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                <title>4.55</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 20:55:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ On my SM college course, only once did I feel as though someone had supported the way I worked. I remember it clearly. I was working in the doorway of the store cupboard making a dressing table out of an old desk. I knew exactly what I wanted to do with it, how I wanted to rebuild it. I knew that there were time constraints but I knew what I could achieve in the time left and I knew how to do it. I didn't have the skills (eg; how the hell do you use a drill? (...I know now))and so all I needed was a person of authority to help me and teach me, you know, like teachers should. My teacher begrudgingly had the technician help me and only because I'd been off for a while ill so needed 'help to catch up'. It was awkward at first. We'd never worked together properly and the only real contact we'd had aside from when I first met him, was on a show during first year drama where I didn't exactly come off as a great person to work with. I was considerably uncomfortable with my teacher's direction concerning the content of the play and was not going to be put in situations that offended me just for the sake of a unit grade that could be re-sat. It became an issue when another girl from the course stood up for me and there was a mini-mutiny. From then on, I'd been marked as an instigator for trouble (quite a first for me). After a few awkward minutes of stunted polite talk, the atmosphere relaxed and we began to talk about university choices. At that point he'd asked for some screws and I handed him a little package of tape where I'd stuck the screws in relevant groups to stop them being lost. He looked at me in a strange way and said that of all the kids he'd taught guitar to or helped with tech in the college, that I had the most common sense and that I was very good at what I was good at. He seemed to get it and he understood why I had had the opinions that I had during the play in drama and throughout my tech course. From then on he treated me as though I was an equal or however equal a student and technician can be.<br /><br />I don't know why this has stuck with me but it was a thought that I carried though to my uni interviews. It made me stay true to myself and not to conform to what the interviewers wanted. What would the point have been to fake somebody that fits into their working style and then 2 weeks into the course having to drop out because it just wasn't working? As a result of me staying true to myself, I got rejected from everywhere non-university I applied to except from the only school that gave me an unconditional place. Trouble is the only place that gave me firm acceptance straight off happens to be one of the best and most well known drama schools in the world.<br /><br />Those taped up screws really paid off.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Rainbow High</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 20:44:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Evening.<br /><br />Dunno why I'm updating this when I never use the bloody thing.<br /><br />So yesh, just been at college where the main aim over the next month is to figure out where we wanna go next year. For me? Drama school. Working my ass off for it too. <br /><br />Not much else happening really. <br />Finished the Hedda Gabler run which wasn't majorly exciting tbh.<br /> and have got a SUDS play coming up which I'm doing stage management for. <br /><br />I was given the immense opportunity to be in the Sheffield run of Evita shows which I took with both hands! I uploaded the desktop which has the cast pic on. These last two weeks have flown by but I don't think I've had so much fun <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> The cast were nice and my fellow supers were awesome! Champagne was brought in on two occasions and dressing room 12 was the place to be most days XD <br />Met Seamus Cullen and he came in to the dressing room on the last night to thank us for being there. He really isn't as nobby as he was on TV in that Joseph program <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br />I had a really good chat with the DSM who gave me his view on the job and drama school. He'd actually stuck a post it on the desk to remind him which was cool because he actually took time out to speak with me. He graduated in 2002 from 'Bruford and said it was good but also explained that drama schools have ups and downs so it's pot luck as to whether or not you have a good graduating year. He said Central generally produce average students and Mountview was on the up. It was funny because the chat happened to coincide with the physical warmup so I was trying to not get distracted with the (mostly gay) male dancers warming up...<br />You know, even on the first night I wasn't shaking nervous and never was throughout the whole fortnight. I just checked on the Lyceum website and I was on stage in front of around 1000 people per performance yet before then I could barely get words out during performances. Mental but also AWESOME!!!<br />My first professional performance <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> get in! <br />I should say right now that it was unpaid but tbh it was worth it. <br />If you get a chance to see the show before Louise Dearman leaves in November, go for it!<br /><br />But yeah that's about it.<br /><br />x<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>August 2008</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 18:42:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For some reason I was going through old journals and stuff and well you know, bleugh. I just felt sad when I read them.