And as the curtain falls...

'The girls are young. Some are younger than the others, it worries me, it does. I'm not thick. You lot think that we're thick. We're not thick. Well, I'm not thick...Got to be 18 to get in. Well, I turn I blind eye. We all live by rules, but we all turn blind eyes. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or...Still at school some of them. They come down Friday, Saturday with the money they've saved up all week working part-time at the supermarket. Well, what else is there? They come down with their made-up faces floating on a cloud of Esteé Lauder, wearing Impulse and footless tights. A flash of school girl knicker dreams, flesh of sunburnt leg. Hairless leg. Shapely, untouched by human hand leg. I sweat a lot. Wouldn't you? I mean, two drinks and those legs are open to any particular denizen of the night with car keys and an Aramis splashed face, maybe even Old Spice. Drunken, silly, free, giddy girls wanting to be women, done too soon. The cruel, vulnerable world the morning after, or the month after if the curse has taken it's spell. I want to hold them, touch them, squeeze them, make them safe. Smell like Pomander, a lingering smell; pure and dirty, innocent and vulgar. It all withers, washes away. 18 going on 35 because they think they've got to....because they're forced to...oh I don't know...'

Bouncers was, to say the least, an amazing success. The cast and crew I worked with throughout the project were all complete stars. 13 weeks of rehearsals was quite a process; arduous but completely worthwhile. We've all had so much fun and banter since we started, and I can't begin to thank everyone who I worked with for being so stellar since. And of course, a thousand thanks to all those who could come and see it and support both Bouncers and Shakers.

It's been a hell of a time.

As for what's next this year...

Well, there's Oh! What A Lovely War! in just under two weeks...

...Playing The Victim in March...

...then Sweeney Todd in April...

...and of course Chorus Of Disapproval in September (If I get cast that is...)

And who knows, maybe 'Anchorman the stage play' might come to fruition after all...

Thanks a billion :)

PS: SPLOOGE!!

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...indeedy

Haha! See! Told you I'd be back! You miss me? No, of course you didn't. I'll stop being silly. It's only been OVER A MONTH D:

Wow, so much for starting a habit of blog writing, right? Pah.

So. University life. As I mentioned last time, this semester will indeed be packed. And, it is certainly beginning to pack. Essays due in a month. Performances upcoming. Auditions for next year's TA performances. Roles in 2 Drama Society plays. Busy indeed. But, there is a severe problem there. I don't seem to be doing any of it. Well, some of it. But, honestly, not enough to really qualify being 'busy' as such. It's not as if I haven't read scripts or missed Drama Society rehearsals, no, that's all totally on track and brilliant. But the stuff where it should count, like the essays, the reading, referencing etc, just does not seem to be happening. Am I broken? Am I that bad a student that I've fought all this way to get this far to sit here and not do it? I know I'm not helping myself by not doing anything about it, but even when I do buckle down and get on with work, at the end of the day I always feel as though I've achieved sweet FA. FUCKSAKE.

I haven't been sleeping at all well recently, either. Cannot seem to pinpoint the reason behind that. Bah.

I think I need an adventure. That must be it. I haven't had an adventure for such a long time. I know I'm a university student and that the 'done thing' is to get wasted at any convenient time or to party hard and all that malarkey. That really can't be done this year. Not right now anyway; budget constraints, bills, arsehole neighbours (they whinge about laughter and such. It seems they are just complaining for the sake of complaining. Cunts)

Aside from all that, all is going hunky-dory. House is great, Uni is great, friends and housemates are great. Everything's great.

Still, I sit here typing thinking; blimey, hasn't 2010 gone quickly? It seems only last week that it was January 1st. It's been a bit of a slog of a year indeedy, but I don't regret a single second of it. Not one.

So, it's Christmas soon. So you shouldn't be reading this; you should be out there spending lavish amounts of money that you can't afford for people you love. Oh, and me of course. Just get me a scarf. I do love scarves. Still, Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without the presents, really would it? Admittedly, I am way past the caring about getting presents thing. Not that I object to it. Even if it is a bore watching baby brothers/ cousins tear open present after present ungraciously. But for me Christmas is about the people, the turkey, the warmth and the telly. I have a few musts for Christmas this year; 1) Must be hungover Christmas day (never have been, for shame!) 2) Must be at my Nan Ed's Boxing Day for Bubble and Squeak (it is SO darn tasty) 3) Must watch Doctor Who and Eastenders. Standard then, really. And it's all only 34 days away at the time of writing. That'll be the end of ANOTHER semester already. Fuck, where does the time go? That means that me and all my 2nd year pals at St Mary's will be half way through our degrees. Shit son.

Oh, and did anyone see the HD remaster of Back To The Future in October? No- shame on you. Yes- brilliant, you're a star. Best film trilogy ever.

So, thanks for reading (if you did) and I will leave you with this...

'DOC! Are you telling me it's 8.25?!'
'Precisely!'
'Damn...I'M LATE FOR SCHOOL!!'

Genius.



Night!
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Back from the dead...

Well, not 'the dead' as such. Just busy nothings.

Right. So. Yes. I'm back. I think. At least I think I am.

I realise that this is my first post in quite while, and it's also the first post outside of the '30 day' thing. I'll be updating this just as infrequently as the last one, so don't hold your breath, people, or you'll die of suffocation.

So, I suppose I'd better fill you in on all the crap I've been doing since I last posted.

