So I was searching for stuff to actually do over summer because i'mma have 14 weeks with not much to do.
Then i saw a thing for a summer school in London, and I applied. And I gots it!
I'm going to be an Arts Activity Leader (Drama, Art, Music) at a centre in central London - and I get accomodation! A whole summer in London How amazing is that gonna be?
Also, they asked me to interview for a Management position - which is scary. They've asked me to interview for Welfare and Accomod
So I quit my job this afternoon and I feel great about it. I wasn't really all that happy with teaching stuff that sort of got treated like a 'spare part' in their education and some classes were just badly behaved.
But! I had an interview on Friday and I got a new job as a Supply across different years:
Drama Instructor (Year 7-Year 13) Cover Supervisor (Year 1-Year 13) SEN Teaching Assistant (Year 7-Year 13)
Its better paid, it's in my home town. After 10 days I get a extra days p
Warning: Totally depressing post here. I'm actually okay, just needed to put this somewhere because if I didn't I'd scream. Merry Christmas Everyone!
My mother is officially pure evil. I know i've had my problems with her over the years, but this morning has really taken the cake. She's had a cough for a few weeks, but she's got friends round at the moment.
She's telling her how she was on an oxygen mask, went into hospital for a week, hasn't been able to move off the sofa and ha
So hey! I thought it'd be a good idea to write a post here, which i'm going to try to do every month from now on, just so that I feel a bit more motivated to do stuff lol
So first, I started a new job in September which I actually forgot to blog about lol I'm an elementary school cover teacher, 3 days a week I cover all the years from Year 1-6, and I spend a morning or afternoon with them when their class teachers are doing their lesson plans and marking etc. Giving teachers 3 hours to p
So after a pretty disastrous September, October has started out really well!
Launched our own company, with which we have three projects under our radar which I thought i'd blog about
PROJECT ONE: The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo, July 2016.
I'm casting for a new 50 minute version of the above novel with a multiroling cast. It's going to be great fun and a wonderful production. I'm in the directors chair for this one and it's partially devised, so it will be nice getting b
So an update. The company I was working for decided to let me go with no notice - which sucked. Their reasons were that I was defaming the company at every opportunity with my cast. Which was 100% inaccurate, I never called on the company at any point in the process. I stated quite openly that the production was unsupported and in the private conversations on how to handle this with my assistant I was quite harsh - but I never publically showed my frustrations. That would be incredibly unprofess
Hi Everyone So i haven't updated this in a while so I thought I would.
Life is going very well - I'm about to finish my Masters, just achieved an Associate Fellowship of a national teaching organisation (and have been asked to apply for full fellowship) and i'm sort of seeing a nguy - not sure what will happen with him, but we shall see. Keep you posted
But that's not the purpose of this blog. So I am currently volunteering as a director for a local theatre company and I wanted some ad
So I teach in a Middle School, one day a week. Been working there since september with the same group of kids.
One of the boys I work with, lets call him Jack. He's very socially awkward and a bit of an outcast from the rest of the group.
He reminds me ALOT of me at that age (12).
He came up to me at the end of the lesson today and asked if we could speak privately about something personal he's going through and me being the good Samaritan that I am said sure let's go in the staff o
So a little update, and a freak out
The thought of moving home freaks me out, on many many levels.
But I look forward to it at the same time, it’s really weird.
Let me give some context.
So about a month ago, I booked a trip to go and see mikie again, because I had the money from my student grant, plus I’d earnt a lot at work to afford the trip. So all is good.
However, I hadn’t told my mother yet. As many of you have heard, my mum can be a bit of a nightmare. She has a lot
This is a blog mainly aimed at those of you that have considered, are doing or have done postgraduate/doctoral study.
I'm at that point now where i've pretty much decided I want to become an academic in the field of theatre.
I have a rough topic for my postgrad study and a rough idea of where I want go with it.
But thats what scares me.
Everything is rough. I dont know for certain.
For example, I emailed the research department about 3 weeks ago and its mak
So i wanted to get some help from you guys. Or even just advice.
I'm having a few problems around the house and in my life that I don't really know how to deal with. I've spoken with my bf about these things and I just wanted some other ears.
firstly. My mum. She is... unique. Just she seems to be under the impression that i'm not gay. For example, i bought this beautiful scarf in Camden the other week and its probably my favourite thing i've ever owned. And today she turns around to me
So I got some good news today
I've been commissioned to create a short piece for a performance festival in February I'm beyond excited.
Only problem is xD I need to actually write the show in two weeks. so i can do a scratch performance before christmas lol
I'm screwed. LOL
The title of the blog is because of my two shows coming up
Unfinished explores what we see and what we don't see in our every day lives. It is a non walking promenade game (promenade is walking theatre)
So I havent updated my blog in like ever.