<br /><br /><br />Anyways, I'm fully enrolled for my last year of college which came nicely with a bunch of free stuff. Also with me being forced to drop either Archaeology or media since I apprently HAVE to drop one and theres no point dropping the btecs since I'll have nothing to show for the first year as they are two year courses. I dropped archaeology. I'm pretty disappointed because except for it being reasonably interesting, my class and teacher kicked arse. Gunna miss em <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> I might go on the first day and beg to be put back on the course. I just can't be arsed with the work though; it's not just digging up stuff you know. I also signed the forms for the 2/3rds of my archae AS exams to be remarked. I failed the excavation and ritual&religion papers. Got a D on the dating&sciency stuff. When I was last in Leicester my mum called and said that my teacher had been on the phone pretty distraught because as only 5 out of 7 of us actually took the exams and I think only a few passed, her job was in danger unless she could claim bad marking, so she was digging for remarking volunteers. I was slightly nervous about this since if you look at the mark breakdown I only got an overall E by 3 marks and thus couldn't afford to lose anymore during a remark :S<br /><br />I did wanna do AS photography since I was lied to about it last year, but NO I can't do that. Because they are arses.<br /><br />And I have THE BIGGEST BITCH EVER as a tutor next year. I want my old one back with my old tutor group *cries* Fucking loved it in there! (And Chris. He was a big nerdy cute person. Ahem.)<br /><br />On the upside, one of my SM teachers has left taking his caught-in-the-tech-cupboard-shagging partner, my drama teacher, with him. YAY!!!!!!<br />Those two bastards were the dark marks on a near perfect year. <br />Yes matey, the whole SM group hated you. <br />Yeah, he actually sat us all down and tried to make us tell him why we hated him. He didn't 'want to leave things that way'. You should of seen one of my friends!! OMG, he looked like he wanted to murder him and when we all mooched out after, he nearly exploaded with 'I should've told him's and 'He's a shit teacher for fucks sake!'s! Absolutley brilliant!<br />Those two will go down in the 2007/2009 year books. All who knew of them ran. Fast. (One even to France. True fact. Hellooo holiday repping!)<br /><br />When I had my photo taken for the new ID cards the women commented on how different I looked. I KNOW my photo was icky first time round and when I got to see the new one during data input, it didn't look that much better. It does however look like two completely different people which I think is fucking hilarious. When I get the new card I'll scan both pics and upload them to Face/Space so y'all can see.<br /><br />This last year has flown by. Blimey. *sigh* <br />I still remember my first few days at college. Miss them so much <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> <br /><br />Ah, LPSFC. You suck but yet rock in oddly even measures.<br /><br />Have been racking up the work experience for my drama school apps in a few months. I've been volunteering with this theater company in the middle of Sheffield and it has been simply wicked. Dunno why but I have really enjoyed the times I've helped out. Even the nobby hyper kids! Been a laugh <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> Going back to school to help with a summer school with the company was fab too since I got to make wicker buildings, mess with the new moving heads in the hall (they have a full lighting rig FFS!! Yet strangely no scaffolding...), do sound for the last half of the final show, boss kids around, be 'in charge', shadow the project/stage manager, shadow a lighting designer and have a frank talk about drama schools during which I was strongly advised to avoid Rose Bruford and apply to RADA since he was 'sure I could do it'. <br />OMG: 24 HOUR SHAKESPEARE AND THE REALLY HOT GUY FROM ADELAIDE. OMG! He was fine I'm telling you! (Is Lucky really a name?!) He is the male image that accompanies this summer in my mind memory vault. <br /><br />Haha, I just found my old PictureTrail account.<br /><a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/paleromanticide">[link]</a><br />(And no, I don't remember the passwords to the protected albums...)<br /><a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/sfx/album/view/9743303/138740890?&offset=105">[link]</a>    < Kickass or what?!!!!<br /><br /><br />2:23am.<br /><br />Oh hey, I fell asleep on floor last night. I was fine one minute then 'oh, I feel tired', WHAM. Out like a light.<br /><br /><br />Yeah, I am digging for somethi... ]]></description>
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                <title>Yo my homies.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 11:54:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The NA drama group will be performing a version of Shakers a week today. All 7 of us.<br />We have approximatley 3.5 hours of class time left and we haven't even finished going through the scenes we're doing, let alone actually running it through. <br />If we pull this off, it will be a fucking miracle.<br /><br />Our media coursework needs to be finished and edited by a week today. <br />The plot isn't exactly clear, we don't have a title and only today did they see my point that we needed some form of narration to hold it together.<br />If we pull this off, it will be a fucking miracle.<br /><br />I have an NYT interview in half term and I need to put together a portfolio. <br />My teacher has my work; he was supposed to photocopy it for me but didn't. I need to put in pictures and material samples etc. which I can't do until I get the basic work back. I'd have to rely on enthusiasm alone if I don't get a portfolio done. Ha.<br />If I pull this off, it will be a fucking miracle.<br /><br />Yay.