A.Genius Returns

Dear world.

To say I've been away for a while would be an understatement.

I've more than neglected my blogging responsibilities, which i deeply apologize for...

I managed to suck up my pride and return to what fuels my nerdy sense of imaginiation thanks to a little help from my Aunt & Mother.

I thought there is no better way to return to you all than with hot gossip from what is probably my favourite event of the year, The MOBO Awards.

MOBO 2011

No-one will understand the somersault my face performed when I unsuspectingly 

walked into the VIP hotel's lobby with pink curlers all over my head....

It wasn't the hair accesories that was the problem,

it was more the fact that there was multiple celebrities and industry proffesionals,

mosying around the lobby bearing witness to the assorted candyfloss on my head.

The strange thing was I wasn't ashamed in the slightest, 

I was more disgusted at myself for not being ashamed, 

if that is actually possible ?!

Until a photographer from Loose Women 'papped' my mother and I... 

and then all was forgotten about my dilema, 

however I can see these photos creeping back to haunt me or my kids in later years. 

The night continued in top form, 

my uncle @BOBBYBOVELL was nominated but unfortunately just missed 

out on the Best Gospel category....

I then reassured him that his swag wasn't compact enough to fit into the category 

without pushing all the other nominees aside, and that his time will soon come...

Because it's never to soon for jokes.

Proceeding the awards I attended the Vip After Party with my uncle.

I met so many lovely people who were all down to earth and friendly, 

memories that I will never forget 

(that last line sounds like I'm going to break into song)

Myself and Preeya Kalidas

Myself and Vis

.... However ....

What I am about to lay down on this screen for you is a moment too epic

that even a Aspiring Genius such as myself couldnt comprehend the 

intensity of what had just happened...

The time: A wintery wednesday night,

The place: The Corinthian Club - Scotland,

The mood: Fabulous with a hint of swag.... 

I'm sitting down doing a little 'chair bubbling' enjoying the music,

Dappy ...yes Dino Contostavlos from NDubz enters the club. 

Everyones doing some sort of side eye manover trying not to be too bait 

about checking out the celebrity that just entered the room in a gorgeous

electric blue suit that only he could pull off with a matching Obey Snapback. 

Dappy and his entourage are now standing directly in front of me, 

with their backs towards me.... until, Dappy 

(or Daps as I should now call him) 

turns around smiles at me, stretches out his hand towards me for mine, 

grabs my hand and says ''You alright darling'', 

gives me a cheeky little smile (He also smized at me)

,turns around and dissapears off with his henchmen. 

Well everyones now wondering who the hell I am for him to physically acknowledge me,

I was wondering myself but I wasn't going to let them know that. 

If I wasn't so busy maintaining my celebrity status I would've legged it for my inhalor, 

but I probably could've had someone bring it over for me. I wish. 

The event as a whole was such a good night, 

very different to Liverpool cause Scouseland did it BIG last year 

*A.Genius at the MOBOs 2010*

but it was still quite sick... 

So the next day, I'm standing in the hotel lobby waiting on the lift, 

and along it comes, 

the doors open and who else but Tinchy Stryder swaggers out. 

Picture this, we maintain eye conact throughout the lift exchange,

he then points at my hoodie and says 

''YMCMB Young Money Cash Money Billionares, Sickkk'' 

and I reply with 

''Yeah it is init haha''

The lift doors then shut and i found myself alone sitting on the lift floor 

hypenventilating wondering where on earth was my assistant/henchman with my Inhalor ?

Still Aspiring

 

Though 5 million times less complicated than Facebook,

it's a breeding ground for cyber beef. 

No-one used to go around cussing each other on their FB status' with such passion

..or parring whole nations of people through one worldwide debate.

Thanks to Twitter music artists have collaborated, 

people have become famous, 

Xfactor has hilarious running commentary,

and Paris Hilton has been caught in possession of Cocaine... ahem ...

The only thing that i find deeply worrying, 

and 

could in fact reduce me to a blubbering mess of hot milk chocolate.. 

Is the fact that in years to come people will have to tell their kids how they met.. 

''Wait, so mum you met dad on twitter ?'' 

Now lets consider the fact that unlike Facebook or even Myspace, 

Twitter doesn't really support life sharing in the way that other sites do. 

There's no instant chat or large information section to tell you loads about that 57 year old guy, called 'Jeff',

 

who is leading you to believe he is a 

19 year old girl called Alesha ...

So how the hell do people meet prospective guys/girls by reading

a series of 140 character sentences. 

That to me is begging it.

*Begging it is a term used to refer to a person who goes out of their way for some kinda attention from the opposite gender or friends.

Still Aspiring

Psychological Blog of the week

Psychological topics encountered in the media

Avatars As Communicators Of Emotions
ScienceDaily (July 10, 2008) — ''Current interactive systems enable users to communicate with computers in many ways, but not taking into account emotional communication.''

An Avatar is a user or creators representation of him/herself, which is used as a virtual person in chat rooms, cyber world, forums or in video or internet games.
I find the idea of having a virtual me that i've created fun, but maybe thats because i'm a teenager, you know, the whole thing about avatars is you control your destiny, for the stereotypical 45 year old social outcast who say, lives with his parents, having an avatar is a way to be everything he wants to be, online he can transform into a rich good looking twenty-something, with a model for a wife and a two perfect children with whom he travels the world in his private jet. Whereas for me creating an avatar is enjoyable for the simple fact that i can dress it up in cute outfits and control it's every move making it do crazy things that i would'nt dare do in real life.

However whether people create an avatar to escape their terrible home lives for hours or if it's just a innocent form of ''big kid play'', those who create avatars are consiencely or sub-consiencely playing out their hopes and dreams or simply what they wish to experience without the repercussions that real life offers.
The topic of Avatars has been treated as something outrageous and unrealistic, as if only the weirdest people would take part in something that has actually changed modern day culture. I feel people don't gage why others have avatars, journalist have conducted reports from a purely superficial point of view, only looking at avatars as a type of game or activity and not as a second life, which it has become to many.

Many forums such as GAMETRAILERS.COM and ANSWERBAG.COM currently have debates on whether Avatars are positive or negative , personally I believe it depends on the indivisual, how it affects your life and how serious this pixelized you is taken .

Still Aspiring