Saturday, 12 July 2008

"I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down" ... WAAAAH!

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Stagewise is over. Upsetting much. It was one of the best weeks of my life. Oh. Also, I have something to say and I haven't been bullied into it at all (...!). [see this old post to see where it all allegedly started.]

ROWAN TOLLEY IS A SAINT!
Anything I may or may not have implied before doubting this was very foolish and wrong of me. The man, who really I have bullied if anything, did not deserve such libel to be written about him.
www.rowantolley.co.uk for more information on this super chap.

Is that enough? Haha. I'm serious, though, Rowan, if you're reading this. Which you better be, because ... well, a big enough deal was made of the whole issue! "DOUBLE-U, DOUBLE-U, DOUBLE-U, DOT!" (letyourselfdown.com)

Ahh, I really have such a wonderful week. I had to fall to ground dramatically three times in our final performance, but seeing as we rehearsed or re-did or fine-tuned it a lot during the week I am now apt at "dying". Especially robotically in verrrry slowwww motion. Although I'm sure it wasn't really slow motion. We managed to parody Snakes on a Plane, Home and Away, Neighbors, the Crocodile Hunter, all martial arts films, High School Musical and other musicals ... and oh, probably more things. Being in comedy class was a lot of fun this year. Very different to last year. More friends. Even more wonderful, wonderful people (especially tutors, heh!) who I will miss. And will hopefully keep in touch with. And who should read this, really. HI GUYS!, if you are.

I under-packed. A VERITABLE FIRST! Well, if you count "under-packed" as had to wear a coupe of things twice. Which, for me, is. Because I think for a week you can afford to bring stuff and just wear everything once, But it was alright. I wore the granny nightie which I finally made into a shirt. Finally. See this post to see when I had planned to do such.

I'll take a picture when it's out of the wash.

Now, what else? Oh, yes, Stagewise. Everything was brilliant. The performance by the music class blew me away. Not literally. That would be the fan in the music room. Eyy!
"Can I get blown?!"
"Just whatever flows out of your brain." We were all so rude.
If we go back nest year I hope we're in music. Mime (obviously the greatest class ever!) would be cool but seeing as I've done it already it would be nice for my last year to be something new. And music is wonderful. All the comfy chairs, dripping taps, the piano. Wonderful.

We can dance to Thriller now. They had better play it at C2 and the five of us (from Westport that went) will just wow everyone with our mad skills. And maybe the two girls from drama who were - coincidentally! - there, and one of whom we were sharing a room with, can come too! WOOOH!

Now. I have to go to the Gaeltacht in a week. I feel like I just got back from Stagewise. It will take me that long to recover. I'm still talking kinda Monaghan-ish, I still am so sore from all the dancing at class and at those INSANE discos (way better than last year's, all three of them), still trying to get used to having a toilet that actually flushes and a door that opens! I also woke up early this morning, having gotten into that routine, instead of my usual time of 11 o' clock the weeks before.

Still singing all of the songs that we performed, danced to and sang at the awesome music session! Black Velvet just came on, which reminds me of LAST YEAR! Even longer ago.

I didn't have my camera because I left it on the train before we left Heuston. Like an idiot. I thought it was gone missing and I was there blubbering the middle of the train station. And when I did have it back, I was crying again for different reasons. Parting anyone is hard to do.

I've probably not mentioned anything properly or gone into any great detail in anything, but if you guys comment and remind me about blog-worthy stuff I can include it next time. And some of the pictures and names. With permission.

LALALALALALALAAAAAAA.
WE'RE GONNA MAKE YOU POPULAR!

So.
Only road I've ever been doooownn.

Alright. I'm going to now make a blog on bebo saying everyone has to read this one. then maybe tomorrow I'll do a memorable moments list.

Talk to yis.
LOVE! (L! O! V! ...E!)
grace
xxx

Wednesday, 2 July 2008

"Your head is there to move you around" ... For shame, Grace.

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Okay, so I won't give you a big update. Of course. That would be way too much effort, and it's been so many weeks, months, years since I posted last, it would be very stupid. But I promised myself I would get back into the blogging thing. A little bit too late, methinks, because I'm off to Stagewise on Sunday! (see blog this time, last year for info.) Oh my God, I can't believe it's been a year.

I've gotten worse at blogging since then. I've got new clothes but haven't bothered to show them to you. Probably because they're nothing special, y'know, and the only reason I do it is because I don't think people want to read big long posts with no pictures. People like pictures.

My ball dress got two outings so far, which is pretty good going!


Me and Vicky on the way to the ball.
Also note : her amazing gold dress.
(She said I could! See I'm very good. I hope her mum doesn't kill me, re: background.)


Me and Neasa at our cousin's fabulous wedding.
It was very late on at that stage which is my excuse for my appearance.
Also note: Neasa's brilliant dress.


Keep in mind those photos are from moths ago.
Grace: bringing the updates weeks too late.

