I am on the train, I constantly seem to be on the train. Been home for less than 24 hours and I don’t really like the fact that the next time I go home will be Christmas Eve. Currently rehearsing for Seussical so you know, lots of stress but quite a bit of fun too, even if Rob just dismisses me in every rehearsal. Some days I’m up for being really creative and energetic and other days I just want to strangle everyone and tell them their imaginations are bullshit. I try so hard to look enthusiastic all the time but I think I just naturally fail in all rehearsal processes. All creative teams just dislike me and of course its because I don’t suck up and bullshit enough but thats just not me. Oh and we’ve got a really exciting essay to look forward to when it’s over as well. I’m not a negative person I promise.
We went on holiday!! But now we’re back :(
Just did pretty good splits on both legs. I have to keep this up till September.
Had a lovely end to my year at Trinity Laban running around screaming and showing my bum dressed as a hooker in Orpheus. It was really nice to get to spend some time with some different people, but after getting up at 7am hungover from the after show for a train journey back to a rehearsal all day I am shattered and glad to be in a comfy house. Even if my little brother did throw stuff at me and call me rubbish…
And all I’m thinking is WHY CAN’T I SING. Like seriously, I’m going to expect people to pay me to do it soon and I definitely wouldn’t pay for this. I mean, I’ve learnt how to sing safely and not so flat but especially when I have hay fever I can’t even hear myself… I can dance better, I’m definitely stronger and I can stay up on a releve and have nearly got to grips with spotting, finally. I still can’t do double pirouettes properly in ballet. I now know how you’re meant to go about acting, not to say that I can actually do it. What a stress.
I eat too much gnocchi
This post is very late but Saturday night was great. I forgot to tell mum that Emma was having an Ann Summers party so when she dropped me off she was like ‘oh look, sexy underwear’. AWKS. Then I looked very scared by all the pink sparkly willy things until I got as drunk as the others. When we went out we gave a random man Emma’s bra because he was doing a challenge. Then we met farmers who were wearing gilets in a club and got them to buy us drinks. Then there was a boy who looked like he was out of a 90s boy band and I said ‘where’s your wind machine?’ and he said ‘you’re different I’m going too buy you drinks’. Then he asked if he could kiss my cheek and I held out my hand and said ‘no, but you may kiss my hand’. Tom thinks I’m horrible because I take advantage of boys or something.
Apparently my brother has been getting his willy out a lot, my mum found him and his friend Dylan getting naked in the boot of the car. Him and Dylan are going to go to a musical theatre class together… He also said ‘my willy is bigger than Kayd and Cobys’.
Also Tom just happened to be on one knee at my party and I was like ‘OMG are we getting married??’ and he was like ‘……’ and I was sad and he whispered ‘we are, but we can’t talk about it or we’ll jinx it’.
I am very achy. Yesterday we did a 3 hour Irish dance workshop then I went swimming and then me and Tom ran to Greenwich park and did loads of body con stuff and I laughed at him doing sit ups and the plank and made him stretch and then this morning we did a lot of stretching and rolling around on the floor and me and Tom are going to do the same thing tonight but I think all the muscles in my back have seized up.
We’ve just finished our end of year show, Oklahoma, which means I’ve basically finished first year… Crazy. And it’s my birthday next week. The shows were so good and on the last night, when we were doing the fight, the gunshot went off too early which meant I just had to freeze with my skirt over my head in my bloomers and I was nearly pissing myself and I just had to like creep out singing ‘one man likes to push a plough, the other likes to chase a cow’ and Tom was sitting right in front of me in the audience. All the Es came to watch and I was so hyper and it was brilliant because it’s the first time all three of them have been there and I made all my college friends guess which one was which and they left me notes in my room and I’m going to see them all the time soon because it will be summer. My birthday present from my brother was a locket with a picture of him in and my mum said she left the other side blank so I could have a picture of big Tom as well… lame. And he was like ‘I put all the glitter on the card!’
Last night we all went to Alan’s and drunk apple sours and got a bit high and Corey put on the song about leaving your hat on and got a hat and sunglasses and a Welsh flag and he didn’t even leave his hat on he just wrapped the flag round his crotch and got quite embarrassed. Then Joe put clown lipstick on and it was all over my face when I woke up this morning. Then as we were leaving Alan was telling me and Tom what he does with Lauras vagina and he just looked so happy. Laura just sat there all night eating a block of cheese while Alan was like ‘I’m going to propose to you in a couple of years will you say yes??’
Now Tom is at work and I’m eating his fish fingers and I will clean his room in a bit but it’s just really messy. We’re going to watch a scary film tonight and eat Nandos cos I’ve been craving it for weeks. The cash machine swallowed my card last night and I don’t know what to do. Toms neighbour is singing terribly again, I would go round and strangle her but it sounds like someone beat me to it. YOU ARE NOT TAYLOR SWIFT YOU SOUND MORE LIKE THE GOAT.