April 21, 2012

Blent died before it’s time, and I haven’t been on here for well over a month now.

So, Hello again Tumblr

…although this will be a one night stand.

I basically didn’t come on because I got really busy during show week which was fabulous and we even have the dvd of the show now, which looks great. Although the only close up shot of me is me in my lizard woman catsuit pulling it up over my bra.Nice one aine.

It was then a week more of college before the easter holidays, during which I had to cram to catch up on work from the week before. 

I pretty much slept for the whole first week of the easter holidays, and final week of blent. I was absolutely exhausted I’d had such a busy term and my computer is so much effort. I’m impatient I’ll admit, but even for a person of divine patience this thing is slow. Ghandi and Buddha would also want to fling it across the room.

For the second week I got some work done, covered pretty much all of Unit 1 biology and chemistry, and one subunit of part of theology and read a bit for english lit. I may have prioritised a teensy little bit… 

I again, won’t be on until after 24th May because that is my final exam. My first is 3 weeks Monday, to be honest I’m fucking terrified. I have been working this year, actually sitting down, writing notes, trying to learn, weeks premature to the exam, full on revising, I even cleared my desk; this is all new. Not that it’s worked, before the holidays I didn’t revise did a chem2 paper got a D - fair enough. After the holidays, despite revising chem1 found out I had a chem2 paper, attempted to cram as much as possible in the two days I had, still got a D. Once again, nice one aine.

All in all, I’m really trying to work so I can pass and get into med school. As someone in my chemistry class said when he got his C on a paper, “That’s not getting me into med school…”

I actually want to get into med school so badly that I’m doing a YASS course I found out about through college. It’s basically an Open University undergraduate course, I will, at home over the summer do 100hours of watching the dvds and reading the books and doing coursework assignments of an undergraduate uni course in Human genetics and health issues it sounded most appealing. Although, the three other people I spoke to about it who are doing it are doing Molecules, medicines and drugs: a chemical story so they could help each other. Luckily my mum’s a neurologist, so what I’m doing is basically her job and she can help me if I need it.

On a slightly different perspective, I saw The Hunger Games twice during the holidays, and it was brilliant. As a film, it was very good, and as an adaptation I think it worked really well. I cried when Rue died, I loved how we saw the gamemakers and got the concept of how it all worked. I nearly died of happiness when I found out Stanley Tucci was in it. I love Stanley Tucci. And it took me just over an hour to work out President Snow was Mr Bennett in Pride and Prejudice.

Ultimately, Seneca Crane’s beard, was simply the best.

I went out with a few friends after college last night for a friend’s birthday. It was so lovely, we were laughing so much at all the innuendos in the Frankie and Benny’s menu. Our personal favourite being “Mouth watering and fully-loaded”. We were all crying laughing at my inability to be in a photo. I have a genuine problem my eyes will be open until the vital moment of the photo being taken and no matter what they will close. We eventually went to see Mirror Mirror after originally going to the amc to discover nothing really was on we went the the Printworks and may have missed the first five or ten minutes, despite that it was seriously worth it.

Mirror Mirror was amazing, it’s a different take on Snow White. Julia Roberts is fabulous as the spoilt, heart of ice queen and Lily Collins works the beauty and delicacy of Snow White well. It also irritates me beyond belief how well Lily Collins can work a baby fringe and big eyebrows, she still looks beautiful - and a little Audrey Hepburn at some points. The seven dwarf bandits are also brilliant, each minor character his very own, I must admit it is them who make the film. I personally left the cinema in uncontrollable laughter and tear because at the very end with the credits, it seems like there’ll be a silent continuation of the wedding party when infact there is a Bollywoodesque number. It really is the funniest thing I have seen in a while.


Curiously, we’ve had three family cinema trips this year, The Artist, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and tonight’s, Salmon Fishing in The Yemen. I really enjoyed Salmon Fishing in The Yemen, mum said it’s nothing on the book, however having not read the book and seeing it as a film it’s thoroughly enjoyable. Kristen Scott-Thomas’ character, the Priminister’s PR in particular is very funny and delivers very sharp and witty lines. Emily Blunt is just beautiful and wonderful, very sweet and vulnerable, a big contrast to her being Emily in The Devil Wears Prada. I also absolutely loved how realistic her performance and display of emotion was, she really was good in this film. I also loved the Sheikh a very mystic and wisdomful character but you really liked him, he is portrayed as very likeable which does help the story. As for Ewan McGregor, I’m just more in love with him than I was before, he has clearly dyed his hair for the full brunette head - but I don’t mind. He also has his scottish accent for the character and he plays his socially awkward and shy fish expert very well again he’s so loveable. The romance between Harriet and Dr Jones is conveyed as natural, very gradual and subtle, yet you know it’s there.

The E4 Slacker’s club has just opened to my age group the students of 16+ but not university, cue me getting very excited at the opportunity to see an art house film once a month for free. Signed up for a Ucas card, so i have a student card for all the discounts and so I could get a Slacker’s card. But no. No. I can’t. Slacker’s Club is in partnership with Picturehouse Cinemas, which, if you look has six cinemas in London and zero in Manchester. The closest is probably Liverpool which overall even if i was dedicated enough to get a train there and back to go to my free film would probably cost more than a tram to town and paying for a ticket here. I am not at all happy about this.

However I am super excited for Screenfields and plan to actually go this year. an insane friend has agreed to accompany me. It’s only £2 a film, admittedly outdoor in Manchester weather but even so I’m too excited about it. Just gutted I can’t get a season ticket for £9.99 because I don’t have a proper credit/debit card and you need to show the card of purchase every time you go. Wah. I’ll also have to miss the first few weeks for exams. Wah.

