Oh ho, if you REALLY want to annoy me, then just don't reply to my texts. Especially if you're the one who starts the conversation. Hmm, really irritates me.
I mean, you know, I'll just spend my time and use up my texts on you, heyyyy, it's okay....
I actually did something productive today, and went into school for History revision :) Bit of an effort to drag myself out of bed I must say, but the session was really useful, and McHugh makes the best chocolate cake EVER.
Maybe I should be taking History next year, come to think of it ;)....
Hugely jealous of Ellingwoof soaking up our grand capital, you know. Billy Elliot AND Jersey Boys?!?!?! Aww, I really want to see Jersey Boys. And Oliver with Kerry Ellis. And Love Never Dies. And Les Mis. And Wicked, again, because nothing beats Wicked.
I can't quite believe it's been a week since that concert.
Awww, Glee had a great ending yesterday, but they're making us wait 3 weeks till the next one?!?! I don't know if I can wait that long. How will I survive Monday nights?! All 3 of them...erm, yeah...
WOAH, deja vu is so weird.
Yahoo is so mean to me sometimes, especially when it comes to flashing up horoscopes that get my hopes up. I don't really believe in them, it's just nice to dream :P
Tomorrow my Mum's boss is retiring so they're holding him a leaving party, and I've stupidly volunteered myself to go round throwing food at people, should be fun :)
Never heard back from that hotel though, maybe they just hate me. Twas a bit weird though, the way they put it we assumed we'd hear back either way, so I don't really know...
QUICK, someone plan a wedding so I can sing at it :)
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
Sunday, 28 March 2010
If you want to receive emails about my latest gigs, give me money so I can buy a computer.
My Grandad seems to understand the whole GCSE thing better than my Mum, you know.
It doesn't matter how long I sit there explaining, she doesn't get the whole coursework system, or that exams are split into modules and the like.
DEARY ME.
:O The Lark Rise series finished tonight!!! But AWWWW Minnie and Alf have FINALLY gotten together after a forever of almost getting together...if that makes sense....
But it's plotlines like that in Eastenders and Corrie that are the reasons why I refrain from watching soaps nowadays. Waterloo Road (ha I almost wrote toad :P) is bad enough! They find something that might work as a vaguely believable story then drag it out for 11 weeks. WHYYYYYYY. Just tell him he's the father already.
Waterloo Road is coming back on the 7th though, so Ellingwoof tells me :D
You know, sometimes I just don't get people. It was really sad this morning, a villager collapsed and died outside our post office. We had the air ambulance out, police cars across the road, paramedics....my Dad was coming back from picking up my Grandad and they got stopped by police on the High Street, so they couldn't get through. My Dad told me how there were all these villagers standing by on the street corners WITH CAMERAS observing the whole situation!
I actually find that quite disturbing.
That poor man has left behind a family and friends, and those people just stand by as if it were entertainment?! What is up with that?!
Then got to thinking how short life is and that whole thing :/
Just goes to show you can't waste time with anything. I have my regrets, but maybe I should be glad that I dared to take the chances, even if it looks bad now?
Erm, my brother and his friend are currently renacting the 'We Buy Any Car.com' advert over Skype....talk about ruining the sentimental moment...
One of them is playing Ding Dong the Witch is Dead now, and singing along....
HAHAHA that reminds me of Ellen yesterday...I'm sure she won't mind me quoting, but we were talking about the new Lord Andy show Over the Rainbow, and she asked if they were going to use that song to say goodbye to each unsuccesful Dorothy (you know how they used So Long Farewell for the Marias and Close Every Door for the Josephs?).
:O Exactly on cue I can hear Phantom playing downstairs!!
We're such a theatrical household.
Aaaaand.....lordio.
It doesn't matter how long I sit there explaining, she doesn't get the whole coursework system, or that exams are split into modules and the like.
DEARY ME.
:O The Lark Rise series finished tonight!!! But AWWWW Minnie and Alf have FINALLY gotten together after a forever of almost getting together...if that makes sense....
But it's plotlines like that in Eastenders and Corrie that are the reasons why I refrain from watching soaps nowadays. Waterloo Road (ha I almost wrote toad :P) is bad enough! They find something that might work as a vaguely believable story then drag it out for 11 weeks. WHYYYYYYY. Just tell him he's the father already.
Waterloo Road is coming back on the 7th though, so Ellingwoof tells me :D
You know, sometimes I just don't get people. It was really sad this morning, a villager collapsed and died outside our post office. We had the air ambulance out, police cars across the road, paramedics....my Dad was coming back from picking up my Grandad and they got stopped by police on the High Street, so they couldn't get through. My Dad told me how there were all these villagers standing by on the street corners WITH CAMERAS observing the whole situation!
I actually find that quite disturbing.
That poor man has left behind a family and friends, and those people just stand by as if it were entertainment?! What is up with that?!
Then got to thinking how short life is and that whole thing :/
Just goes to show you can't waste time with anything. I have my regrets, but maybe I should be glad that I dared to take the chances, even if it looks bad now?
Erm, my brother and his friend are currently renacting the 'We Buy Any Car.com' advert over Skype....talk about ruining the sentimental moment...
One of them is playing Ding Dong the Witch is Dead now, and singing along....
HAHAHA that reminds me of Ellen yesterday...I'm sure she won't mind me quoting, but we were talking about the new Lord Andy show Over the Rainbow, and she asked if they were going to use that song to say goodbye to each unsuccesful Dorothy (you know how they used So Long Farewell for the Marias and Close Every Door for the Josephs?).
:O Exactly on cue I can hear Phantom playing downstairs!!
We're such a theatrical household.
Aaaaand.....lordio.
Saturday, 27 March 2010
You love divorce so much, you'll marry it. And then it won't work out, so you'll divorce it.
It doesn't half annoy me when Facebook comes up with someone's face and says SAY HELLO or WRITE ON THIS WALL or something. It is most intrusive and intimidating.
Like the chat thing. It takes years to load anyway, but you'll be innocently Facebooking along when suddenly POP, someone begins attacking you. Facebook could've chosen a better sound. POP is quite unnerving.
POP POP POP.