Anyways, what else? Went to Oxfam and Penneys yesterday to get some essentials (more cardigans, socks) that kind of thing. Got a red cardigan, AT LAST! But, for some reason it was sewn closed halfway up. Probably so the previous owner didn't have to do all the buttons at the time. I ripped out the stitches. It took ages, it was very well sewn! Mum thinks it's because (it's a size 18-20) the buttons were sort of bursting on the previous owner. I got a big fuzzy indigo (BRIGHT indigo. Or blue. or violet. Not sure, really. But bright) jumper. Those were in Oxfam. Clearly somewhere I go a lot. Too much? In Penneys I got some waisted belts - they're handy - and this black and white dress I plan on wearing to my friend's 18th on Friday. I'll take a picture on my way out and you can see it.

The Ting Tings' album is good. Seeing as I am so out of the loop in terms of what is cool and uncool in music, I have no idea if I'm "supposed" to like them or not. Obviously that wouldn't stop me, but it's strange not knowing. To be honest, seeing as they are annoying, poppy and popular, I would guess not cool. But they are very good. Give 'em a chance! What else...? I want Panic! (I'll never stop using the exclamation mark ... maybe) at the Disco's new album. Even though lots of people have said it is shit and only people who don't seem to have great taste say it is good - I want it. NME were very kind to them, considering, and even though I think we all would have just preferred more of the same, and I think it's stupid they went off on such a big stupid musical tangent which seems a lot worse, it could be good, HAVE YOU HEARD IT? DISCUSS!
(Oh my God, how weird ... Rick O' Shea literally just played Nine in the Afternoon there. Right as I'm talking about them. I liked that song when it came out. It is good, even though it's almost unbearable now.)
I just remember when ... yes, I heard them before you. Possibly. I know everyone says that, but really we were listening to them a while before the single came out and suddenly they were everywhere. I remember texting into Rick trying to get him to play them, but no one had heard of them. The album wasn't out. And Downtown Records always gave me weird looks when I asked for it. Anyways, things change. But they remain good. It's hard to believe they could produce a truly shitty album, imo.

Usher - why are you so worried? Chill. It's going to be alright. (Did you notice how worried his face is all the time?)

So, it's the summer. I've been waking up at an average time of quarter to eleven every day. Sometimes it's half ten, sometimes after eleven, but it's usually the same. I think that's funny. No matter how early or late I go to bed, I'm waking up just before eleven each day.
My summer is going well. I've been at a disco, a party, a Scouts fundraiser, and just around and about, with more things to come. Such as another party, Stagewise, the Gaeltacht and so on. Oh, the life I lead.

I read the book Wicked and am now obsessed. I want to see the musical. I also read Orpheus Rising by Colin Bateman, which I recommend also. He's a great writer, and I am in the middle of another of his books, I Predict a Riot which is proving to be even better. There are like a thousand characters, all developed, and loads of storylines which are unknowingly linking up - it's very cool. I'm still trying to get through Fever Pitch which is just ... ridiculously football-y. But I lent to a football fan who really enjoyed it, and now I feel like I should give it another chance. I mean, it's Nick Hornby after all. My hero.

Worked out how to get movies on my iPod. Watched High Fidelity (for the billionth time) and Definitely, Maybe, which is actually pretty good. Like, it's sweet and rom-com-y and has three good lead actresses and Abigail Breslin, who is brilliant and whom I don't find annoying whatsoever.
Also recently watched Grosse Point Blank, which was completely mad, but great. +10 points automatically for wonderful John Cusack-ness.



Saoirse's gone to France! We had a night 'on the town' before she went, which involved Youtube videos and webcam fun in our Cybercafe, queuing for ages in a pub toilet, 'Ladies of the Night', and a drunk man with an eyebrow ring poledancing. It was fun. She'll be back soon enough with a French student in tow, who hopefully we'll all meet and that will be fun.

FUNNY THINGS ON THE INTERNET.
Let's see. I only recently watched the Chocolate Rain 'phenomenon', and didn't get it, but laughed at the insaneness anyways. Luke says that's all there is to get. The insaneness. If there is more to its massive success and inordinate number of Youtube hits, please tell me. Because I can't work it out. It just ... yeah. Watch it here and let me know. WHY?

I nearly know how to ollie now. Pretty good, eh?

I've been playing Bully a lot. It's one of the few Playstation games I really think is just super. It seems to appeal a lot to girls as well as boys, although I'm not sure that was intentional. It just seems lots of girls like it, too. I cannot stand San Andreas or any of those drive-by-shooting-prostitutes games. Like, some are alright, but San Andreas is actually the worst. In terms of everything, it's a bad game. Bad, as in crap, as well as controversial. The Godfather is okay. That's my game review now, done. Look, I'm widening my talking points!

Is that enough? I'll find my camera, take some pictures and that'll do for the next blog.
Oh, thanks to Saturday night, I got less scared of my webcam and put it up. I leave it off though. This is it, with me, in a mirror. Terrible quality. But fun with three people next to each on msn.




And I'm off. More later in the week, promise. before I go.
 
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