Less than awesome occurings:

• Am without laptop for at least 2 weeks whilst being repaired.. Fuck. Found company that hires it out but yet to discover if I can afford it.
• Really shitty relationship with Dad at home. We're back to the usual war.
• Depression still kicking in.
• Reunion dinner with school friends was...disappointing... Due to Hannah, the girl ( Read more... )

Term's nearly over bar one pointless 2 hour Dramaturgy class tomorrow. Half the year have flown home or gone on holiday, lol! It'll probably be me and about 3 other people.

• Feedback week depressed me b/c all their criticism was exactly what I'd expected; 'You're great at language, now you've got to release physically.' 'Embrace your wildness.' 'Get ( Read more... )

Urgh. I hab a cold; my dose is like Niagra. And I have Choral Singing in an hour, awesome. It's tipping down with rain and I wish we didn't have Classical Text later. Such a frustrating class- no, Shakespeare didn't write that cause of the plosive letters & so the reader is filled with a sense of rage and betrayal, he wrote it cause it RHYMED.

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Wow, am so officially now the Bad Girl of RADA. Got asked by the Head of Acting, Seb, if I wanted to do a play-reading for one of MA students for the afternoon. Of COURSE I did. But it involved missing Voice and Acting- but wasn't doing anything myself in Acting, I'd be watching other projects. Seb asked all this and seemed to think it would be ( Read more... )

Friday was better. Marginally. Made friends with lovely Scarlett and Maureen- at least, I felt like I had a genuine connection for the first time, you know? There's a difference between smiling through small talk and having an actual conversation. The party too was nice cause I met up with both my buddies, who were so enthusiastic and lovely- met ( Read more... )

Madness. I, me myself, Ailsa Joy (as I am now known on official drama school forms) am starting at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art tomorrow. Am sitting in my flat with its big window overlooking the big road, pouring with rain (I went for a big shop at Sainsburys, moment I step outside it starts to bucket down, and I have a 20 minute walk without ( Read more... )

After spending an hour or so tippexing 3 over 5 on 250 business cards- my Dad notices that various forms concerning my flat have different postcodes. And do the business cards have the correct postcode on? No! Don't be ridiculous! So have gone back to the website to redesign cards **mashes head on table and beats fists hysterically ( Read more... )

Eee, exciting stuff. We might be going up to see the flat before I actually have to, you know, move my shit into it. And v excited at prospect of meeting up with loads of people- Mark who I met doing the White Darkness thing last year, a very old ex-boyfriend, not to mention lovely
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Awwwwww yeeeeeeah.

Beginning of this week was so shitty, but now my Dad's gone off for 5 days to his Conway Club do, things have improved immeasurably. And I've actually been v industrious. Been packing for RADA and, being rather appropriate preparation for drama school, next few weeks I'm seeing loads of plays across the country- including 3 in one ( Read more... )

Yeah, I know you all think you're with the greatest partner ever but no, you're wrong. My man wins. No argument, he is best.
Been up at his house since Saturday. Oh my God, madness. Seems like forever ago but as a result of my 6 day/5 night stop over, I have been party to the whole salvation process of the new play.

OMG DRAMAZ.
Rundown of last few ( Read more... )