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>ThingsAren'tTheWayTheyWereBefore</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 13:46:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ On Friday I saw Linkin Park at Sheffield Arena. <br />They were AMAZING!<br /><br />I got outside the arena about half 3 ish and there were only a few people waiting. I saw a friend of a friend after a long while so that was cool. A chatty Welsh couple came along about 2 mins after we did and started talking to us. Turns out she had seen LP live 20+ times and had even gone to Miami to see them (and he was just along for the ride), which made me realise that at basically every show I've been to I have encountered a superfan <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Heh, I love it. <br />Anyway, so I was texting my Facebook friend who I was meeting up with since I was there on my own (my friends couldn't get tickets and mum's not really all that good at being in pits). It was nice of her to agree to meetup since I didn't figure that the queue would be so friendly. Anyway at about 4ish I got talking to this lad who was infront of us in the queue and was also waiting for his friends to come round. He reminded me of my old friend Kyle which was freaky. Anyway, he seemed really cool and we just kept talking about anything really. It started getting bitterly cold and so my mum left me in the queue and went home (I'm suprised she stayed so long since she looked quite pale to be honest). I introduced myself properly to the dude and he told me he went by many names so I asked which he was going to use tonight and he said &#039<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />anda' which he was apparently called waybackwhen in school and it has stuck ever since. It was weird because we literally talked about anything in that 2 hour period, even the best ways to lose weight (he was a very padded dude) and gutbuster sandwiches. It was like we were best mates you know? <br />At about 5:45pm the security at the arena started fucking with the queues and cut the queue in half, bringing the back end up to the front which pissed us at the front right off. We'd waited for 4 hours in the cold to be at the same point as those who got there an hour before the doors?! Fuck that. The Welsh couple were especially annoyed and I let them back to their original position in the queue. The security then preceeded to tell us that studded belts, chains, any metal clothing attachments bigger than zips, etc. were banned and that all bags would be searched, which again pissed a LOT of people off. Panda filled in the remaining half hour with playing LP from his phone and that's also when I found out about Lacuna Coil's cover of Enjoy The Silence which was rad. Then we were let up the steps and through the doors. I momentarily lost my friend from FB and her boyfriend and also the Welsh couple but caught up with them inside. I didn't see Panda again after the steps- I asked Laura what happened to him when we were inside and apprently he didn't hide his chain well enough and was taken aside by security. Maybe I'll see him around Barnsley sometime.<br />So I got 4/5th row from the barrier towards the left of the stage which in the grand scheme of things was pretty good. <br />I gotta say, Biffy Clyro disappointed me. They sounded awesome on CD but live they were a bit shit and the singer looked as if he hadn't washed his hair in a month. Literally. You could've fried chips on his head.<br />They finished their set and then the tech guys came and shunted the kit off. At this point I started looking at what they were doing in a technical light. It was pretty cool to see it happen up close you know? I mean, I've been up front at other gigs and seen it happen, but I don't know, it seemed different. So they took Biffy's kit off and began to rig up a thin white curtain. I was watching the process of them bringing down the rig the curtain was on and then clipping it in place with pliers and it was damn cool. What you can't see on the (many) YouTube videos of the intro was that the material looked a bit.. used? Like a painting cloth or the effect you get when you spill bleach on something that was already white and it goes kinda seethrough. I think it's awesome how you can turn something that was probably in an industrial bargain bin and make it part of a really fucking effective intro. Anyway, I don't think anyone told the RockSteady heavies that it was gunna fall since they looked quite scared incase it landed on them. So eventually, you could see they had taken away the black curtain that had hidden Joe's desk and the drum kit during Biffy Clyro and were testing the lights and stuff. Then all the tech's shadows disappeared.<br />And then the lights went down. <br /><br />Cue massive roar from the arena. The guitar intro to No More Sorrow started up and built up and up, and you could see the shadows of Linkin Park on the curtain. Then there was a split second of silence, the curtain dropped and the arena exploded. <b... ]]></description>
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                <title>La la.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 16:01:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have nothing better to do than blog. <br />
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This insomnia shit has gone too far now. From about Wednesday I barely knew what day it was. On Thursday I was just not listening to people at all and only getting half the conversations, Friday I was pretty much able to zone out through lessons since we essentially did nothing anyway. There's no reason for me to be like this so what the hell is going wrong?! <br />
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Anyway, I seem to be getting lazy about things in general recently which I'm pretty pissed off at myself for, so the plan is to kick everything up a gear, take care of myself more, get out and about and just put general effort into stuff. Easier said than done but you know. <br />
