runawayskellum: Toph, Sokka and Aang on a crime spree (Default)
2015-01-01 11:53 am
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Long time no see

2015! Hello!

2014 wasn't the terrible ordeal for me that it seems to have been for a lot of people. I took a year-long class I adored at a Proper Fancy Drama School, made a small amount of actual money doing actual theatre things, and then spent three months being driven across the United States, sleeping in tents and having encounters with wild animals. We saw herds of wild bison at Yellowstone, a family of wild moose in Glacier National Park, baby bears in Sequoia (and a few other places!) and, traumatically, tarantulas.  During TARANTULA MATING SEASON. When our tent zip was malfunctioning and wouldn't zip properly. 

Of course now it's 2015, I'm unemployed and back in Scotland and about to move flats.  We'll be living in the Mean Streets of Glasgow, something I am very excited about since we will no longer have stupidly long commutes into work and/or to see shows, or both, since L continues to get free tickets to the students' performances from her work. 
runawayskellum: Toph, Sokka and Aang on a crime spree (Default)
2013-12-23 11:12 am
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Hello Dreamwidth! It's been a while since I posted, and I thought I would update.

I started a blog over at wordpress.  I've been writing about my decision to go to drama school - or, at least, my decision to try to get into drama school - but sometimes I get distracted and write about how Theresa May is ruining my life.  I've been going to a weekly class at the Conservatoire and auditioning for things and going to see shows and ~networking~, it all feels grown up and a little unreal.

I also got a new job, also at the Conservatoire, so I'll have fun being there six days a week for the next year.  I had to sit  a written test to display my minute taking skills and I negotiated with HR over my salary.  Then I got a part in a play (profit sharing! That's almost like getting paid!) and turned 26.

I went to a reunion for the drama group I went to as a teenager.  It was pretty surreal.  I don't know whether I'm more weirded out by the people with successful acting and production jobs or by the people with babies and medical degrees and commercial pilot licenses.  We sat around singing three-part harmonies (me with my eyes screwed up because harmonising is the hardest thing in the world to me, urgh) and slowly working our way through songs from the shows we'd done together until there were just a few of us left, the oldies, singing mangled Gaelic hymns.

runawayskellum: Frodo Baggins looking wide-eyed and creepy (FRODOFACE)
2013-01-03 09:55 pm

I'm only meant to be doing the lights!

So, in my attempts to become someone who actually acts like a human being sometimes (instead of sitting up until 5am reading whatshouldwecallme and Sex Diaries, I did my bank-related chores and turned up to Amadeus rehearsals half an hour early to prepare.

I sat in the cafe of the Arts Centre we were rehearsing in, ordered an apple juice (because I am a grown-up) and made notes. When nobody had turned up five minutes before we were set to begin, I started to wonder what was going on.

ME: Hi, have the Amadeus cast gone through to the studio already?
RECEPTION LADY: Amadeus cast? Not that I know - we actually don't have anyone booked in the studio at all today...
ME: *heart stops*

The problem is, this happens to me. Frequently. Like the time I brought L to see a friend's production of The Hired Man a week before it went up. Or the time *cough*last Sunday*cough* I mistook 'rehearsals run until half four' with 'rehearsals start at half four. I started having palpitations about the possibility of having to run to the closest useful bus stop (15 minutes away) to our other rehearsal venue, all the while babbling to the director --

-- when she stepped through the front door. THANK GOODNESS.
runawayskellum: Benjamin Sisko happy with a baseball (no YOU the man!)
2013-01-01 11:32 pm

2012 In Review!

2012 has been a really mixed bag. The first half was great; the second was pretty awful, picking up a little at the end. (OH YES A JOB THAT'S RIGHT.)

I did quite a few things I'd never done before. I got a bucket of water poured over my head, swam in the North Sea at night, swam in the North Sea at dawn, did a sponsored swim, hit a softball, drove a sitting lawn mower, rode in the back of a pick-up truck, went to a Blues night, used a chainsaw, went fishing, played golf, saw a bald eagle, snuck into 1st class train compartment, re-furnished my house.