You might start to believe the magical bubbles inside your computer are bursting. That'd be quite upsetting.
Today I went to see The Bounty Hunter down at the cinema avec ma mere. Twas actually quite good, not overly hilarious, but the plot was good :) Involved Jennifer Aniston and Gerard Butler doing a lot of running around and shouting and chasing.
Burty, Ellingwoof and I are having a silent Skype conversation at the moment. It's not quite the same without sound though. Skype conversations with mics and everything are BRILLAINT, except the magical bubbles inside my computer don't like them very much.
Ellen is hurrying up with my blogging, now I feel pressured.
The next Lord Andy reality show has started....I only watch it because it's vaguely theatre-related (the idiotic poppy American-isms get worse each series) and because it's one of the few reality music shows around which ISN'T Cowell dominated (please see my article in Fusion for further details).
Anyway, theatre goddess Kerry Ellis was on it, and it said she's going to be Nancy in Oliver because Jodie (who shouldn't of won, Jessie SOOOO should've) is leaving!!! WOOOOOOO!!!!!!
My Dad has said we'll hopefully go to London in the summer to see a show, and he's saying we might see the Phantom sequel. I have mixed feelings about that show as a whole, but I reckon it'd be good to see :)
My computer is being so slow I'm terrified everything is going to crash in a minute...
Not entirely sure what's happening tomorrow. Might do something musical, surprise surprise.
:O Last Lark Rise tomorrow :O
OHHHH fine Burty.....
LORDIO.
Like the chat thing. It takes years to load anyway, but you'll be innocently Facebooking along when suddenly POP, someone begins attacking you. Facebook could've chosen a better sound. POP is quite unnerving.
POP POP POP.
You might start to believe the magical bubbles inside your computer are bursting. That'd be quite upsetting.
Today I went to see The Bounty Hunter down at the cinema avec ma mere. Twas actually quite good, not overly hilarious, but the plot was good :) Involved Jennifer Aniston and Gerard Butler doing a lot of running around and shouting and chasing.
Burty, Ellingwoof and I are having a silent Skype conversation at the moment. It's not quite the same without sound though. Skype conversations with mics and everything are BRILLAINT, except the magical bubbles inside my computer don't like them very much.
Ellen is hurrying up with my blogging, now I feel pressured.
The next Lord Andy reality show has started....I only watch it because it's vaguely theatre-related (the idiotic poppy American-isms get worse each series) and because it's one of the few reality music shows around which ISN'T Cowell dominated (please see my article in Fusion for further details).
Anyway, theatre goddess Kerry Ellis was on it, and it said she's going to be Nancy in Oliver because Jodie (who shouldn't of won, Jessie SOOOO should've) is leaving!!! WOOOOOOO!!!!!!
My Dad has said we'll hopefully go to London in the summer to see a show, and he's saying we might see the Phantom sequel. I have mixed feelings about that show as a whole, but I reckon it'd be good to see :)
My computer is being so slow I'm terrified everything is going to crash in a minute...
Not entirely sure what's happening tomorrow. Might do something musical, surprise surprise.
:O Last Lark Rise tomorrow :O
OHHHH fine Burty.....
LORDIO.
Friday, 26 March 2010
The universe is very very very big. Have a nice life.
Ohhhh, that Leachy boy makes me smile :') And he's a MINISTER.
TIS FINALLY EASTER! Tis finally the season of goodwill to all men....erm, well maybe that's December....BUT IT'S STILL THE SEASON FOR CHOCOLATE :D
That's a big enough excuse for goodwill and happiness and all that jazz if ever there was one.
It's also Friday, so I'm in as twice as much of a good mood :)
It's been a fairly interesting week. Had the end of term concert on Tuesday night which was 'enlightening' to say the least. Went pretty well though, considering our lack of rehearsal for both numbers....
And also considering our lack of CHOIR for Hallelujah.
Not a great deal to mention about today really; we had a hilarious Physics lesson with that Drewitt guy who every other class has seemed to moan about, he was great (apparently he's leaving or something though?). It reminded me of that amazing Monty Python song about how so so so big everything in the universe really is and how insignificant and pointless we actually are :) Seriously, the scale of the solar system is rather terrifying.
And also, the sun is NOT our friend, it wants to eat us.
I can't believe I didn't take Drama last year. I kick myself so often for not fighting for it. THEY HAVE POTATO BOXES!
There were 6 of us in choir at lunch, because of an insane series of trips on. 6! Ellingwoof, be ASHAMED you didn't come and support your fellow members of the ARM movement.
2 basses, 2 altos, 2 sopranos (no tenors to be mean though, HA). Then Mr Dr got me sight-singing/improvising/composing the second soprano part, so I begged to be given my alto status back, because it was HARD!
Soooo, just planning the next 2 weeks now. Should be fun, but I don't understand the whole point of throwing so much work at us, surely we should be hibernating before the onslaught of exams about to hit?! Todddddddd, can't wait for the summer.
TIS FINALLY EASTER! Tis finally the season of goodwill to all men....erm, well maybe that's December....BUT IT'S STILL THE SEASON FOR CHOCOLATE :D
That's a big enough excuse for goodwill and happiness and all that jazz if ever there was one.
It's also Friday, so I'm in as twice as much of a good mood :)
It's been a fairly interesting week. Had the end of term concert on Tuesday night which was 'enlightening' to say the least. Went pretty well though, considering our lack of rehearsal for both numbers....
And also considering our lack of CHOIR for Hallelujah.
Not a great deal to mention about today really; we had a hilarious Physics lesson with that Drewitt guy who every other class has seemed to moan about, he was great (apparently he's leaving or something though?). It reminded me of that amazing Monty Python song about how so so so big everything in the universe really is and how insignificant and pointless we actually are :) Seriously, the scale of the solar system is rather terrifying.
And also, the sun is NOT our friend, it wants to eat us.
I can't believe I didn't take Drama last year. I kick myself so often for not fighting for it. THEY HAVE POTATO BOXES!
There were 6 of us in choir at lunch, because of an insane series of trips on. 6! Ellingwoof, be ASHAMED you didn't come and support your fellow members of the ARM movement.
