Effervescent Indifference
Actually, the above topic line has no relevance, it just sounded cool.
So. Stuff has been happening. Last week a lot of stuff happened in the form of a drama course up at Queensland University of Technology, which shall henceforth be referred to as 'QUT.' Much less letters to be used.
It was basically about auditions, and the monologue that you'd do for the audition. To this end a lot of year 12s hoping to get into places like QUT were there, and I was the only year 10, which was a bit odd but didn't really make a difference. Lots of people thought I was in year 12 which was quite cool, even cooler were the shocked looks when I told them I was only 14. But as we all know there's nothing wrong with being 14. ^^
I was in a group with 13 other people, although a girl named Catherine who looked oddly like Lachlan Field changed groups on the Wednesday cos she didn't think she was learning enough. Our teacher was this fully out-there yet suprisingly down-to-earth guy called Eugene. He could have been just another crappy hippie but he actually knew a LOT and taught us heaps.
So we worked in the group on each of our monologues, and went to a lecture each day from someone from each university, such as QUT itself, USQ, UQ and... nobody from NIDA because, in the words of the head QUT lecturer Mark, 'We don't really like the NIDA people... they're a bit up themselves.'
I met many a person, and now I'll try to describe a few of them.
Lachlan turned out to be one of my best friends there. Looked like a cross between Rory and Chris's brother Nathan. Did the Chuckie monologue from Good Will Hunting ('Fuck you! You owe it to me!'). He has an ex/current/dubious girlfriend who is now in England, thus the ex/current/dubious. I ripped him about it the whole time. Very good stuff. I quote: 'You're a bitch, you know that?'
Miranda was an amusing person. She reminded me of somebody. In fact everyone on the course pretty much reminded me of someone else, even the teachers, which was weird but cool. She did Blanche from Streetcar named Desire.
John was a very stereotypical gay guy. Terribly cool though. I'm not entirely sure he was gay... he had the slight lisp and the sensitivity and the friends with girls and the coolness, and it was kinda taken for granted. I'll ask Miranda sometime... we all exchanged MSN and mobiles so that's all good, I haven't added anyone yet though. o_0
Tegan taught me to read palms in a way that oddly frequently involved the person having dealings with Mexican crack whores. She wasn't in my group. Pretty hot though.
Taryn 1 looked like a cross between Camilla and Bonnie. She did the 'I have a crush on Adam' speech from Dags. So did Leanne, funnily enough.
Taryn 2 (see? there were two of them) was one of those funny drama-trained people who think the can actually act. She wasn't that bad. Did Viola from Twelfth Night.
Cassie had diabetes and, as of last Tuesday, had had a boyfriend for two days. It was a matter of much amusement. She did Irene from Three Sisters by Chekov. So did this 19/20-year-old called Oosha (at least that's what it sounded like) who was quite cool, out of school and in a managing position at some office, but still looked like a year 12er. Damn Queensland and their stupid system. I hate them all. (:P Chris)
Beau was very serious sometimes but still cool. He did Rico from Blackrock, very hardcore performance, the dude just killed a girl in the course of attempted rape and is begging his mate to cover for him. He was good.
So that's basically all the cool people. Some interesting things we did at the course... well firstly I should point out that I did Doug's monologue from Cosi by Louis Nowra. The dude's a pyromaniac in a mental asylum and he's explaining to this uni student why he's in there (he burned his mother's cats, house, and accidently her as well). Great stuff.
Anyway. Stuff that happened. We did a very Australian Idol-style mock mock audition on Thursday, where three of us would be the judges and people would do their monologues and get marked. I was Dicko, apparently, which is harsh but probably true. Minus the mullet. Then on Friday we did the real mock audition in front of the tutors. I got really good marks from one (Floyd, an old teacher), pretty good marks from another (Eugene, my own tutor) and average to pretty bad marks from Nick (who was still a student there so I don't really care). On Saturday we 'performed' them for friends and family, except nobody had any friends and few families came along. I gave my dad the wrong time so he missed it. Walked in just after I finished and said 'oh, so you're just starting?'
Then we went home.