I turned 25. My girlfriend moved in with me - I mean, we met by being housemates, we've lived together as long as we've known one another. But this is my honest-to-goodness house that I own and we're the only two people who live in it. We have a study and a guest room. I love it. I thought I loved living with housemates, but I think I might like this even better.

I visited Spain, Poland, and the USA. I also went to Cambridge, which I'd never done before! I mad a real effort at university - if I'd worked a bit harder in third year I might have been able to swing a First, but I'm pretty happy with my 2:1, and the effort I put in in fourth year.

The visa stuff is still terrifying. I hate having my future so totally out of my own hands.

I miss St Andrews in a big way. It's just so pretty, and I miss being able to just walk down the road to the sea, or to some ruins or a museum. I miss having essay crises, and I miss being in five shows at once. I miss being the only people poor enough not to leave during the holidays, and L and I having the whole town to ourselves. And of course, living in such a tiny place forces you to make such strong bonds with people from all over the world - and now they're back all over the world. It's nice having people to stay on the odd weekend but not really the same.

This is the first year since L and I met that neither of us suffered a family bereavement. That was nice.

I basically loved every single single place we visited with the pooooooossible exception of Warsaw, but that could be because we only spent two days there. Madrid - awesome. Chicago - incredible. Krakow - stunning. Caseres, Cordoba, Lodz, L's Hometown - I want to visit all of them again. We won't be able to leave the UK for six months once the visa app is in, but hopefully we'll visit more of the UK - I've never actually been to Wales or Ireland at all, and I don't know the Highlands or Islands well at all. And there's always England.

So lots of achievements and lots of growing up. Here's to everyone having a great 2013!
runawayskellum: Toph, Sokka and Aang on a crime spree (Default)
2012-12-28 02:26 am
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pardon your assassin, Mozart!

I'm writing up a new copy of the book for Amadeus (so that there's actually a separate one, rather than all the blocking, the lighting and the sound cues all jumbled into the same script) and I've consistently been writing 'exists' instead of 'exits'. So, lots of 'Salieri exists upright,' etc. It eventually starts to sound a little defensive. Mozart exists, dammit! Stop trying to get him to leave the stage!

Sleep patterns are utterly destroyed. I also think I have shamed my grandad with my inability to drink hard liquor from before noon onwards, even on Christmas.
runawayskellum: zombie!Roger from Dawn of the Dead (swine flu)
2012-12-20 07:40 pm
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Wow. What a crashingly horrible six months. The quickest summary I can come up with would be as follows: I have NOT moved to London, I have NOT found a proper grown-up job (or any job at all), and we are NOT going to manage to secure L a visa. I wasn't expecting things to be easy in this economy, but Jesus.

The end result has been me sort of flailing about moronically, and somehow managing to get next to nothing achieved since graduating.

It also makes it really, really difficult to make any kind of concrete plans. To be honest, my intention on moving back to Hometown was this: get a shitty part-time job and do a bunch of volunteering, interning and classes in the meantime. But that was when the financial requirement for the partner of someone applying to stay in the country was £13,500. Now it's significantly more.

As a result I feel guilty if I'm doing anything other than filling out job applications, and I haven't liked to commit myself to too much unpaid work, because oh my god my partner is going to be forced out of her job and kicked out of the country because of me.

It's hard, and it makes it genuinely difficult to do anything. I've finally decided to apply for a couple of volunteering jobs, and also an internship, because if I'm not qualified for a job at The Money Shop then I'm not going to get more qualified for it sitting here having a panic attack.
runawayskellum: Frodo Baggins looking wide-eyed and creepy (FRODOFACE)
2012-03-08 03:41 pm

i have gone there three times a week for the past 15 years

So I'm making a film* for the 60 Hour Film Blitz.

Ten minutes ago, I just got footage of our Association President applauding the university's commitment to equality, as shown by their decision to allow dinosaurs to matriculate.