2 basses, 2 altos, 2 sopranos (no tenors to be mean though, HA). Then Mr Dr got me sight-singing/improvising/composing the second soprano part, so I begged to be given my alto status back, because it was HARD!
Soooo, just planning the next 2 weeks now. Should be fun, but I don't understand the whole point of throwing so much work at us, surely we should be hibernating before the onslaught of exams about to hit?! Todddddddd, can't wait for the summer.
Thursday, 25 March 2010
If I die clutching your photograph, don't call me boring, it's just cos I like you.
21:31. In bed. On the iTodd.
'Why?!' I hear you cry (or not). I'm REALLY tired but I just can't sleep. My early night plan was not a success, it seems.
Just, once you start thinking about that one thing, you start thinking into it so much that before you know it you are drowning in a forbidding, merciless pool of uncertainty and confusion where the line gets blurred and you're not quite sure what's really happening anymore. Hopping on the high-speed service to the land of 'what-might-have-been'. The tiniest moment, glance or word is thrust under the microscope, and then exaggerated and then you wipe clear your metaphorically misted windows to get a tiny hint of what's really set out in front of you, because you have your foot half on the accellerator and keep bolting forwards getting dangerously close to hitting ridiculous speeds and spiralling out of control. And you try to clear those windows to see where the hell you are heading, but you've sat in this car so many times before you know resistance is pointless, and you tighten the blindfold, sit back and pray for survival.
You know the ride would feel a bit less reckless if the adorable diesel fuelling your vehicle would stop messing with the engine, and you'd also quite like to stop inhaling the fumes from that adorable fuel, but when you have a whole diesel tank alone with you beside a vending machine that's a bit difficult. You're a sucker for an adorable, understanding tank of diesel with a voice to die for, after all.
Days pass. More words and smiles and hugs to take back ti the lab to analyse. And you stare down at your watch and wonder how much longer you can possibly drag this out for....
Well, maybe you don't, but I do.
Have I said too much? There's nothing more I can think of to say to you....probably a good thing.
I've had this song on repeat for at least 20 minutes now, I've been distracted. It's a great song, but variety is good.
Oo, at least I've killed some time and bored myself to death with illogical metaphors. The patheticness shall cease here, my friends....for now.
'Why?!' I hear you cry (or not). I'm REALLY tired but I just can't sleep. My early night plan was not a success, it seems.
Just, once you start thinking about that one thing, you start thinking into it so much that before you know it you are drowning in a forbidding, merciless pool of uncertainty and confusion where the line gets blurred and you're not quite sure what's really happening anymore. Hopping on the high-speed service to the land of 'what-might-have-been'. The tiniest moment, glance or word is thrust under the microscope, and then exaggerated and then you wipe clear your metaphorically misted windows to get a tiny hint of what's really set out in front of you, because you have your foot half on the accellerator and keep bolting forwards getting dangerously close to hitting ridiculous speeds and spiralling out of control. And you try to clear those windows to see where the hell you are heading, but you've sat in this car so many times before you know resistance is pointless, and you tighten the blindfold, sit back and pray for survival.
You know the ride would feel a bit less reckless if the adorable diesel fuelling your vehicle would stop messing with the engine, and you'd also quite like to stop inhaling the fumes from that adorable fuel, but when you have a whole diesel tank alone with you beside a vending machine that's a bit difficult. You're a sucker for an adorable, understanding tank of diesel with a voice to die for, after all.
Days pass. More words and smiles and hugs to take back ti the lab to analyse. And you stare down at your watch and wonder how much longer you can possibly drag this out for....
Well, maybe you don't, but I do.
Have I said too much? There's nothing more I can think of to say to you....probably a good thing.
I've had this song on repeat for at least 20 minutes now, I've been distracted. It's a great song, but variety is good.
Oo, at least I've killed some time and bored myself to death with illogical metaphors. The patheticness shall cease here, my friends....for now.
Sunday, 21 March 2010
I won't just 'appear' on Traffic Cops, they'll have to give me my own series.
My musical partner in crime has just informed me that people do indeed read this blog (and sometimes they comment too, thanks Ellingwoof and Leachy boy you wonderful Huncotonians :D), so since I've got nothing else to do until Lark Rise at 8, I thought I might as well kill some time with a bit o' bloggin' from the noggin :)
WOAH. *screechy someone-pushed-the-needle-off-the-record noise*
What....what is this?!?! *curious poke of head around bedroom door*
My brother is listening to The Last 5 Years :O :O :O
I'VE ACTUALLY CRACKED HIM TOO! :D
Aha, I love intruding on innocent people's lives by introducing them to the insane wonders of the musical genius that is Jason Robert Brown. That was a long-winded sentence.
Tuesday will be the first concert I've done at Lutterworth where I haven't sung a JRB song. I'm a bit too obsessed with the guy, really.
But it's half down to him that Ellingwoof and I got to know each other, so it can't be all bad :P "Jamie is overrrr and Jamie is gone...."
Today was really nice :) Got up mid-morning and did some more Dorrit-ing, then since my Mum had her win on the Lottery yesterday she took us all down to Foxton Locks, which is one of my favourite places EVER :)
We took a nice, charming walk around the locks and it was such a beautiful day :) BRING ON SUMMER.
Well, it continued to be nice and charming that is until my Dad made some unnecessary comment about me needing to be careful of a bush and I almost pushed him in the canal.
Mum put a fair dent in her winnings by buying us lunch at the lovely pub there, and then somehow we rolled back to the car, because we all ate FAR too much.
"OH MY GAWWWWWWSH, you look JUST like Shakira."
The rest of the afternoon was spent on composition, blowing up my bass amp and doing a bit of singing practice; I figured I really need it if I'm going to crack this whole Grade 8 thing in July.
"No, no, you're Catherine Zeta...."
Aww, I wish my Dad had been our Music teacher in Year 8. With his class he's doing a unit on Film and TV music, and to show them the true POWER of background music, he's taken a few Harry Potter scenes and is playing them back with really stupid music in the background.
Scary thing is, it actually works!
Think Diagon Alley with Eastenders or the Flying Car scene with Jaws.
