"6 billion souls, and sometimes, all you need is one"

'There are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day, others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men at war with good, and some are good struggling with evil. 6 billion people in the world, 6 billion souls, and sometimes, all you need is one.'

So, I guess it's true. When you're down, lonely, have something on your mind, or even ill like me, the thought of that one person's face lightens your day up. Sometimes it's that one person who helps you through the day. Sometimes it's that one person who texts you before, and after, events they know you're doing. And sometimes, that one person is all you need.

"I bet you'd live here if you could...and be one of us"

So now I'm home, with the fire on and MTV marathons playing out of my TV set. 'This town' is their town apparently.

MTV's 'Rich Girls' is vulgar, yet compulsive. It follows 'rich girls' Ally Hilfiger and Jaime Gleicher as they take trips to LA and London, and live their high life in NYC. We see them graduate High School, reminding us they really are just girls, and we see them, well Jaime at least, starting college.

Throughout the series, they talk about adopting children as if they were adopting a new handbag. They discuss where they could adopt from as if they were discussing where they could buy their new purse from: Cambodia, Africa, England...Versace, Chloe, Gucci. And it's this that makes the viewer think that they haven't really thought about it, and are helping others to help themselves.

At times though, we see the vulnerable side the 'rich girls'. Jaime has depression and suffers anxiety attacks. In some episodes it's clear, particularly in London, that Jaime is not that well. Her best friend Ally also suffers an emotion breakdown or sorts when she has no idea what she'll do with her life, which leads her to realising she had no childhood.

But, in the season finale as Jaime prepares for her stay at Barnard College in NY, she is happy, and prepared for a new chapter in her life. She even feels ready to talk to an old friend who hurt her emotionally after they graduated. Ally, her best friend, temps at her Dad's fashion house, and here, we see a possible career for her.

So, although it's vulgar in many, many, places, looking into NY's high society is voyeurism at it's best and watching the girls thinking they're being serious and really helping out, is really quite funny.

"...And Who I Am Now"

My name is Noah Austin (psuedonym, naturally). I'm in my last year (a senior your could say) at a community school's 6th Form. It's your typical school: lots of people...nameless faces and faceless names. Seas and oceans of black blazors, white shirts and stripey yellow ties flood the corridors in between lesson, with dots of 'normality' (i.e. the non uniformed clothes of the 6th formers) every now and then. Strict internet rules that piss us all off and computers with printers that seldom work. Grades that you wish could be higher, but hardly ever get there, and teachers you sometimes wish were a little better, but again, they never get there. So, all in all, your typical school.

So who am I...a jagged little pill? A supposed former infatuation junkie? A little bit of everything all rolled into one. I guess you could say that. Keep reading, and then maybe you'll learn a little about me. I'm still looking for that 'one'.