Day 8

Bye bye Rachael, Rachael good bye. Brilliant. I’m bloody chuffed with Dave. Ok she is not gone yet, but I have a good feeling about it. Hold on, I’m getting ahead of myself here. Let me go back a bit.

So here was me expecting to tell you all my thoughts on this week’s nominations. Sunshine (unsuprising), Dave (also not very surprising) and Shabby (I hate her with the power of a thousand suns but I thought she was settling in well in the house so I was shocked by that one). But when Big Brother anounced the nomination results the housemates weren’t given long to think about it before being rushed into a task to save themselves from eviction.

The nominated three had to dress up in mouse outfits and grab some cheese over spinning wheels in the fastest time. I could explain the task better but what they were doing was not as important as the result of what they did.

Dave did the task the fastest and won. He was told he was saved from nomination but had to choose another housemate to replace him on the chopping block.

Having to make this decision in front of them all was fascinating to watch. You could really see him think and panic about who to pick. An awkward situation which wasn’t made any easier by the likes of Shabby telling him to pick someone he doesn’t like and saying “I know exactly who I would pick”. Harsh.

He eventually went with Rachael. An understandable decision as he did nominate her and she’s an absolute cow. She instantly bursts into tears and makes a real scene of it. Govan storms off like a child. Nathan was one of the few people who had a brain and said “well, he had to pick someone”. While I got a good giggle out of it, it was a terrible situation to be in and guilt tripping David was going to get you anywhere.

Still. I’m happy.

Looks like this mouse will stay in the house

As per usual, nominations effect people in different ways. Sunshine seems to have just taken the news and gotten on with it. She’s been almost likeable since being told. I did say almost. But Shabby, well, she’s losing her mind.

In what seemed to be a very normal conversation, Ben was talking to Shabby about how he could never tell if her reactions to things were her being genuine or just being a bit dramatic for the fun of it. He seemed to say it in a friendly way and mentioned because she was an actress this can be a common trait.

Well, you’d swear he just called her a pig fucker. She flipped the lid and seemed like she was going to resort to punching him. While this act could have won her the whole show she instead resorted to being a stroppy teenager and telling him to go away.

Fair enough, she got insulted by the comment, although I don’t really see how, but she made such a production of it that Shabby confirmed his sentiment. I hope someday she’ll see the irony in her statement that (paraphrasing) “acting is just my job it doesn’t have anything to do with my personality”.

What disgusted me most though was that she made Ben beg for forgiveness. And she still acted like he was the scum of the earth after hours of his grovelling.

Psycho killer: Qu’est que c’est

I realise I do a lot of bitching during this blog, however one person who really impressed me this week is John James. He doesn’t have book smarts but he seems to have people smarts.

While the man’s brain consists mostly of candyfloss he has managed to figure out a few people and their motivations.

I won’t go into his little fight with Rachael because I feel he let himself down a bit there but he managed to point out a lot of truths during the rest of the day.

He successfully pointed out that Ben put up with Shabby’s tantrum because he is desperate to be liked by everyone in the house. He also correctfully called Rachael out on being the snarky arogant monster that she really is too. He even had the self knowledge that the only reason Rachael fancied him was because he wasn’t talking to her. The man is a regular Freud, but you know, without all the mother sex.

Man of the people / Man of the stupid people

Although the mother/sex thing might not be completely out of the window. Josie, (a very homely, down to earth, motherly type figure) seems to be winning the battle for his affections. He has regularly flirted with her and seems to have no problems admitting openly that he likes her.

The most unlikely of romance? Maybe not, he seems to be a bit of useless man around the house. Remember the pizzas? So Josie might be the type of girl that can look after him. I’m probably being unfair and it’s something purer than that.

Probably not.

– Aaron Poole
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