My brother and I both share a really strange sense of humour, so we found it hilarious.
"Erm, actually, my name's Marina, and I'm not a robot, and I feel watered down whenever he's around."
Come on, one more week till freedom, we can last it...fingers crossed...
WOAH. *screechy someone-pushed-the-needle-off-the-record noise*
What....what is this?!?! *curious poke of head around bedroom door*
My brother is listening to The Last 5 Years :O :O :O
I'VE ACTUALLY CRACKED HIM TOO! :D
Aha, I love intruding on innocent people's lives by introducing them to the insane wonders of the musical genius that is Jason Robert Brown. That was a long-winded sentence.
Tuesday will be the first concert I've done at Lutterworth where I haven't sung a JRB song. I'm a bit too obsessed with the guy, really.
But it's half down to him that Ellingwoof and I got to know each other, so it can't be all bad :P "Jamie is overrrr and Jamie is gone...."
Today was really nice :) Got up mid-morning and did some more Dorrit-ing, then since my Mum had her win on the Lottery yesterday she took us all down to Foxton Locks, which is one of my favourite places EVER :)
We took a nice, charming walk around the locks and it was such a beautiful day :) BRING ON SUMMER.
Well, it continued to be nice and charming that is until my Dad made some unnecessary comment about me needing to be careful of a bush and I almost pushed him in the canal.
Mum put a fair dent in her winnings by buying us lunch at the lovely pub there, and then somehow we rolled back to the car, because we all ate FAR too much.
"OH MY GAWWWWWWSH, you look JUST like Shakira."
The rest of the afternoon was spent on composition, blowing up my bass amp and doing a bit of singing practice; I figured I really need it if I'm going to crack this whole Grade 8 thing in July.
"No, no, you're Catherine Zeta...."
Aww, I wish my Dad had been our Music teacher in Year 8. With his class he's doing a unit on Film and TV music, and to show them the true POWER of background music, he's taken a few Harry Potter scenes and is playing them back with really stupid music in the background.
Scary thing is, it actually works!
Think Diagon Alley with Eastenders or the Flying Car scene with Jaws.
My brother and I both share a really strange sense of humour, so we found it hilarious.
"Erm, actually, my name's Marina, and I'm not a robot, and I feel watered down whenever he's around."
Come on, one more week till freedom, we can last it...fingers crossed...
Saturday, 20 March 2010
"Coffee in a fight...HAHAHAHA"
Aha, Friends :D
I didn't realise that yesterday's post was my first half century! 50 posts! I have no idea how that happened, I feel like I never blog.
So, this post shall be the belated celebratory post.
Today's not been too bad :) Those IDIOTIC MyMaths things and the past paper took me all morning, and then I had my hair done, but the rest of the day has been spent on Sibelius... writing...for an actual ORCHESTRA! I'm inspired for the first time in ages and I'm throwing ideas around with that awkward piece of software whenever I can.
Fingers crossed all this creativity lasts....
It's great getting the best of both musical worlds at the moment though, one minute I'm writing for the band, the next I'm writing for the musical; it certainly mixes things up a bit :)
My Mum won £100 on the Lottery website earlier! Fate is a funny thing indeed.
As a result, I've been nice(r) to her all evening and she's taking us out for lunch tomorrow, awww :)
Summer seems so much closer at the moment. OHHHH I cannot wait :')
So, Happy 51st Post everybody :D :D :D
*attempts to pop open champagne, but resorts to smashing it open with frustration instead*
I didn't realise that yesterday's post was my first half century! 50 posts! I have no idea how that happened, I feel like I never blog.
So, this post shall be the belated celebratory post.
Today's not been too bad :) Those IDIOTIC MyMaths things and the past paper took me all morning, and then I had my hair done, but the rest of the day has been spent on Sibelius... writing...for an actual ORCHESTRA! I'm inspired for the first time in ages and I'm throwing ideas around with that awkward piece of software whenever I can.
Fingers crossed all this creativity lasts....
It's great getting the best of both musical worlds at the moment though, one minute I'm writing for the band, the next I'm writing for the musical; it certainly mixes things up a bit :)
My Mum won £100 on the Lottery website earlier! Fate is a funny thing indeed.
As a result, I've been nice(r) to her all evening and she's taking us out for lunch tomorrow, awww :)
Summer seems so much closer at the moment. OHHHH I cannot wait :')
So, Happy 51st Post everybody :D :D :D
*attempts to pop open champagne, but resorts to smashing it open with frustration instead*
Friday, 19 March 2010
This is the wonkiest eclipse you will ever see.
That week went even quicker than last week. One more blink of the eye, and it'll be Easter.
AND I CAN'T WAIT.
My computer chooses to do virus checks at the most inconvienent times, making life 10times more difficult than it needs to be for me...
It may have sped by, but te week wasn't even that good. Monday was...meh, Tuesday was AWFUL, Wednesday was long etc etc....but the biggest thing to come out of it, is that now on top of EVERYTHING else, the Barstow and I are now official musical writers. With Nick's sister doing the book and lyrics, we're adapting Dickens' Little Dorrit, and we've started throwing ideas of the musical kind around, and the man is a genius, really. It would be pretty incredible if we got something finished and sorted out a REAL LIFE production :D
There's just one slight issue.
We have to finish it before Nick leaves for Oxford at the end of the summer...
Soooo, back to reality (or not), I've decided that when all my plans for hitting the West End either as a writer or performer have failed miserabley, I shall return to dear ol' Lutterworth College and pretend I know something about computers so I can become an ICT technician.
Seriously, those people know how to live. I had to go down to the little hatch for AAAAGES in RE as the little notebook thingy I was using decided to be tremendously awkward and lazy, and they had The Killers blaring out,had fans on, were eating loads of cake and were making faces at Mr Hostead through the door (brave).
And they're also really nice people!
So yes, my back up career plan is now sorted.
BUT our EEEEEEEEEEEVIL Maths teacher has set us about 772 MyMaths homeworks AND a past paper for this weekend. And Maths and I have never got on.