I spent my summer teaching arts and crafts at a summer camp in northern michigan It was a great experience and I learnt alot of responsibility and leadership skills.
After that I spent what can be described as some of the best weeks of my life so far Went to New York, Detroit, Philadelphia, Cedar Point Had so many great memories ^^
He's hopefully coming here in March to come see me and meet my family
I had such a great summer where I
I'm actually coming to the States. It just hit xD
7.30 tuesday morning
Its actually happening.
I cannot wait
9 weeks work, 2 weeks travelling with the bf and meeting people, 2 weeks with just the bf
*moment of excitement still going, but over for this blog*
So I haven’t updated my life in ever. So here I am J
I broke up with Ben, it just wasn’t working for me. A big step for me really.
But then a few months down the line, I realise something.
There was someone I’ve liked all along. Back when he was having issues, I was there to comfort him and well, I guess you could say I tried to deny my feelings.
Well that didn’t work. Thanks to alot of matchmaking from Jammi and Nephy giving me the actual man balls to do it. I asked him out in October.
What a month.
So, i started using a dating website. And it worked
There was one guy, but he was just after fun so i was like 'thanks but no thanks'.
Then there was Gary. He turned out to be a douche. He is from my town but still a total douche.
But then at the end of last week, I started talking to a new guy. He seemed pretty nice and kept complimenting me. His name was Ben.
So i responded and then we added each other on skype.
When i added him we sat there and spoke for
Well, I haven't written any thing like a personal blog in a long time and I'm highly due to.
My life has changed so much over the process of the last month or two.
At university, i've gone from a C grade student to A's across the board and looking at an average of a B+ for this year, which is amazing My grades has drastically improved and i'm finding myself even speaking in clearer more educated language. This is what university is for.
I still am shy though. That crippling self loa
Now, i'm not dead (as some people have been led to believe ). I'm in fact very much alive.
More alive than I ever have been. Ever since the meeting in August, i've been feeling more... appreciative of myself. I have a horrible fear of embarassment and I realised that I could be myself. Then university came along and i found out not everyone is out to spite or hate me. Some people are genuinely there to care and be a friend. Before coming to uni, i never really had any tr
Well its been a while since i visited here.
Thought i would update everyone simply because everyone else is doing it.
Took A Levels in the summer and passed with three 3 C's which was excellent for me considering i pretty much screwed up my english and theatre exams (2 D's). I love coursework. Its my saviour
Moved to university last week. I was admitedly terrified. I didn't want to go but I had to force myself. But now i'm here. So much has changed in my life. For example, when my
I havent written in here for a long time but i think i need to.
You probably think i'm a moany little whinger and should grow some balls but bleh.
Three things to rant about today
Firstly, Jason. I dont know... I should explain...
About 9 months ago i met his old sixth form friends and lets say we had a large argument (me and his friends) and they started insulting my disability. I got very annoyed.
And he's meeting them tommorow for the first time in a long whi
Well... today was f**king brilliant. just bloody brilliant.
We started off both on our buses texting each other, really excited. We talked LOADS. then we had to find each other in the bus station and yeah that was difficult. So we found each other and obviously started talking. It was good, we did a few of his errands and such and just were friends.
We got back to his place and got comfy, he was sitting on the chair opposite me, i was sitting on the bed. We started talking and we
i .. i dont know what it is..
i feel like i could cry.. i feel like i could scream... and yet... i'm overly happy and way too happy clappy and happy with someone..
Is this what real depression feels like? To feel like you have barely anything to believe in..
I shouldnt be saying it because i know people will just say "dont talk like that.. youre just being depressing"..
but i just dont know... theres something wrong... something wrong with me... and i cant figure out what it is..
Right.. it was the other day.
I got up early so i could be nice to my mum for one day. Just one day wasnt going to hurt was it?
So i got up , i made her a cup of tea and got a chocolate eclair out the fridge for her ready for when she gets back from the weekly shop.
So she gets home and i give her a hug ( i was feeling good ) and a peck on the cheek and she seems quite happy. She walks into the room and sees the tea and smiles lightly.. i offered to bring the shopping in. Good
Well..i've been asked to explain it all so i am going to.
I will start with the less case scenario and build up
CASE 1 - My Dad
Raised in a care home from the age of 5. both parents died when he was five. he has worked all his life for everything and is a brilliant dad to me. i love him pieces. he is a very funny man and nothing else than honest. However , i cant tell him things. if i tell him stuff , he just goes ahead and tells mum. Thats why i dont trust him anymore , i never wan