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Last week I ordered prospectuses from some places down south. Saturday's post brought one from Mountview, LIPA and Rose Bruford. Mountview's booklet thing is preeeeetty! It seems as though I'll have the best chances of getting in these places if I have work experience behind me. The course I was looking at in LIPA says about it being preferrable if you have DJ/VJ experience and experience in more than one backstage position outside of college. The best I have right now is the promise of being able to assist Ken with teching the next Stagecoach play at the end of February. Not bad for starters (that said, eurgh, Ken :S) but I need more and I have no idea where to get it. I mean, DJ/VJ?!! Where the hell do I get that experience?! <br />
But if I get into the NYT, that'd be enough to accept me onto a decent course. Now I just need to ace the interview. :S<br />
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But on the positive side of things, we did this thing in drama and everyone thinks I can play a really camp gay man really well. <br />
They say that to play a part well, there has to be some part of your personality that fits the role, so add that to the fact that I can generally play nutty murderers quite well and, well, what does that say about me?! <br />
Ha. Bloody hell.<br />
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                <title>Ahhh The Defensive.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 15:59:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Peace. At last.<br />
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How hard is it to find some tranquility nowadays?!<br />
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Jees... I just got attacked by the spanish inquisition about some of my blogs here, LPNJ and myspace Â¬_Â¬ You know what? You don't even know half the story so leave it out. They were my thoughts at the time and I don't need to answer to you.<br />
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Yeah... I seem to have recently got some form of super inner strength that makes me not give a crap about anyone's opinion unless I ask for it. I'm liking it yes <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Years of taking shit... No more I say! Nevah!!<br />
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College is good, NYT technical interview is booked (14th of Feb in Manchester; let's face it - valentines day was hardly gunna be spazztasically exciting now was it?!) and I'm going to see Linkin Park on the 25th <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
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And that's it to be honest.<br />
Apart from the UCAS application process is starting. I'm getting a little freaked out I have to admit..<br />
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Oh! I forgot to mention: My camera is no more. The focus on it is shot to bits <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Currently on the hunt for a job so I can replace it...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Blogging. Because it's fun.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2007 22:02:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hellooooo! <br />
Half term means an update...<br />
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College is fine. I ended up taking Media as my fourth subject. I'm so, so, so glad I didn't take Classics :S The work load one of my friend's has is ridiculous! <br />
We just finished our second assessment in stage management which was an installation based on ghost stories. It went amazingly well despite performance space availibilty issues. I did the set which looked utter shit before we caked alot of it in fake blood, but nevertheless looked amazing under the lights. There are some pics but as they aren't mine I won't post them here so find me on Facebook since I'll put them up there with full credit. I got a distinction on the first assessment so I'm hoping for a decent grade this time too <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
Drama is good but my teacher is annoying. I really just want to strangle her sometimes.<br />
Media is fast-paced but fun. I'm not the biggest fan of action-adventure films so this unit has been a bit shit for me, but we're starting our coursework and looking at sitcoms after the break so I'm looking forward to that.<br />
I only have Archaeology once a week in a 3 hour block which is not pleasant to be honest. As much as I like the subject there's only so much copying from the powerpoint one can do before one's hand hurts. This wednesday just gone, we went on a field trip around the peak district. My teacher had blatently just got a map and was making it up as she went along. Our second stop was Mam Tor which we walked up. Not good for someone deathly afraid of heights let me tell you. On the way down I was clinging on to my friend and was like 'Rissa, Rissa Riiiissaaaa don't let me faaaaall!' Slightly embarrassing to say the least. After that we went to random burial sites and henges, most of which involved dodging sheep and cows and walking through fields littered with animal shit to access the points of interest. I have a few pics which I'll put up when the urge strikes me.<br />
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I really like college. I don't know why a few of the kids there dislike it so much. I mean, it's not compulsary so why are they there if they hate it? Plus, it's one of the nicest colleges I've seen. <br />