MyMaths is such a way out for the teacher though. Whereas I have to log on and plough my way through tasks (that are nothing like what I'm supposed to have learnt in the lessons) in order to reach a depressing percentage and little light at the end of it grading my 'success', all the teacher has to do is scan through a set of my results and tut tut at all my fails.
For me, it takes hours, for her, it takes seconds. I don't see the fairness in that.
Grr, MyMaths, such mean websites should not be allowed to hog internet space.
Oh my TODD, it's Friday night and I'm blogging about MATHS?! I need a life. Anyone got any recommendations (no word from you Ellingwoof, OR Ellen...)?
It's the best feeling ever when you find a random £5 note lying around your room :') Okay, so it's £5...but it's still cash :D
Had the job interview yesterday. The hotel is GORGEOUS, and I think the interview went alright, but they won't get back to us until next week as they're still interviewing people.
Oh well, fingers crossed...
Since I now have so much of it to do, I'll be off to continue some writing :)
And when the award-winning Lutterworth College production of 'Little Dorrit - The Musical' gets transferred to the West End and we start our quest for world domination, we shall all venture to the top of the Music Tower and say... 'Yep, this is where it ALLLL began....'
Erm, maybe we'd just say it in our heads though?
Or no, not at all.
AND I CAN'T WAIT.
My computer chooses to do virus checks at the most inconvienent times, making life 10times more difficult than it needs to be for me...
It may have sped by, but te week wasn't even that good. Monday was...meh, Tuesday was AWFUL, Wednesday was long etc etc....but the biggest thing to come out of it, is that now on top of EVERYTHING else, the Barstow and I are now official musical writers. With Nick's sister doing the book and lyrics, we're adapting Dickens' Little Dorrit, and we've started throwing ideas of the musical kind around, and the man is a genius, really. It would be pretty incredible if we got something finished and sorted out a REAL LIFE production :D
There's just one slight issue.
We have to finish it before Nick leaves for Oxford at the end of the summer...
Soooo, back to reality (or not), I've decided that when all my plans for hitting the West End either as a writer or performer have failed miserabley, I shall return to dear ol' Lutterworth College and pretend I know something about computers so I can become an ICT technician.
Seriously, those people know how to live. I had to go down to the little hatch for AAAAGES in RE as the little notebook thingy I was using decided to be tremendously awkward and lazy, and they had The Killers blaring out,had fans on, were eating loads of cake and were making faces at Mr Hostead through the door (brave).
And they're also really nice people!
So yes, my back up career plan is now sorted.
BUT our EEEEEEEEEEEVIL Maths teacher has set us about 772 MyMaths homeworks AND a past paper for this weekend. And Maths and I have never got on.
MyMaths is such a way out for the teacher though. Whereas I have to log on and plough my way through tasks (that are nothing like what I'm supposed to have learnt in the lessons) in order to reach a depressing percentage and little light at the end of it grading my 'success', all the teacher has to do is scan through a set of my results and tut tut at all my fails.
For me, it takes hours, for her, it takes seconds. I don't see the fairness in that.
Grr, MyMaths, such mean websites should not be allowed to hog internet space.
Oh my TODD, it's Friday night and I'm blogging about MATHS?! I need a life. Anyone got any recommendations (no word from you Ellingwoof, OR Ellen...)?
It's the best feeling ever when you find a random £5 note lying around your room :') Okay, so it's £5...but it's still cash :D
Had the job interview yesterday. The hotel is GORGEOUS, and I think the interview went alright, but they won't get back to us until next week as they're still interviewing people.
Oh well, fingers crossed...
Since I now have so much of it to do, I'll be off to continue some writing :)
And when the award-winning Lutterworth College production of 'Little Dorrit - The Musical' gets transferred to the West End and we start our quest for world domination, we shall all venture to the top of the Music Tower and say... 'Yep, this is where it ALLLL began....'
Erm, maybe we'd just say it in our heads though?
Or no, not at all.
Saturday, 13 March 2010
I want to be a newspaper taxi driver.
Awwww, I'm in a warm, happy, content mood; I've just watched Father of the Bride for the 177th time, and it doesn't matter that it's old and INCREDIBLEY cheesy, it never fails to make me smile and feel all fuzzy inside :')
I am a hopeless romantic, after all.
Today I woke up and decided that I wanted to make the day productive instead of lying around in bed, so mother and I descended on my town of birth, Kettering. What a charming place...
Mehh, we went to Costa (where they basically threw one of their loyalty card things at us, fun times), and then I had THE most unsuccessful shopping trip of my life.
Part of the reason for our descent was to invest in something decent for me to wear to this whole interview thing on Thursday, but since I'm so incredibley indecisive anyway, and since mother and I NEVER agree on anything, it pretty much came to nothing.
OH WELL.
Then we ACTUALLY went to Specsavers in Harborough, and now I have an appointment in a few weeks to check out these strange eyes of mine, since nowadays I can see better without my specs, and I'm sure that can't be right.
We returned home, and I spent pretty much the rest of the afternoon being musical. I worked on a demo for Hayley and the band, and it's just over 5 minutes long, so it's the longest thing I've ever written. I then felt I should repay Ellingwoof for her musical donations and general amazingness in recent times, so I conjured up a little musical something for her too, which I think/hope she enjoyed ;)
My brother then told me he was making a podcast with his friend and they wanted theme music, so I went on Sibelius and came up with something completely operatic and stupid, which he found REALLY funny.
Makes a change, usually he'd just shout at me for being an idiot, but today he was actually willing to accept my odd self and my odd-er creations.
My memory stick is being IMPOSSIBLE, so I can't put the demo here and send it to you Hayley, this makes me sad.
I think Ellen is just about to explode because Juliette doesn't know who Dusty Springfield is. This is like Lord Oli and Rule the World ALLLLLL over again.
Tomorrow is Mother's Day. OH LORDY. This means I have to be vaguely sociable again.
Ellen has virtual tears.
My head hurts.
You know when one of my blogs is about to finish, because I start spouting random quotes about whatever happens to flash up in my mind or whatever is happening in my vicinity.
Hmph, that was unusually short for a Saturday.
I am a hopeless romantic, after all.
