In the past, I have been known to make such bold statements as: "Nothing is more important to me than getting a transplant". However, with the start of Celebrity Big Brother this week, this is clearly absurd. Celebrity Big Brother is definitely more important to me than having a transplant. I have been a serious BB miser since the early years: the show has seemed tired and forced, with the housemates becoming increasingly ridiculous and the whole thing smacking of a cash-cow endeavour. This years offering, however, has seen me shamelessly backtrack. I have a tendency to get quite obsessive about bizarre things (Refreshers, certain people, The Olympics) and I am now regrettably stuck in the CBB quagmire.
This has led me to thinking about all the other things that are obviously more important to me that having a life-saving kidney transplant. Why has it taken me until now to realise their value? Why have I spent so much time needlessly blinkered by the desperate desire for a "vital" kidney transplant, when there are so many other delights fawning for my attention? In no particular order, these include:
1. Not missing an episode of Celebrity Big Brother
2. Kate Bush
3. Marks and Spencer's sandwiches
4. The ongoing search for the perfect foundation
5. My eyebrows
6. Going out on Saturday night
7. My bear, and whether he is warm enough
8. Learning how to play the guitar
9. Heat magazine
Conversely, there are things that are less important to me than having a transplant. In the interests of relativity I feel it is only fair to mention some:
1. Working out whether Wentworth Miller is, in fact, gay. Even if he IS straight, he is unlikely to ever be in Infernos and/or willing to sleep with me
2. Buying a hat
3. Learning to cook
4. Wearing matching underwear
5. Deleting the excess of early 90s dance music off my ipod
7. Coming up with ever more sneaky and ingenious ways of letting my ex-boyfriend know I'm sleeping with other people without actually having to tell him
So there it is. Having a transplant is not as important as sandwiches and celebrity trivia, but more so than cooked food.
I think it is very important to keep some perspective about the whole situation.
This has led me to thinking about all the other things that are obviously more important to me that having a life-saving kidney transplant. Why has it taken me until now to realise their value? Why have I spent so much time needlessly blinkered by the desperate desire for a "vital" kidney transplant, when there are so many other delights fawning for my attention? In no particular order, these include:
1. Not missing an episode of Celebrity Big Brother
2. Kate Bush
3. Marks and Spencer's sandwiches
4. The ongoing search for the perfect foundation
5. My eyebrows
6. Going out on Saturday night
7. My bear, and whether he is warm enough
8. Learning how to play the guitar
9. Heat magazine
Conversely, there are things that are less important to me than having a transplant. In the interests of relativity I feel it is only fair to mention some:
1. Working out whether Wentworth Miller is, in fact, gay. Even if he IS straight, he is unlikely to ever be in Infernos and/or willing to sleep with me
2. Buying a hat
3. Learning to cook
4. Wearing matching underwear
5. Deleting the excess of early 90s dance music off my ipod
7. Coming up with ever more sneaky and ingenious ways of letting my ex-boyfriend know I'm sleeping with other people without actually having to tell him
So there it is. Having a transplant is not as important as sandwiches and celebrity trivia, but more so than cooked food.
I think it is very important to keep some perspective about the whole situation.
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