I have a nice bunch of mates there now, especially from stage management (Hurrah for our SM crew!). I mean, on the 3rd day back at the start of term I was sat on the bus and this dude from my tutor group sits opposite and we get talking and I was invited to hang out round Sheffield that evening. Never apart from gigs have I experienced that sort of easygoingness. But yet, most of the people there are like that. Granted, there are the tossers and slutty people but they are in the minority by quite a few percent. I don't know if you get what I mean but well, yeah. And I feel like I fit in there. I mean, I liked most of the people from school but I never felt comfortable there like I do at college now. It's an odd feeling.<br />
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Anywho, to more trivial matters, the man-friend situation is dire. It was going fine until he went awol. Apparently he was withdrawn from college, but then 3 days later he turns up again. Withdrawn means kicked out. For good. I'm glad to see he's at least back for a little while though. Still, whatever. I think I killed that one with over-friendlyness lol We learn from our mistakes.<br />
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Highlights away from college:<br />
- Bumping into a friend in Meadowhall I last saw at the otherside of the crowd at the Kelly Clarkson gig back in March 2006. Was really amazing to see him again <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
- Going to go for the NYT again but this time I'll be interviewing for the technical side. <br />
- Both brothers are goooooone!<br />
- I seem to have either lost a bit of weight or grown taller. Either's good!<br />
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Jobs are impossible to get.<br />
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I was ment to be going to London this half term but alas, my mother forgot to book coach tickets and now they're full, so it seems we'll be going to Birmingham for the day instead. I've been there countless times before when it's been coach-changing time on the way to Truro, but this time we'll hopefully go a little further than Digbeth Coach station. I'm trying to convince the mother also to go to the Trafford Center in Manchester at some point, but we'll see.<br />
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I'm going to see Rooney on the 24th November at The Leadmill <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Finally, the gig dry spell will be over!!<br />
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Night x<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 15:51:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't seem to have talked to many of you in ages. What's up with that? I mean, ok, I haven't exactly been on MSN in months, but there are several other options out there to talk via. It's a shame we've all grown apart like this. I hope you're all well <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br />
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Ok, update on me.<br />
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Basically, my last school year was a pile of shit. I had health problems and so missed most of it from the middle of October onwards. Contray to popular belief in the chavvy crowd, I didn't drop out. The school only really kicked up a stink when GCSEs got to be a problem and that was really the only point where they actually helped me out with my work and stuff. I was promised help from various members of staff but 80% of what was mentioned they never followed through on. About March-ish, I got some help with outstanding coursework and stuff which was decent of them, but I felt the school never supported me properly to the standard that was promised given the circumstances.<br />
Anywho, then I left. (Yeeeeaah!!!!)<br />
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So, I managed to get me some decent GCSE results. Not quite A*s but good enough <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Here's a rundown...<br />
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English A<br />
Maths B<br />
Science B<br />
Science Double Award B<br />
RE C<br />
English Literature B<br />
GNVQ ICT BBBB (Merit)<br />
Geography B<br />
PE Junior Sports Leader Award - Pass<br />
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I cannot believe I got an A in English *faints* <br />
I am shit at English!! Most of my work in the past had barely got me a C and I fully expected to resit it. Oh, and I remember swearing in the text that I wrote... Maybe that got me the extra marks?! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
And English lit... I mean, come on! I didn't even read the book!<br />
Maths probably averaged out since I couldn't even do question 1 on the calc paper, so maybe it was good I got As in Y10 and on the coursework. <br />
ICT, Science and Geog I expected, so that's fine.<br />
I didn't realise the PE thing counted as a qualification? I thought it was some piddly little crappy thing used to fill time :S<br />
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Anyway, that's it. I am free to leave education if I so wish <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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I left Stagecoach <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> I miss it so much, especially my fellow stage 3s (my most favourite people in the whole hemisphere <3), but I felt the teaching and the school set-up wasn't at a good enough standard for the price I paid per term.<br />
I didn't think I'd miss it as much as I do, but I think I left at the right time. In the future, if they start up a 16-18 unit I might go back.<br />
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Personally, I feel I've changed in the last few months. I know sort of what I want from life, or the next two years at least and I feel ready to move on now.<br />
Or I'm a bit more girly now.<br />
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On the 31st I enroll at college (LPSFC in Sheffield) <br />