Today I woke up and decided that I wanted to make the day productive instead of lying around in bed, so mother and I descended on my town of birth, Kettering. What a charming place...
Mehh, we went to Costa (where they basically threw one of their loyalty card things at us, fun times), and then I had THE most unsuccessful shopping trip of my life.
Part of the reason for our descent was to invest in something decent for me to wear to this whole interview thing on Thursday, but since I'm so incredibley indecisive anyway, and since mother and I NEVER agree on anything, it pretty much came to nothing.
OH WELL.
Then we ACTUALLY went to Specsavers in Harborough, and now I have an appointment in a few weeks to check out these strange eyes of mine, since nowadays I can see better without my specs, and I'm sure that can't be right.
We returned home, and I spent pretty much the rest of the afternoon being musical. I worked on a demo for Hayley and the band, and it's just over 5 minutes long, so it's the longest thing I've ever written. I then felt I should repay Ellingwoof for her musical donations and general amazingness in recent times, so I conjured up a little musical something for her too, which I think/hope she enjoyed ;)
My brother then told me he was making a podcast with his friend and they wanted theme music, so I went on Sibelius and came up with something completely operatic and stupid, which he found REALLY funny.
Makes a change, usually he'd just shout at me for being an idiot, but today he was actually willing to accept my odd self and my odd-er creations.
My memory stick is being IMPOSSIBLE, so I can't put the demo here and send it to you Hayley, this makes me sad.
I think Ellen is just about to explode because Juliette doesn't know who Dusty Springfield is. This is like Lord Oli and Rule the World ALLLLLL over again.
Tomorrow is Mother's Day. OH LORDY. This means I have to be vaguely sociable again.
Ellen has virtual tears.
My head hurts.
You know when one of my blogs is about to finish, because I start spouting random quotes about whatever happens to flash up in my mind or whatever is happening in my vicinity.
Hmph, that was unusually short for a Saturday.
Friday, 12 March 2010
Guess what? Don't listen to Marina, I AM a robot.
Aw, I love Ireland :) Someone take me back!
Don't quite understand what happened to the last 5 days, once again I blinked and missed them it seems....
2 weeks today it's Easter! What a BEAUTIFUL thought :) For once I don't feel like I'm in such a dull place - I have a job interview next week, got some REALLY surprising exam results, I'm engaged, I have my first work-free weekend in a year, and Hallam is sending me the FULL conductor scores for The Last 5 Years, Wicked, West Side Story....
Wow, he must really love me. (Evita moment, Ellingwoof)
This job interview is the news I'm most excited about :) They don't need me in the theatre part (sigh), but they've called me for interview next Thursday for a position in the ACTUAL hotel restaurant :O
POSH TIMES.
What else happened this week? Not a lot, I don't think. In Graphics we almost collapsed with laughter because poor ol' Lord Oli Abraham Emery thought Rule the World was by The Beatles....well, Abbi March Ellingwoof, Burty and myself almost didn't recover....
This links nicely to the next generic section of my Friday post: CHOIR TIMES.
I know every week I say 'ohh it was so bizarre we did this blah de blah insanity', but today it really WAS.
Mr Dr is SO stuck for repertoire, he chose this arrangement of Teddy Bear's Picnic where the basses (who always get the best lines!) get to go 'HAVE A BANANA'. Well, it's been quite a while since I last fell on the floor with amusement. Thanks for that, Ellingwoof...
As Ellen pointed out, the person who did the arrangement is ALSO alto-ist; what does everyone have against us?!?!?! Everyone always picks on the minorities.
In fact, Ellingwoof, Juliette (who stole the internet), Taz and I rewrote Man in the Mirror as our ARM (alto rights movement, led by Burty) anthem. I'd post the lyrics but Juliette has them...
So anyway, we're all singing this scary arrangement (marked 'mischieviously', no lie), and just to prove the scariness, Scott walked in halfway through and his face was an absolute picture at what he was hearing.
Mr Dr asked if we wanted to continue with it. No one wanted to. No surprise, really, I'll have nightmares...
Then we did Rule the World, where the altos get the melody of the chorus and frequent oo-ing. Flippin' heck.
I can't look at Ellingwoof at ALL when we do it.
Earlier I accidentally punched a wall (it was dark!) and now my hand REALLY hurts and it's all red and ouchful.
My Dad asked me what I was doing assaulting the walls of his house, and then said he blamed my friends for being such bad influences :')
I have The Beatles on. I've always appreciated them, but never really been a huge fan, until last weekend where my brother threw his entire collection at me so I could put them into iTunes. Some of their crazier stuff is GREAT :D
Join the All at Sea group on Facebook if you haven't already! 50 members in 24 hours, INSANE considering we haven't even done anything :)
This week, it's been exactly a year since Sweeeeeeeeeeney. Scary times.
But not as scary as that Teddy Bear's Picnic arrangement *shivers*....
Don't quite understand what happened to the last 5 days, once again I blinked and missed them it seems....
2 weeks today it's Easter! What a BEAUTIFUL thought :) For once I don't feel like I'm in such a dull place - I have a job interview next week, got some REALLY surprising exam results, I'm engaged, I have my first work-free weekend in a year, and Hallam is sending me the FULL conductor scores for The Last 5 Years, Wicked, West Side Story....
Wow, he must really love me. (Evita moment, Ellingwoof)
This job interview is the news I'm most excited about :) They don't need me in the theatre part (sigh), but they've called me for interview next Thursday for a position in the ACTUAL hotel restaurant :O
POSH TIMES.
What else happened this week? Not a lot, I don't think. In Graphics we almost collapsed with laughter because poor ol' Lord Oli Abraham Emery thought Rule the World was by The Beatles....well, Abbi March Ellingwoof, Burty and myself almost didn't recover....
This links nicely to the next generic section of my Friday post: CHOIR TIMES.
I know every week I say 'ohh it was so bizarre we did this blah de blah insanity', but today it really WAS.
Mr Dr is SO stuck for repertoire, he chose this arrangement of Teddy Bear's Picnic where the basses (who always get the best lines!) get to go 'HAVE A BANANA'. Well, it's been quite a while since I last fell on the floor with amusement. Thanks for that, Ellingwoof...