I’m about to go downstairs and book tickets for Ferris Bueller’s Day Off at the Odeon in the Printworks, on 4th June. They’re doing a big series of Monday night 8pm showings of old classic films, it’s only £4 and I’d love to see Ferris Bueller on a full cinema screen and have the genuine movie experience.

I think that’s pretty much all my updates on life that no one cares about or reads.

So until late May au revoir…

March 15, 2012

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March 15, 2012

I also cannot seem to stop eating.

I’ll be expanding on a Violet Beauregarde scale soon - minus the turning violet.

March 15, 2012
Blent: Day Twenty Three

I’m heartbroken I didn’t get to see Florence and the Machine.

I’m heartbroken I didn’t get to see Florence and the Machine.

I’m heartbroken I didn’t get to see Florence and the Machine.

That is all.

March 14, 2012
Blent: Day Twenty Two

I was free this morning, planned an essay and just read. Was alone because my friends were either at drama or in the library, and I was in the study. But I must admit it was nice to just sit with my ipod in and relax. Biology was genuinely quite interesting, we’re doing human biology this half, so we were learning about the heart (we get to dissect one next lesson - pretty happy about that) it interests me so much more than species classification in the other half.

I was then going home through town, but my mum had said I should contact her because she was going in to get a new bike, and I could meet up with her. So I met her in the bike shop and waited nearly an hour which wasn’t too bad because we just chatted. She got her new bike, with new tougher lock since her last bike was stolen… We then bought a few things and went for a coffee. It was a lovely relaxing afternoon with her, especially since I’ve hardly seen her since she’s at work and I’m at college then rehearsals. 

I did, of course, end up at rehearsals. We completed a couple of numbers. I then left with another girl to go and see Joseph at a high school in Bury that a few girls from Pados are in. It was good, occassionally difficult to understand what they were singing but I enjoyed it. I was especially happy for a girl I’ve gotten to know quite well on our 5 minute walks home in the past few months, depsite knowing her for years. She literally lives across the road. She is a fantastic actress and has a beautiful voice, but is quite shy so is sometimes overlooked at Pados. But this year she has been getting more confident and she was a narrator in Joseph (they had four) and I’m not even being bias, she really was the best narrator. It was interesting to see Joseph five months pregnant though.

March 13, 2012
Blent: Day Twenty One

It was sunny today, which always improves everything.

Still really tired so I’m climbing straight into bed in the next fifteen minutes. Sadly this is an early night.

I had a couple of nice chats with people in chemistry which made me feel quite happy and lunch was good spent most of it talking with my friend. I realised I’ve been kinda bitching a lot lately, and I’m pretty angry at a lot of people. 

I’d avoided seriously getting involved in bitching for, well, over a year, maybe two. I realised the hard way it can come back to you. Even if you weren’t the bad guy overall, despite the bitching. So I used to be really careful about what I said. But I realised people have been horrible about me and others, and combine that with the tiredness and stress of the show and exams I’m just not up for taking anyone’s shit.

This also meant I was extremely annoyed with the bus driver who left two minutes early and my younger brother had to practically lose his temper shouting at him to get him to stop. The bus used to give us five minutes at the end of the day to get out and to it, the school asked them to change it to seven minutes so we could actually get there. Sounds pedantic but two minutes makes a big difference. The bus driver apparently disagreed with me, so I stood there arguing with him for a few minutes that it wasn’t my fault my teacher let us out two minutes after the bell, he could see me crossing the road as he indicated to pull out and my main point if they leave at five to why were the three other buses still outside school? The little things really get to you.

March 13, 2012
Blent: Days Nineteen and Twenty

Thought I was only two day behind, juts realised its three. Nice counting.

Day Nineteen

I had agreed to do a sponsored walk for charity arranged by college, we’d stupidly decided to walk 10km. It wasn’t bad but definitely wasn’t the best morning of my life. I also got some blisters which remain present and genuinely only own one pair of shoes that don’t hurt to wear. Overall I regret it.

I had a nine hour rehearsal from 12-9 but because of the walk didn’t get there until 1. So just eight hours. It wasn’t bad, was used quite a lot though which although makes me think, “Why did I bring work?” also makes me feel better that I’m doing a relatively substantial amount of numbers in the show - thank God I can dance. I’d be screwed otherwise, definitely can’t sing. 

I seriously wish I could though. 

Day Twenty

I woke up, had been so tired and slept so deeply for the whole of about five hours I had no idea what day it was, thought it was Friday. Looked at my phone, nope Monday.

Monday dragged, it usually does. Was very much on the verge of a mental breakdown/bursting into tears at lunch after lit. Which was my nicest lesson. But my new teacher spent an entire lesson again on Regeneration, set us an essay solely on Regeneration and at the very end of the lesson said,

“Well, you do know Regeneration isn’t a set text so you don’t need to know every detail.”

Why the fuck are we still doing it then, we have less than five teaching weeks left until the exam, that’s only like nine lessons at most.

After that, luckily for them, no children irritated me during lunch duty and I got my free soup and bread. Back in the common room I was doing work and got annoyed by this guy wanting someone to write his name on a sheet on the noticeboard, so I  stormed towards it wrote it for him and was like, “Look. Fine. It’s done, shut up.” I swear they all thought its like pms. I actually just get seriously irritable when I’m tired…

Went straight to rehearsals they were fine, just need to get everything done. Also got costumes sorted, some bits I like - my stuff for Act 1 basically. Act 2 I will never be able to live down, we’re having no costume changes in Act 2 and my costume is just ineffable.

March 11, 2012

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March 11, 2012

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March 11, 2012

Mr Kipling cake nails.

Thumb - Cherry bakewell

Index finger - Battenburg

Middle and fourth fingers - Fondant fancies

Little finger - Angel slice

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