Warning: This blog contains some emotional and distressing content from a very pathetic girl on a very frivolous subject.

I felt it necessary to blog at this unplanned time because life as I knew it these past few weeks is over.

John and Edward have been booted off The X Factor.

Yes, I know it wasn’t fair they got through week after week but I loved them. I really did. In all my sixteen years of living, they were my first proper celebrity crush… you know, the ones people usually develop for guys in Westlife at the age of seven? They were always just so…happy. And as wild as the hair was, there was something downright attractive about it. I was a follower since Boot Camp and they’ve come a long way, albeit with some pretty cheesy performances since then!

At this point, we must remember they had a life before The X Factor. They were in Leaving Cert, like most of the bloggers here. Apparently they were very good at art, especially calligraphy. Then all of a sudden, they were Jedward. They were being debated, tweeted and written about daily and I’m sure the LC was far from their minds.

Okay, so I know this is a very pathetic blog and is the most emotion I’ve expressed possibly ever but we must see light at the end of the tunnel. No more distractions for me! Sure, I’ll still watch The X Factor but it just won’t be on the top priority list; rather, it’ll be replaced by my upcoming Christmas tests.

So John and Edward, it was a great couple of months. You made everyone have an opinion on something so insignificant and while I suffered some taunts for sticking up for you, by the end most of my friends were converted to Jedwardism. Perhaps someday I’ll fulfill my dream of meeting you but until then, I have tests to study for and you have some calligraphy to finish.

Let me set the scene for you: Sunday evening, at about eight thirty, a teenage girl sits on the couch after hearing the announcement that John and Edward will be in the sing-off, with two thoughts running through her head. The first thought was “What? This is it? They’re definitely going to go and I might not ever see them again!” Cue melancholy violin music.

However, as I sat there nail biting at the prospect of losing the loves of my life at the hairy hands of Simon Cowell, and tabloid journalists sat nail biting wondering what on earth they’d have left to write about if the twins were to be booted off The X Factor, I decided it’d be better to adopt a more optimistic approach to the whole thing. Ciara’s Thought #2 was, “at least now I’ll have time to study!”

I guess “Business Today” and me just weren’t to be, as I’m sure you all (even those of you living underground) know by now that John and Edward Grimes live to fight another week. Simon Cowell, if you’re reading this (which no doubt you are), I love you man!

We had a half day today so I plan on spending the rest of it looking into ideas for my History Research Topic. We’re starting it this year, which I suppose is wise but it’s so hard to think of something original that has three or more sources. I’m trying to come up with something on Twentieth Century Ireland, which is my favourite topic by far. Also, Christmas Tests are in just over two weeks!