I'm kinda nervous about starting there without knowing anyone at all :S The open day thing was alright and the people seem nice. I just have to find some friends there now lol!<br />
I'll be taking Performing Arts: Acting, Performing Arts: Stage Management and Archaeology. I was taking Geology too but they cancelled the course so now I have to figure out what to take in it's place. Photography, music and most of the media courses were full when I asked, so I don't know what I'm going to do about that now. I'll probably end up taking Classical Civilisations or Geography for a year and then dropping it. Tbh, I just can't be arsed taking heavier subjects like Maths and Science anymore :S<br />
Long term, I wanna take Stage Management further, but we'll see how A levels pan out. I'm contemplating going abroad to uni, but I doubt funds would stretch that far.<br />
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So right now I'm searching for a part-time job. I'm applying for the ones at USC I think (Please don't let me get it...) and at another store for their christmas staff. I have to make me a CV now. Ack.<br />
I'm also looking for work experience in theater land. <br />
Must phone up the ones in Sheffield, see what their work exp. policy is.<br />
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I've rambled for long enough. Hope you're all well. x<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I have no inspiration for a subject. Who does?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 13:17:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ridiculous this is.<br />
ARGH!<br />
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Anyway, so today was the end of term play at Stagecoach. Managed to not embarrass myself too much, which was so very possible at one point. It went well I guess apart from the dance, which in my defence, was changed last week and I barely had it memorised as it was. It wasn't too bad.<br />
A certain person left <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Dammit.<br />
Apparently they're doing proper exams in the Autumn term. I don't whether I'm staying on for it or leaving at summer like I intended.<br />
I did get my bronze medal though. 3 years there. I really don't want to work out how much it has cost...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yo ho ho</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Dec 2006 11:53:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Merry Christmas everyone! <br />
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Have fun!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 10:38:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just tryed submitting some old stuff, and the new submit page thing is so damn crap <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mad.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":x" title=":x (Mad)" /> It won't upload anything.<br />
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Niaarrrggghhhh.<br />
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Tsk.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I Should Be Asleep</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 19:31:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 4 days back into a new term at school. <br />
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Here's what's happened so far:<br />
1. Whilst walking to school on the first day, crossed the field and forgot that there was a sticking out bit of the hedge. I accidentally brushed past it and got covered in rain and dew from the early morning. Nice.<br />
2. Again on the first day, we go out to do a practice fire drill and I end up half walking into a door whilst talking to Sophie and Liz. <br />
3. I find out that boots/any footwear above the ankle is effectivly banned.<br />
4. My computer fucks up my Geography coursework.<br />
5. Coursework not handed in on time because of said computer fuck up.<br />
6. Me gaining a two-hour detention thanks to said computer fuck up.<br />
7. I find out PE lessons are split up from a double lesson into two singles which are on different days. Highly inconvieniant.<br />
8. I find for the rest of the year we have to share the changing rooms with the year 7s since they have been timetabled in at the same time as us.<br />
9. I'm pretty sure the ginger science teacher hates me. Postman Pat twat.<br />
10. The school have installed 16 CCTV cameras along all the corridors, not to mention the ones outside. Bye bye freedom, hello prison camp.<br />
11. Today I figure I'm going to fail my English GCSE because there is no way I can get an essay done in that time. <br />
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On a more positive note, I got a high A in the last Maths modual I did. It was three marks from am A*.<br />
I also got AA on my year 10 double science modual. 4 marks from an A*.<br />
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And the detention was halved because the caretaker locks up early on Fridays.<br />
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Hmm... should be a fun year.<br />
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Sunday is my coursework day it seems. I have to complete my Geography otherwise I get detentions 'til it's done. And I also have to write an English essay by Wednesday. Fab. :Work: Wish me luck.<br />
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I can't believe we are actually in year 11 and that the people I remember from being old year 11s are now going to be going off to university <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/weirdface.gif" width="27" height="15" alt=":O_o:" title="O_o" /> <br />
Where have two years gone? Seriously, I mean I think somewhere from the end of year 8 to the start of year 9 things picked up and I found a good path to follow, which at that time looked endless. Now it looks like it's going to stop abruptly infront of me.<br />