*When I say 'film', well, the rules say it can't be any longer than three minutes. And we're supplied with dinky little cameras just a tiny bit bigger than cameraphones. And I've never done anything like this before omg. Mostly I'm enjoying the opportunity to interview people about dinosaurs at university. Diplodocus in social anthropology! T-Rex in IR! Triceratops in english lit!
runawayskellum: Toph, Sokka and Aang on a crime spree (LOL CRIME)
2012-02-16 03:50 pm
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Love Equally March

So I spent Valentine's Day on the Love Equally march in Edinburgh, which was lovely and positive and made me feel very good about my tiny little country and its priorities. We got civil partnership before the rest of the UK, and now the Scottish Executive is basically just looking for approval to let everyone choose between marriage and civil partnership regardless of gender (and that's without even mentioning letting transgendered people transition without affecting their marital status).

Also, a brilliant side-effect of having a massive leftie as this years' University President is all the free transport to marches and demonstrations. I feel like a very productive citizen. :D
runawayskellum: Frodo Baggins looking wide-eyed and creepy (FRODOFACE)
2012-02-09 10:22 am

Already Paying Off

So I plucked up my courage and went to my exam review session and it was TOTALLY worth it. Since I don't know whether I'll have the opportunity to attend review sessions for my very last exams in May I'm also going to count this as my first success in my 101 Things list. \o/

My only taught class last semester was Gender and Terrorism, and the one-on-one review sessions were yesterday. After umming and ahhing about it for a while, I plucked up my courage and went in, to be greeted with this conversation:

PROF: So someone, at the end of their exam script, wrote me a little note saying 'sorry this is so bad, but I really enjoyed the class'...
PROF: ... which is strange because that person got the highest exam result in the whole class.


Now obviously this isn't the greatest news in the world; my essay marks were good-but-not-great and dragged the overall mark down a bit. BUT STILL. There were some scarily clever and well-read people in that class; every tutorial was like in Mona Lisa Smile or something, with people putting up their hands and saying 'ah well yes but in V. Spike Peterson's 1993 response to Pape's rational-suicide-tactics thesis with particular emphasis to the blah blah blah'.

She also asked if I was going into academia and told me that I should. And then she recommended me some books and told me I was welcome to sit into her critical approaches to counter-terrorism class.

runawayskellum: Animated icon of Toph punching Aang (he does have a heart)
2012-02-05 03:15 pm

Day Zero Project

In my current near-panic about leaving university and becoming a real person and being frightened of either not accomplishing or somehow actually forgetting some of the tasks I need to do in order to be at least a qualified success in this, I stumbled across the Day Zero Project. It's basically a big to-do list: set 101 goals to be done in 1001 days.

At first I considered cutting it down somehow and making it graduating-specific, but then I decided just to go for it. It turns out that only 33 of my goals are actually for before finishing university, and a lot of them are nice ones designed to make me appreciate all my wonderful friends and my beautiful girlfriend and all the really cool stuff you get to do when you're at uni. It surprised me how many of them were for the immediate aftermath of, with luck, obtaining a place to stay and a way to make money. Apparently I'm quite concerned with starting Adult Life with the right foot forward. (Another concern is to stop being such a total lurker.)

So I'm going to post my list here, dated for when it's meant to run out. (This idea I stole from [personal profile] kerrypolka, who I hope doesn't mind!)

It's funny, isn't it, how writing thoughtful/extensive to-do lists feels so much like actually achieving things?
runawayskellum: Penelope Garcia looking pissed (HEY)
2011-09-10 10:08 am

brideshead regurgitated

So I genuinely hate my university. I don't hate the town, and I don't hate studying or whatever, but as an institution? Urgh.

Yesterday they made the decision to charge Rest-Of-UK students (ie, non-Scottish Brits) the full £9,000. That's right, they've jumped from £1820 to LITERALLY NINE THOUSAND. For four-year courses. At one of the most expensive towns in the country outside London. L and I plan on moving to London after university, and we are not at all shocked by the price of rent there because that's what we're already paying.

I'm Scottish and I'm graduating at the end of the year anyway, but it just makes me feel really embarrassed to be at this university. Which I should be used to! I wish I could write up some massive WARNING: DO NOT GO TO ST ANDREWS pamphlet and distribute it amongst school-leavers. The people are lovely and the theatre scene is brilliant but it's actively elitest and ridiculously money-grabbing. They have no idea how to deal with students in unusual circumstances and I honestly think their attempts at 'accessibility' border on breaking the law. (There is one hall of residence that's fully wheelchair accessible. It is one of the most expensive. It's also self-catered.)