As Ellen pointed out, the person who did the arrangement is ALSO alto-ist; what does everyone have against us?!?!?! Everyone always picks on the minorities.
In fact, Ellingwoof, Juliette (who stole the internet), Taz and I rewrote Man in the Mirror as our ARM (alto rights movement, led by Burty) anthem. I'd post the lyrics but Juliette has them...
So anyway, we're all singing this scary arrangement (marked 'mischieviously', no lie), and just to prove the scariness, Scott walked in halfway through and his face was an absolute picture at what he was hearing.
Mr Dr asked if we wanted to continue with it. No one wanted to. No surprise, really, I'll have nightmares...
Then we did Rule the World, where the altos get the melody of the chorus and frequent oo-ing. Flippin' heck.
I can't look at Ellingwoof at ALL when we do it.
Earlier I accidentally punched a wall (it was dark!) and now my hand REALLY hurts and it's all red and ouchful.
My Dad asked me what I was doing assaulting the walls of his house, and then said he blamed my friends for being such bad influences :')
I have The Beatles on. I've always appreciated them, but never really been a huge fan, until last weekend where my brother threw his entire collection at me so I could put them into iTunes. Some of their crazier stuff is GREAT :D
Join the All at Sea group on Facebook if you haven't already! 50 members in 24 hours, INSANE considering we haven't even done anything :)
This week, it's been exactly a year since Sweeeeeeeeeeney. Scary times.
But not as scary as that Teddy Bear's Picnic arrangement *shivers*....
Thursday, 11 March 2010
High time we took a stand, shook up the views of the common man....
Just a quick, shameless plug for now...
A month or so back, the wonderful Hayley asked me if I would form a band with her, which sounded like a damn brilliant idea, so I did and we recruited the lovely Hannah (Skidmore) as our guitarist :)
A drummer, drummer/keyboarder and sort of other drummer later, we became the electro-acoustic Muse/Smiths inspired trio 'All at Sea'.
Hayley and I have already written some stuff and it's been GREAT fun, and now we're actually planning real-life gigs and other things that bands do...
All At Sea. Join our Facebook group so we can endlessly bother you about the amazing wonders we get up to (when we actually get round to doing anything).
Expect a proper post tomorrow, dear bloggers.
A month or so back, the wonderful Hayley asked me if I would form a band with her, which sounded like a damn brilliant idea, so I did and we recruited the lovely Hannah (Skidmore) as our guitarist :)
A drummer, drummer/keyboarder and sort of other drummer later, we became the electro-acoustic Muse/Smiths inspired trio 'All at Sea'.
Hayley and I have already written some stuff and it's been GREAT fun, and now we're actually planning real-life gigs and other things that bands do...
All At Sea. Join our Facebook group so we can endlessly bother you about the amazing wonders we get up to (when we actually get round to doing anything).
Expect a proper post tomorrow, dear bloggers.
Monday, 8 March 2010
Put it in the wash. It'll be grand.
If I knew what was good for me, I'd be doing a spot of RE revision now.
But then again, if I knew what was good for me, I wouldn't be stuffing my unkept face with evil sugary/fatty items so much and I'd be down the gym thrice a week. I'd also blog a little more and wear my heart on my sleeve a little less.
I said thrice :')
In conclusion, I haven't the foggiest what is good for me since so many people spend their lives dictating to us what is, so I'll probably leave my spot of revision till the advert break in Friends or something while I wait.
Erm, today is Monday blah blah, PE and trampolining (HAHAHA, the Tramp Factor) blah blah, French blehhh, Music practical *sound of a record scratching to a halt*
I have to just pause here to say that the cover of Ob La Di Ob La Da (by The Beatles, PLEASE say you know what we mean?!?!?!) that Ellen and I did was actually incredible. Me attempting guitar, Ellen on lyrics. We even started to get Ellingwoof on mouth percussion.
Yep, we're going to be the new Youtube sensation...eventually...
And Ellingwoof, I've just put I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing on :') (I'm in a soppy, romantic slush mood).
Imagine there is a large paragraph here ranting about how crazy it is that no one seems to know Ob La Di Ob La Da and how disgusting it is that the BBC put it at the top of their worst songs list. PAH. I'm not feeling up for a rant right now. For once.
So yeah, lunch was interesting, our 'secret society' meeting followed by an impromptu performance by Scott and myself of our duet :)
But kids, seriously, the finest advice this Taylor will ever give you is to download sheet music legally and IN THE CORRECT KEY THE FIRST TIME ROUND. I learnt this the hard way, and now have to bash my way through 7 sharps every time. It's painful.
Bring on that backing track.
I have a stonking cold (again), so I'm sitting here in my crazy slipper socks (complete with pom poms) and in my comfy, warm, straight-off-the-radiator music hoodie :) Then I'll pig out a little later in time for Friends and Glee (EEK), that'll cheer me up :)
This was an odd post (well, they all are), but the lack of posting made me feel strangely guilty. I don't know it was possible to feel so emotionally attached to a website.
EDIT: Burty has in fact corrected me by saying that it wasn't actually the BBC who put the song at the top, it was a poll. That doesn't make it any better, but pah, sorry BBC people.
But then again, if I knew what was good for me, I wouldn't be stuffing my unkept face with evil sugary/fatty items so much and I'd be down the gym thrice a week. I'd also blog a little more and wear my heart on my sleeve a little less.
I said thrice :')
In conclusion, I haven't the foggiest what is good for me since so many people spend their lives dictating to us what is, so I'll probably leave my spot of revision till the advert break in Friends or something while I wait.
Erm, today is Monday blah blah, PE and trampolining (HAHAHA, the Tramp Factor) blah blah, French blehhh, Music practical *sound of a record scratching to a halt*
I have to just pause here to say that the cover of Ob La Di Ob La Da (by The Beatles, PLEASE say you know what we mean?!?!?!) that Ellen and I did was actually incredible. Me attempting guitar, Ellen on lyrics. We even started to get Ellingwoof on mouth percussion.
Yep, we're going to be the new Youtube sensation...eventually...
And Ellingwoof, I've just put I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing on :') (I'm in a soppy, romantic slush mood).