Monday was Laksmi's beach party. Much amusement to be had. Stupid sour cream/tomato sauce food fights, sand throwing and putting of sand down pants, all of which were initiated by Potter. Laurel got really pissed when I put sand down her bikini but she got over it. Which is good. Leo tried to bash me but also whispered 'do it again!' so clearly he's not as overly protective a boyfriend as Brendan. That guy needs some testosterone siphoned out, I swear.
That night I, suprisingly, ended up at Todd's place. Stayed overnight with no prior warning. It was fun, we rode bikes around Burringbar. played pool (I lost), played monopoly (I won), played Rugby League on the Xbox (I lost), and played Return of the King on Xbox (I would have one except it was co-operative mode).
Then the next morning I went to Potter's for the inaugural practice session of none other than the one, the only, MICROPENIS!
Woo.
Harry is such a kick-ass drummer it's not funny. Other facts: Mitch broke his minibike going over the jump I made, Brendan can't sing and play guitar at the same time, and I can't sing quite as high as Tom DeLonge which is kinda sad. We all need to learn many more songs for next time. This time we played quite a bit of Blink (Anthem, Carousel, Dammit etc), Smells Like Teen Spirit (Kurt Cobain is such a stoner), and and that was about all. For seven hours. Funny that.
Recently I have come to discover a new phenomenon in the world of social interactions. I have decided to call it Frederick Syndrome, after my second middle name, although I'm also considering naming it after someone else. Basically it consists of when you discover that your friend's sister was actually a beautiful woman all along (to quote Dags) and try to spend time with her when you're actually over at your friend's place to be with your friend.
It's happened twice in recent memory and that's enough to qualify as a syndrome. Dammit, Stockholm Syndrome only happened once and then it got all famous and people wrote songs about it. I demand satisfaction!
Um, so, yesterday and me and Dad went out on the boat. It was cool, even though we didn't sail much... just kinda went out to some place, stayed overnight, and now we're back at the place where we keep it and I'm hijacking some rich fat dude's broadband internet with the laptop's wireless and downloading Star Wars fan films. Ahh, rich fat dudes. Where would we be without them?
- Corran
So. Stuff has been happening. Last week a lot of stuff happened in the form of a drama course up at Queensland University of Technology, which shall henceforth be referred to as 'QUT.' Much less letters to be used.
It was basically about auditions, and the monologue that you'd do for the audition. To this end a lot of year 12s hoping to get into places like QUT were there, and I was the only year 10, which was a bit odd but didn't really make a difference. Lots of people thought I was in year 12 which was quite cool, even cooler were the shocked looks when I told them I was only 14. But as we all know there's nothing wrong with being 14. ^^
I was in a group with 13 other people, although a girl named Catherine who looked oddly like Lachlan Field changed groups on the Wednesday cos she didn't think she was learning enough. Our teacher was this fully out-there yet suprisingly down-to-earth guy called Eugene. He could have been just another crappy hippie but he actually knew a LOT and taught us heaps.
So we worked in the group on each of our monologues, and went to a lecture each day from someone from each university, such as QUT itself, USQ, UQ and... nobody from NIDA because, in the words of the head QUT lecturer Mark, 'We don't really like the NIDA people... they're a bit up themselves.'
I met many a person, and now I'll try to describe a few of them.
Lachlan turned out to be one of my best friends there. Looked like a cross between Rory and Chris's brother Nathan. Did the Chuckie monologue from Good Will Hunting ('Fuck you! You owe it to me!'). He has an ex/current/dubious girlfriend who is now in England, thus the ex/current/dubious. I ripped him about it the whole time. Very good stuff. I quote: 'You're a bitch, you know that?'
Miranda was an amusing person. She reminded me of somebody. In fact everyone on the course pretty much reminded me of someone else, even the teachers, which was weird but cool. She did Blanche from Streetcar named Desire.
John was a very stereotypical gay guy. Terribly cool though. I'm not entirely sure he was gay... he had the slight lisp and the sensitivity and the friends with girls and the coolness, and it was kinda taken for granted. I'll ask Miranda sometime... we all exchanged MSN and mobiles so that's all good, I haven't added anyone yet though. o_0
Tegan taught me to read palms in a way that oddly frequently involved the person having dealings with Mexican crack whores. She wasn't in my group. Pretty hot though.
