Last Night in Plymouth, 2016

Just a quick round-up post before the weekend - when I head home for the holidays. It's been a bust week, as expected but I have received:
- Help for my essay questions which has allowed me to form a better idea of what I'll be writing about in the next few weeks.
- Copious presents from housemates and a few from classmates (candles and chocolate featured heavily in the former group)
- Xmas dinner and copious amounts of mulled alcohol on Wednesday (courtesy of my lovely housemate Tamsyn)
- Help in bettering my script (today) which cost me a lot personally because I was slaving over that script since Tuesday and I thought it was decent, but it appeared to have more holes than a colander (not literally, but there was alot of room for improvement)
And now it's down to the final night in my room of 2016. I have drank the last 1/3 of a bottle of reasonably strong red wine, the last half of a bar of caramel chocolate with mini marshmallows and fudge pieces (also courtesy of Tamsyn), and am watching the Game Grumps soldier through the last of their run of Undertale (a game I need to purchase on Steam when I get the chance).
I'll say goodnight for now, though I won't be sleeping for at least another hour. See you back in Kent. I hope I survive the journey home, because I will be carrying a lot of stuff (especially books).
Oh and yes, I gave out my festive headwear to the committee of UPAD on Tuesday and was promptly swallowed by all 10 members in a group hug. I felt like a little Santa. But sad news on losing our Vice Chair Alastair who was my director for the showcase. I wish him all the best in his studies and hope his health improves so he can come back and be his wonderful self again in the family who loves him.

Showcase Day

So it's been a week since my last entry but here I am, having conquered Showcase Day. It was an early start, a nervous day overall, sneaking up and down stone stairs to get backstage but damn, I never could have  asked to have been in a better society. It was slow going in the 'green room', especially when I felt I was doing terribly with every run through. Only after psyching myself up and getting tired and pissed off could I channel my inner bitch. So after some McDonald's and further waiting, I was onstage and giving it my all like never before. My only problem was when I panicked because I thought my chair which I was supposed to be taking off stage was missing. Fellow actor and director Alastair had to come calm me down and hug me backstage. Was such an emotional moment.
But everyone else in my cast did so well.
After it was all over, he ordered a group hug which I can never get enough of. While waiting for the call to come onstage for our bow, a few of the people in my play who had feathers were pulling them out and letting them float down the stairwell backstage. Never seen anyone so excited to catch a feather in complete silence! But once bows were out of the way, it was on to the afterparty which I got pretty drunk at because I hadn't eaten since 4....
Oh well, im home and ready for sleep now.
Until next time

Tech Day Awesomeness

Somehow I'm still alive after a solid 12 hours of tech rehearsal for the UPAD Winter Showcase next Sunday, but what am emotional/exciting/crazy 12 hours it's been. Dancing, homosexual kissing, inappropriate laughter, missed light and sound cues, living dead bodies, an excess of parrot coloured feathers, to name a few. I haven't eaten a proper dinner (an M&S chicken pesto flatbread and a flapjack was all I had). It was so great to see all the other plays though, see who got cast in the parts I auditioned for all those weeks ago (I think my parts were filled pretty well and admittedly, I don't know if I could've memorised alot of lines so it's just as well). So performances were so emotional! I know none of UPAD will see this but I love them all; they've grown on me so fast! Cannot wait for Showcase Day now.
But that's a week away. First I have classes to worry about, starting 9am tomorrow so to sleep with me. I'll be back!

Christmas Approacheth

So the last time I posted, it was November. Well hello, December. The countdown to Christmas has begun, and thus we are but 23 days away from the day of festive overindulgence, present-giving, and tinsel. I love it though.
Anyway, I am writing this entry slightly drunk courtesy of the free food and booze (wine) provided by the English department at uni for a Flash Fiction Open Mic night (three things I cannot say no to). As to the last 5 or so days....well it's been a rollercoaster of emotions, I have admitted defeat on my library crowdfunding - having failed to 1. arrange a successful poetry evening at the library and thus 2. failed to meet even half of my desired goal. This has, however, not discouraged me from attempting this endeavour again come the new year because this a potential three years on the library's clock before panic sets in, I have time on my side to help them out (somewhat). 
My own deadlines are looming the other side of the holidays (of which I shall be embarking on and returning home for in just a few hours shy of a fortnight from now - which makes me equal parts nervous and excited).
But anyways, I think that's me suitably explained for the time being. Tomorrow will be quite a busy day as I brainstorm for my essays, wrap presents, write cards, and do laundry. Wish me luck. I'm relaxing for the rest of this evening.