Well, I'm all moved back to Twickenham now, living in a house about 25 minutes away from the Uni (I realise that if you have no idea where the Uni is, you'll have no idea how far away my house is, but I thought I'd give you a bit of context anyway) and am living with 3 of my mates, Woosie, Martin and Greg. Legends in their own right. Even if Woosie's room is a complete tip (sorry mate, lol) Loving it, though. It's fantastic. Except for the bit where we have to pay bills or rent. That bit's shit. Cooking for ourselves is great fun, too. I know the typical perception of student cuisine is 'beans on toast' or 'microwave noodles' or the timeless 'takeaway' but so far, we've been pretty darn nifty in the kitchen. Spaghetti bolognese, fish fingers and mash, steak dinners, carbonara or even just a baked potato; I think we've done pretty good. Who needs the ref, eh? ;D

Year 2 Drama is shaping up nicely. Some of the classes have been very physically challenging thus far (I'm looking at you, Paul Woodward) and I'm completely loving it. We've 'performed' the Othello Rap with Patsy, and watched Etré et Avoir in Mark's classes. So far so good. It all looks very daunting from this side of Christmas, but I'm sure it will be a brilliant semester, even if it might be a bit of a slog. But hey, you can't make an omelette without breaking some eggs, right?

Reading! So much reading to do! Like, seriously. Mahoosive amounts. Didn't quite manage to read everything off the summer reading list, but I managed to read a few of the main ones off. My bookshelf is very full this year. And they all relate to my course, too. Except the Doctor Who or Jeremy Clarkson ones. They're just to nurture my inner geek :D

I can say enough how brilliant it is to back and busy again. Even if I do miss a 4-month summer, waking up at stupid-o-clock and just chilling back at festivals or down a pub, It's good to have a sense of direction again. Totally didn't have one over the summer. Well, very little of one.

Oh, and I've finally buckled; I got an iPhone 4. Yes, it's hypocritical and it's ironic. I do have my gripe with Apple, and definitely still have it, but, for me the iPhone was the lesser of 3 evils. My decisions was between either an iPhone, a HTC or a Blackberry. Blackberry; too fiddly for my liking. HTC; good, wide support and functionality, but found that unless I fancied paying about £50 pm, I wasn't going to get a properly decent handset and the touchscreen is sometimes sluggish and some were no where near as precise as the iPhone's. iPhone, however, unless jailbroken, is grabbed by the nuts constantly by Apple. Their DRM policies are ridiculous. Ringtones are stupidly difficult to set. iAd is the worst thing to come out of Apple since the Magic Mouse. And there's the supposed aerial trouble: unfortunately, my handset isn't affected by it. Aww shucks, I was looking forward to complaining to Apple about that. Ah well. All in all, these are a few prices to pay for such a functional, solid, high quality device. Even if I have sold out my morals a bit, lol. So there.

So, there you are, people. That's what's been happening in a nutshell. Sorry if you thought it was drab or bored you. If you do, I advise you to kindly fuck off.

Cheers then!

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Day Twenty-Eight: What if you got someone pregnant, what would you do?

Why hello there people of the internettings! As promised I am back. Sorry. It's been quite a while hasn't it? Hmmmm. Yes. Far too long for even my liking. So, right. Here we are. My (second) triumphant return. And what a question to start with, eh?

Hmm. Well, it depends on the circumstances. I mean, if it was to happen tomorrow, I'd obviously have to make quite a hasty decision. But in the situation I am in now, if I did become a father at this point, it would be so so hard to juggle that as well as Uni life. Hmm. See, the rationality inside me says 'get rid of it', but the emotional part of me says 'keep it'. I mean, sure I'd want to keep it, but it's just really not logical, feasible or rational for me right now. And I wouldn't want the little bugger to grow up with a single parent; I'd want to be there for the kid and the mother. So. Yeah. That's what would happen.

So, I guess I'd better make excuses as to why I haven't posted on this in the last month or so. Basically, it boils down to; I just couldn't be arsed. Sounds bad, I know, but that's more or less what it boils down to. Stuff going on. People to see. Books to read. Films to watch. Games to play. Y'know. Usual gubbins.

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Day Twenty-Seven: What’s the best thing going for you right now?

Well, me, really. :D

I guess I've got a lot going for me right now. My amazing friends, my fantastic family, the fact that I have another realistically cushy 2 years of Uni ahead of me, moving into a new house for Uni soon and just....me. I mean, sure there could be a lot more going for me right now, but as it stands it's all quite good. But it's not to say that things won't develop any time soon is it? :)

Who knows? I could run into a fortune next week. Or find the love of my life tomorrow. Or change someone's life right now. You never know...

Just take a look back through this blog to find it all out :)

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Day Twenty-Six: Have you ever thought about giving up on life?

Um. Not going to lie. No. Simple as.

I've often been in self-destruct mode in places. Y'know, just saying fuck it, drinking too much, smoking too much and doing stupid shit, but never wanted to take my own life. The way I see it is that it's the easy option in a way. Sure, it must take a lot of pressure and stress to want to take your own life, but surely nothing in all of reality can ever really be that bad? I mean, yeah, sure, people who have done it must've thought it was the only option at the time, but the way I see it is that if you fight through it you'll come out the other end with just as a strong a resolve.

Sorry if that sounds insensitive to you, but that's just the way I see it.

Okay, I know I said yesterday that today's post was going to be better, and it's not that great is it, really?

Um....sorry...

Might add a bit to this later, but for the mean time, this will have to suffice.

:D

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Day Twenty-Five: The reason you believe you are still alive today

Um....seriously? That's today's question?

Really?

Well, gah, um....well, I suppose because I haven't killed myself or been killed by someone (yet). I've eaten the right amount of nutrients to support my body from dying. I've breathed enough oxygen in to sustain a reasonable heart rate to keep my muscles alive and organs functioning. Nothing out of the ordinary, really.

Oh and. And. I'm not stupid enough to die from a drug/ alcohol induced comatose. No, siree. I'm smart like that. Apparently.

Well, this is a short post, isn't it?
Here's another humorous picture for you to revel in. Enjoy!

Tomorrow's will be better. Promise :)

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