Taryn 1 looked like a cross between Camilla and Bonnie. She did the 'I have a crush on Adam' speech from Dags. So did Leanne, funnily enough.
Taryn 2 (see? there were two of them) was one of those funny drama-trained people who think the can actually act. She wasn't that bad. Did Viola from Twelfth Night.
Cassie had diabetes and, as of last Tuesday, had had a boyfriend for two days. It was a matter of much amusement. She did Irene from Three Sisters by Chekov. So did this 19/20-year-old called Oosha (at least that's what it sounded like) who was quite cool, out of school and in a managing position at some office, but still looked like a year 12er. Damn Queensland and their stupid system. I hate them all. (:P Chris)
Beau was very serious sometimes but still cool. He did Rico from Blackrock, very hardcore performance, the dude just killed a girl in the course of attempted rape and is begging his mate to cover for him. He was good.
So that's basically all the cool people. Some interesting things we did at the course... well firstly I should point out that I did Doug's monologue from Cosi by Louis Nowra. The dude's a pyromaniac in a mental asylum and he's explaining to this uni student why he's in there (he burned his mother's cats, house, and accidently her as well). Great stuff.
Anyway. Stuff that happened. We did a very Australian Idol-style mock mock audition on Thursday, where three of us would be the judges and people would do their monologues and get marked. I was Dicko, apparently, which is harsh but probably true. Minus the mullet. Then on Friday we did the real mock audition in front of the tutors. I got really good marks from one (Floyd, an old teacher), pretty good marks from another (Eugene, my own tutor) and average to pretty bad marks from Nick (who was still a student there so I don't really care). On Saturday we 'performed' them for friends and family, except nobody had any friends and few families came along. I gave my dad the wrong time so he missed it. Walked in just after I finished and said 'oh, so you're just starting?'
Then we went home.
Monday was Laksmi's beach party. Much amusement to be had. Stupid sour cream/tomato sauce food fights, sand throwing and putting of sand down pants, all of which were initiated by Potter. Laurel got really pissed when I put sand down her bikini but she got over it. Which is good. Leo tried to bash me but also whispered 'do it again!' so clearly he's not as overly protective a boyfriend as Brendan. That guy needs some testosterone siphoned out, I swear.
That night I, suprisingly, ended up at Todd's place. Stayed overnight with no prior warning. It was fun, we rode bikes around Burringbar. played pool (I lost), played monopoly (I won), played Rugby League on the Xbox (I lost), and played Return of the King on Xbox (I would have one except it was co-operative mode).
Then the next morning I went to Potter's for the inaugural practice session of none other than the one, the only, MICROPENIS!
Woo.
Harry is such a kick-ass drummer it's not funny. Other facts: Mitch broke his minibike going over the jump I made, Brendan can't sing and play guitar at the same time, and I can't sing quite as high as Tom DeLonge which is kinda sad. We all need to learn many more songs for next time. This time we played quite a bit of Blink (Anthem, Carousel, Dammit etc), Smells Like Teen Spirit (Kurt Cobain is such a stoner), and and that was about all. For seven hours. Funny that.
Recently I have come to discover a new phenomenon in the world of social interactions. I have decided to call it Frederick Syndrome, after my second middle name, although I'm also considering naming it after someone else. Basically it consists of when you discover that your friend's sister was actually a beautiful woman all along (to quote Dags) and try to spend time with her when you're actually over at your friend's place to be with your friend.
It's happened twice in recent memory and that's enough to qualify as a syndrome. Dammit, Stockholm Syndrome only happened once and then it got all famous and people wrote songs about it. I demand satisfaction!
Um, so, yesterday and me and Dad went out on the boat. It was cool, even though we didn't sail much... just kinda went out to some place, stayed overnight, and now we're back at the place where we keep it and I'm hijacking some rich fat dude's broadband internet with the laptop's wireless and downloading Star Wars fan films. Ahh, rich fat dudes. Where would we be without them?
- Corran