Unconditional

Hello, chooks.

I have been a VERY busy man.

No jokes, babe.

Let's start with last week, the last week of this half term.

WEDNESDAY:

Firstly, in the morning, we had the world's oddest Drama lesson, where we were made to dance around the room to Maori music for an hour. And then, I stayed at school for hours upon hours making more fake wound.







And then went to see Death of a Salesman. And yes, I did study that for GCSE. And yes, it did bring back some nasty Year 10 memories, mainly constructed of me sitting in an exam hall, having no idea what to write. The play was ok, and the set was AMAZING. The coach journeys avec ol' Rozza were the best bits though. RAWK OHHHN.

THURSDAY:

Drama again was weird, with many a constipated singing. It's best not to ask. More playing with paint for the old fakeys, and then I went to see Carmen. Which was (I'm sorry, Marios) BLOODY HILARIOUS. Seriously, dude, where did you get the leggings? Carmen was ... great. And again, the set was freakin' FAB. Well, the backdrop anyway.

FRIDAY:

I went to see "'Tis A Pity She's A Whore" again. Yeh, I know. It was EVEN BETTER this time. And Keira Knightly was in the audience. As was Twiggy's husband, and Janine Duvitski. Yay. God, I love that play. Then I stayed at my aunt's in Londinium.

SATURDAY:

No idea. Arting, I think.

SUNDAY:

Film watching extraordinaire. And Arting.

MONDAY:

Back to school (yes, I know. in HALF TERM. I am a proper geek) for set painting, then shopping with the old Krismeister. Who knew that Primark was so cool? It's GREAT. I now have warm jumpers AND money to waste. I mean save. Yeh, whatever.

TUESDAY:

More set painting at school, avec Rozza and Krease, this time. And then I watched Big Fish which is SO good, and I will have to marry it. I will. Everyone should watch it. Definitely.

WEDNESDAY:

More set painting. Duh. It is nearly finished, and looks shite, to be honest. But that's life, innit. Indeed, indeed. And today, and LONG BLOODY LAST, I did my Mr. Clatworthy King Lear Reasonings and Shit essay, which is LONG over due, because I am a lazy git.

That is life for you.

Fuck me, I'm tired.

And should go back to regular bloggerifying.

And oh God, Dad is cooking again.

Sigh.

BY THE WAY:

DO NOT FORGET PARTY ON FRIDAY, AT FATI'S. HALLOWEEN COSTUMES PLEASE. ALCOHOL PLEASE. YOUR MUM PLEASE.