Is Skins still cool?

It was the show that you wanted all of your Year 10 parties to replicate, but back for a 6th series I cant help but wonder: Is Skins still cool?

The brand new series started on E4 last week, and saw Mini, Grace, Rich, Alo and the rest of the gang jet off on holiday to Morocco (the cheap holiday destination where all college students head to). Despite the destination being some what far fetched, the first episode saw all the usual drug taking, drinking and unlikely sexual encounters. However it also saw things take a sinister turn as Franky latched onto and found solace in a creepy new character. 

The episode ended with an incredible twist and demonstrated a shocking stunt that must have taken weeks of preparation. 

So. Although I was hooked after episode one and eagerly awaiting number two, I am still wondering if it's acceptable for an 18 year old to love it, or if it's one of those things that you can only watch in Year 10 in the hope that your parties will one day live up to those in the show. 

Either way, I love it. And tonight's episode did not let me down. A total tear jerker that left me crying for more. Finally, something to look forward to on Monday's! 

Have you been watching the new series? Is it still cool? Let me know what you think! :) 

Jodie x

@Jodie_Mateyy

Goodbye January...

I learnt a lot whilst catching up on the launch of 'Celebrity Big Brother'. Not only have I come to the conclusion that I have a inappropriate crush on Brian Dowling, I have also realised that my 'men in skinny jeans' obsession has now officially become unhealthy. 

Last night's launch show saw 13 brand spanking new celebrity contestants waltz into the 'ski lodge' themed house, all ready and waiting to spend 21 days under the constant surveillance of Big Brother. 

Stars included skinny-jeans-wearing Frankie Cocozza, all singing all dancing Andrew Stone, and loose lipped party animal Denise Welch...And for once, there were only actually a few stars that I didn't recognise. That surely deserves a round of applause.

Now, with me having a mind about 20-years-older than it should be, I am in fact a self confessed 'Loose Women' addict. Words therefore cannot express how excited I was when I heard the rumours that Denise Welch was entering the house, and when it became reality I think I actually let out a little squeal. I have to say I think that Welch is one of thee funniest women on TV, so I really hope that she does well in this year's series. #teamdenise

While I'm on the subject of confessions, if I haven't mentioned it in detail before, I seem to fancy any male in skinny jeans. (Jedward being a prime example of this). So when I saw Mr Cocozza strut stuff up the BB walkway in those skin tight blue jeans, my heart may have skipped a beat... But then I caught a glimpse of that left eye brow of his, and my heart returned to it's regular pace. 

Being a sucker for any reality TV show going, it is safe to say that I won't be leaving the house for the next 21 days whilst the show is being aired. Sad, but true. 

Let me know what you think of this year's line up. Who are you backing?

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The sporty gene...

HOLLA. 

Happy New Year and all that shiz. Hope you had a great one. I can't really remember much of mine, but judging by the photos, I was wearing a bright orange fluffy hat all night. I suppose that can only mean one thing: I had a great night. 

Due to the slight role reversal within my family, it came to light that my Dad had in fact been giving me Sambuca, which explains why I cannot remember a thing. Brilliant. Many thanks for that one, Pops. 

Anyway. More to the point, I'm starting to think that I might be adopted...

It sounds strange, I know. However, it appears that the 'sporty gene' has most definitely skipped my generation. 

It was my Gran's 60th Birthday yesterday, and with her not being like most other 60-year-olds, she really wanted to have a go at riding one of those bikes with no breaks round one of those vertical death traps. Yeah, you know what I mean. VELODROME RACING. 

Being the delightful family that we are, we arranged to hire out the whole of the Newport Velodrome for a private lesson for her. However, the lesson wasn't just for her. Oh no. We all had to join in too. 

Let me set the scene. There's my Gran: She came 7th in the World at the Rowing Championships. There's my Grandad: He's a retired firefighter who goes to the gym every day without fail. There's my Mum: She ran the London Marathon in 3hrs.40. There are my cousins, Alex and Natasha: They both compete for the county in Athletics. There's my Uncle: He's an actual cycling fanatic. 

...And then there is me. Ex-gymnast, yes. But someone who can't even remember the last time she walked to the shop, let alone did anything that involved any actual physical exertion. 

The first sign that the day at the Velodrome may not be quite suited to me was when the nice man who worked there asked me what size bike I needed. Was I supposed to know? Is it common knowledge that you know the size of the bike that you need? Are they measured in inches? Centimetres? Metres? Luckily, he didn't seem to bothered when I just laughed in his face. He sorted me out a lovely little bicycle. Red, with no breaks. Brilliant.

The second sign that the day at the Velodrome may not be quite suited to me was when the instructor asked how much cycling I did. Was it wrong to say "absolutely none. I don't even own a bike and most definitely cannot remember the last time I rode one"? In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have been quite so blunt, but I didn't want to lie and be made to ride at 100mph around the very top of the Velodrome straight away, now did I?

Despite my predominant lack of enthusiasm for the day at the Velodrome, I have to say it was a great day out. Even though I came last in pretty much every race, and was actually scared shitless the whole way round- I had a great time! I also felt a bit better about the amount of food that I had over indulged in over the Christmas period because I think I worked all of it off in just the 2hrs that I was there for. 

AND. See where that cyclist right on the dark blue line is riding? I MADE IT UP TO THERE. Hooray. Achievement earned. 

If you haven't ever done anything like this before, take it from me, it is actually a great experience and definitely worth a go! 

If I can do it, so can you. Just call me Madame Motivator. 

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