me even more was the media's response to such sad news. They where like vicious vultures snatching up every bit of information they could find.

Some sick pap captured a picture of La Toya Jackson running into the hospital in tears and that just made my blood boil. Of course everyone knew that it would be all over the papers and news, but capturing people when they're at their most vulnerable state is just disgusting. And now that he is gone, the papers are going to dig up the stories from 2005 when he was accused of child molestation and it's going to end up in a huge uproar when no one will really know what to think of the whole situation anymore.

But I want to remember Michael as the beautiful man I always seen him as. I know he did have a lot of bad press and his career just went down the drain, but he was always an inspiration because he tried to pick himself back up and carry on.

R.I.P Michael Jackson ♥

You will remain in our hearts forever.

x x x

Hello Stranger

I realise I haven't posted a Blog in quite a while so here it is.

Somethings have changed in planet Stigtopia and somethings haven't.

It's currently the Easter Holidays, really I should be thinking, 'yay! holidays, no more school!', but I can't, I just can't. I'm up to my eyeballs in revision for my Highers, my stress levels are going through the roof and to make it worse, this has got to be one of the worst Easter Holiday's I have ever had.

The reason is this;

Last month, my doctor diagnosed me with depression, she told me I had been depressed for quite sometime she thought. The bad thing though is that I've started to relapse again and It couldn't have came at a worse time, because it is during the holidays.

It's only now I realise how much I actually need my friends to survive.

I need my friends to pick me up, especially when I get like this, all sad and pathetic. They don't realise what they're doing to help me, but they help me and awful lot. Just this night, I got back in contact with an old friend I hadn't spoken to in years, and I couldn't stop sobbing.

I want to feel all warm and happy in the inside just like I used to, I'm tired of putting on a brave face, I haven't left the house since Tuesday and it's now Saturday.

I just want to return back to normal.