Can I go back a year please? <br />
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I mean, what do I do next? I know I'm doing the college thing, but to do what? Archaeology or performing arts? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fear.gif" width="18" height="18" alt=":fear:" title="Fear" /><br />
I found a state funded performing arts college based in Croydon the other day on the net. It does courses in the normal dance, acting, singing, but also does stuff like production and media and the backstage stuff. It looks pretty good! I wanna go to the open day but there is no way I can get to there in term time. Mom should be getting me a prospectus through anyway. We'll see.<br />
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I was ment to be helping out in the Youth Services Tent at the Rotherham Show tomorrow, but whatsherface never sent me any details of the pre-meeting meeting. Gah. I told her to her face that I was avaliable to help out but she forgets basically everything I say to her unless it's gossip. Tsk.<br />
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I suggest that you go and listen to Dear Mr. President by Pink. It's quite sad <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
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I've been feeling like crap for a while now. I miss how things were. Now it's all bollocks. Everything's changed. And for the worse too. <br />
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I think I might go with Rob and Mom down to Cornwall after all. I won't see the sea, it's just to help Rob settle into university. But still, it's a break. <br />
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Can I have a hug? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/raincloud.gif" width="24" height="27" alt=":raincloud:" title="Grr." /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hey kid</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Aug 2006 15:02:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday, I met Mr. Matt Willis in the HMV in Sheffield! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
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And got a hug! *teenie moment* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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We weren't allowed photos with Matt himself 'cause of time and stuff (the fact that the ones at the back of the queue got them anyway because the signing started early is a bit... ¬_¬ ) but as many as we liked of just him. I managed to get a grand total of 0 decent ones but hey, I have a nice one of his back!<br />
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He then went to Hallam FM and only back at home did I realise I should've gone and followed him... <br />
Don't look at me like that! A load of other people did and got pics with him *humpf*<br />
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4 and a bit hours of queueing, getting bitched at by Boots for 'being a firehazard' (they had a power cut in the end, not our fault - the whole row of shops went out, that's karma for you!) and avoiding chewing gum when sat down got me a signed CD and a hug! Worth it? Possibly..<br />
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Oh well, I don't care because I hugged Matt Willis! YAY!!!!<br />
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*ahem* ]]></description>
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                <title>Heh!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 13:49:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This new layout sucks! Takes years to load ¬_¬<br />
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Ha! Journals are baaack! Wave bye bye to these journals! ]]></description>
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                <title>'Nothing going down, duuuude'</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Aug 2006 21:16:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Nothing much is happening right now, and I can almost be certain that no-one actually gives a shit. Whatever.<br />
The LP Journals are down again. Bollocks, bollocks and double bollocks. <br />
Hence the reason why I've started writing here.<br />
There is no shitting way I will reveal as much here as I do there. For a start no-one to my knowledge knows I have a LPNJ account, obviously now you do, and when they are back up again (if they are deleted I will scream the sodding house down) you can count on all these journal entries being deleted. Ditto with Myspace.<br />
Eeeeesh.<br />
Today, well technically yesterday, I went to sleep at dawn and woke up around 5:30pm. Fun, fun.<br />
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I wrote a good lengthy piece of, well, writing about an hour or so ago. It's mostly like journal prose but I'm not sure whether to turn it into a fanfic or just change a few bits and submit it here.<br />
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After school ended, I did get out and about for a bit, the whole Bournemouth trip and such like. Although for at least a week now I've been doing a seemingly endless cycle of staying up all night and going to sleep at dawn and then waking up late afternoon, reading a book until early evening and then staying on the internet for a stupidly long time. I have got through a lot of books though. Last summer was basically the same endless cycle of stuff, but I didn't stay awake until dawn and I watched dvds instead of reading books.<br />
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Eeeeeeeeeeeeesh.<br />
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One thing I am sure of though is that I am totally over someone. The people who needed to know, knew; if you don't, don't dig for the name. It's not something I will give up, and it doesn't apply now anyway. I gave up on it long, long ago, not that anything would've happened anyway but, meh, you get the point. Over it. End of.<br />