Imagine there is a large paragraph here ranting about how crazy it is that no one seems to know Ob La Di Ob La Da and how disgusting it is that the BBC put it at the top of their worst songs list. PAH. I'm not feeling up for a rant right now. For once.
So yeah, lunch was interesting, our 'secret society' meeting followed by an impromptu performance by Scott and myself of our duet :)
But kids, seriously, the finest advice this Taylor will ever give you is to download sheet music legally and IN THE CORRECT KEY THE FIRST TIME ROUND. I learnt this the hard way, and now have to bash my way through 7 sharps every time. It's painful.
Bring on that backing track.
I have a stonking cold (again), so I'm sitting here in my crazy slipper socks (complete with pom poms) and in my comfy, warm, straight-off-the-radiator music hoodie :) Then I'll pig out a little later in time for Friends and Glee (EEK), that'll cheer me up :)
This was an odd post (well, they all are), but the lack of posting made me feel strangely guilty. I don't know it was possible to feel so emotionally attached to a website.
EDIT: Burty has in fact corrected me by saying that it wasn't actually the BBC who put the song at the top, it was a poll. That doesn't make it any better, but pah, sorry BBC people.
Friday, 5 March 2010
We are both one tree.
Dearest Ellingwoof gave me the new Marina and the Diamonds album, and it's SOO good! I was really surprised, I didn't think I'd like it that much, but it's so fresh and different, it just makes me go EEEEK :D
What's this?! A whole week without posting?! Outrageous.
Quick blast through the week then...
Had the De Mont 'gig' on Sunday with the crazed choir lot ;) Twas a really fun day, actually :) My personal highlight was when we all performed Man in the Mirror in the middle of the Garden Suite and we got strange looks from the other choirs :')
THEY'RE JUST JEALOUS OF THE AWESOMENESS.
HAHAHA, we even filmed our first music videos on Tuesday (thanks for that, Mr Dr). Okay, so they weren't quite as exciting or memorable as, I dunno, Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody video, and the dance wasn't quite Single Ladies, but that won't be the point when we next appear on MTV...
Now we're all planning an excursion to Pizza Hut during Easter I think, which would be amazing. I still vote that we order everything musically. They wouldn't be expecting that.
I wonder how long we'll manage to stay in the restaurant before we get kicked out?
So the week went by, there's nothing THAT interesting to mention. I'll refrain from mentioning how Nick and I built a makeshift practice room at the top of the Music tower and wrote Nobody Likes Bertha, because it'll get stuck in my head again. I remember we burnt soil in Biology and it stank, and I had some audition thing on Tuesday? Aha, that was fun, had a good ol' catch up with my favourite fellow bedgar (yes, BEDGAR) Miss Orton, before ending up outside Dance with Scott, Stephen, Ailish and Sarah Who. Talk about odd. BUT, if like me you're poor and can't get down to see the real Avenue Q, just get Stephen and Scott to perform extracts for you. It's far better.
I then ended up outside with Fiona/God eating Kit Kats, bless her. Should've got some Interpretive Physics Dancing done really.
Yeah, that Tuesday evening was probably the most interesting escapade of the week.
Hmmm, what else happened?
Had some interesting musical lunchtimes with Laura (who I love more than you do Ellingwoof HAHA ;)) :D Then Graphics is always rather bizarre...Ellingwoof and I found ourselves becoming Autism Experts...
I could also tell you how I wrote a song at 6:30am, or how Stephen was mean enough to leave Hayley and I standing outside in the cold (literally) on chippy Thursday of all days ;) Haha, bless your heart and soul you Leach :)
I seem to be the only person who thinks this week has gone by really quickly. Everyone is moaning it's gone so slowwwwwww.
Ohhh, before we know it, it'll be Easter :) CHOCOLATE! :D :D :D
What's this?! A whole week without posting?! Outrageous.
Quick blast through the week then...
Had the De Mont 'gig' on Sunday with the crazed choir lot ;) Twas a really fun day, actually :) My personal highlight was when we all performed Man in the Mirror in the middle of the Garden Suite and we got strange looks from the other choirs :')
THEY'RE JUST JEALOUS OF THE AWESOMENESS.
HAHAHA, we even filmed our first music videos on Tuesday (thanks for that, Mr Dr). Okay, so they weren't quite as exciting or memorable as, I dunno, Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody video, and the dance wasn't quite Single Ladies, but that won't be the point when we next appear on MTV...
Now we're all planning an excursion to Pizza Hut during Easter I think, which would be amazing. I still vote that we order everything musically. They wouldn't be expecting that.
I wonder how long we'll manage to stay in the restaurant before we get kicked out?
So the week went by, there's nothing THAT interesting to mention. I'll refrain from mentioning how Nick and I built a makeshift practice room at the top of the Music tower and wrote Nobody Likes Bertha, because it'll get stuck in my head again. I remember we burnt soil in Biology and it stank, and I had some audition thing on Tuesday? Aha, that was fun, had a good ol' catch up with my favourite fellow bedgar (yes, BEDGAR) Miss Orton, before ending up outside Dance with Scott, Stephen, Ailish and Sarah Who. Talk about odd. BUT, if like me you're poor and can't get down to see the real Avenue Q, just get Stephen and Scott to perform extracts for you. It's far better.
I then ended up outside with Fiona/God eating Kit Kats, bless her. Should've got some Interpretive Physics Dancing done really.
Yeah, that Tuesday evening was probably the most interesting escapade of the week.
Hmmm, what else happened?
Had some interesting musical lunchtimes with Laura (who I love more than you do Ellingwoof HAHA ;)) :D Then Graphics is always rather bizarre...Ellingwoof and I found ourselves becoming Autism Experts...
I could also tell you how I wrote a song at 6:30am, or how Stephen was mean enough to leave Hayley and I standing outside in the cold (literally) on chippy Thursday of all days ;) Haha, bless your heart and soul you Leach :)
I seem to be the only person who thinks this week has gone by really quickly. Everyone is moaning it's gone so slowwwwwww.
Ohhh, before we know it, it'll be Easter :) CHOCOLATE! :D :D :D
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