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Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh.<br />
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I'm have an appointment with the doctor on Friday, in theory to discuss going to a dietition. I will shift this fat if it kills me. Although seeing as how going to a dietition was the start of my father's problems, it probably will kill me. Pah...<br />
Also, will probably see if anything is up medically with my nails. My middle finger on my left hand is half white where the nail has separated from the bed. <br />
I hope to God it grows out.<br />
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My brother thinks he is fucking brilliant now as he went into Mesmerize and bought cannabis insence sticks. Twat. <br />
Right, ok, I'm going to rant and rant fucking good about the next issue. <br />
The bastard stole my career choice.<br />
For his university choice he's doing archaeology.<br />
Yes, it may sound stupid to be pissed off about him choosing the same university course that I intend to do, but it has really hurt me. It was something that was special to me. <br />
And besides, why can't he have an original thought in his head? And just because he has failed pretty much everything in his AS levels after he skipped a LOT of college and missed work deadlines and lost his EMA bonus thing, he now thinks it's okay to go and copy every shitty thing about me and Ian. I mean, Ian didn't specifically want to do chemistry but I don't think he got enough in his A levels to do the chemistry making medicines thing since he got Ds and Cs, but hey, he now has a degree and has a decent paying job and what seems to be an offer to do his masters degree (which he got really depressed about because at first he didn't get a high enough degree to go for his masters, but his tutors told him to basically don't give up on it because there had to be a way around it. And now seemingly, there is); if Ian can do it, anyone can!<br />
Robert never was like the way I was over archaeology. I loved it. He didn't seem bothered.<br />
Here's why I'm pissed off about the archaeology/university thing. <br />
If you've known me for longer than about 2 years, you'll probably know that I have fasination about archaeology. It was one of those things that just 'clicked'. You know how you sometimes get an instant love for something? It was like that. And ever since I was really young I've had my future planned out. Archaeology being it.<br />
It started with fossils when I went to Lyme Regis I think. That was one fab holiday.<br />
When I was younger, and woke up early I used to find Dad downstairs watching some form of history programme on TV or tape. I liked watching them. And then in the evenings around 6 o'clock Time Team used to come on. I was and am still obsessed with that programme. We must have taped at least 75% of the programmes that were shown on Channel 4, and I have piles of tapes in the front room with endless digs on them. When they first did the Big Dig thing, I wanted to sign up and dig the pit in my backgarden, but Mum wouldn't allow it. I still went outside but I picked at the fossils we brought home from Lyme Regis and dug and picked about the slate in the garden we used to have. I haven't seen the slate and fossils in such a long t... ]]></description>
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                <title>Meow</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jul 2006 12:11:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Am back from Bournemouth. It was pleasant and I now have just enough tan to look okay with, however I do have marks where my glasses have been :S Oops...<br />
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Spent most of yesterday stood still, jeans rolled up, paddling in the sea.<br />
And then found I didn't take enough socks...<br />
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Check out: <a href="http://www.gugge2000.co.uk/">[link]</a><br />
Saw them live yesterday accidentally and they are awesome! Forgot to take my camera around with me though and so missed some good picture opportunities on the beach and missed taking videos of Gugge 2000.<br />
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I'll put a few pics up of what I took... Don't hold out too much hope though..<br />
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Brass bands rule! ]]></description>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jul 2006 15:56:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I just another arguement with my family that resulted in me having my face slapped for no good reason. Then a load of blah-ness later, I was sat crying on my brother's shoulder about how bad life is and how I miss my Dad and Nanna and Grandad and everyone. And I'm pretty damn sick of it since we're always at each other's throats and quite frankly I've had enough now.<br />
Am hooked on Jeff Buckley now which is helping. I intend to find Grace sometime soon and sit listening to it for a while in an empty room.<br />
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I just want to sit somewhere and not think, not feel, not do anything and just be. And I couldn't give two hoots if anyone thinks I'm lying about certain stuff, because frankly if you don't believe anything I'm saying then maybe I shouldn't be friends with you.<br />
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I had to cut my really nice long nails off today because my nails are separating from the nail beds. Am kinda pissed off about that.<br />
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Am off to Bournemouth on Tuesday until late Thursday. <br />
Maybe it'll rain. ]]></description>
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