In terms of teaching? Your average contact hours at honours level, for arts subjects, are about FOUR HOURS A WEEK. This summer they literally shut down the library and two of the computer labs - they still aren't open - who knows what the grad students whose dissertations were due LAST WEEK have been doing. Of course, for my dissertation I'll probably be getting most of my books in Edinburgh, since none of the ones I search for on the database are even owned by our university.

I just can't stand this place sometimes. At least I only have one year left. And thank goodness a St Andrews year only works out to about 22 weeks, thanks to our five-month summer holiday.
runawayskellum: Benjamin Sisko happy with a baseball (no YOU the man!)
2011-09-09 01:30 pm

now back to the good part

The Fringe was INCREDIBLE. I've been back for over a week and getting used to living like a normal human being again, but wow, going was one of the best decisions of my university career.

Amazing things that happened:

*Being mentioned, by name, in several reviews!
*These mentions were really really positive!
*A venue pass = free shows. Every single day. *____*

Our company had three shows, one with a considerable band. All twenty four of us lived in one four-bed flat in the Grassmarket, taking turns at the Actual Beds (every third night or so, usually) and establishing inviolable rules for the Toilet Queue. On the second day the washing machine broke, and continued breaking down with alarming regularity, so we had a lot of rules about Febreeze, too. People established their own little corners of floor and there were always people over to stay. It was like a giant month-long indoor camping trip.

The most exciting thing, hands down, was just how much theatre there was. And how excited everyone was about it! Everyone was going to see everything they possibly could: straight-up theatre, musicals, puppetry, dance, operas, experimental stuff, kids' shows, sketches, impro shows, a cappella... people were doing shows in pubs, in lecture halls, in warehouses under bridges.

Godspell was in a tiny little basement of some university building: a 'found space', so called because quite literally there had been a fire and they found this free space and never quite figured out what to do with it. It was dusty and too warm and there were little bits of melted metal still all over the wall and floor. We pulled out the plastic chairs and put in a couple of sofas and a bunch of cushions and had people sit around like that. Our 'set' was random junk we'd picked up from a tip: fridges, road signs, tyres (at the end of the show I would crucify Jesus on a broken-down old door).

I also found an incredible company called Action to the Word. They brought Titus Andronicus, Clockwork Orange, and a brilliant new musical called Constance and Sinestra and the Cabinet of Screams. They also apparently do a Shakespeare workshop every month for just a fiver, down in London, which I need need NEED to go to some time. They made me *_____* a ridiculous amount.

But now it's back to the real world, and the growing realisation that I have my undergrad dissertation to sort out oh god DDDDDDDDDDDD:
runawayskellum: Benjamin Sisko happy with a baseball (no YOU the man!)
2011-07-26 11:48 am

what else is in the teaches of peaches?

Oh man. It's been a while.

We started rehearsing for a show - Godspell - last Monday. A week of 10am-10pm rehearsals later and we have the whole thing down, songs, instruments, and dances included. It goes up a week tomorrow, at the Edinburgh Fringe, for almost a month.

If L wasn't spending the summer travelling and having Foreign Adventures, I could easily say that I've never been happier. I get to sing! and act! and even dance! aaaaall day long. The people in my cast are lovely. I spend the snatches of free time I have writing letters and reading and learning Hebrew.

When I'm not going over dances, that is. I'm NOT a natural dancer - but it turns out I enjoy it quite a bit anyway! We have several cast members who are actual dancers, so the non-dancers haven't been put in to that many songs; but of all the songs I have been put into, I haven't had to be culled from any of them! And many people have. So I'm not as completely hopeless as I thought. :D?

It's a slightly strange experience for me in some ways. I did Godspell once before, when I was fifteen and my mum was getting into the last stages of her illness. It led to one of my periodic but brief attempts to become a Good Catholic Girl. This time... the parts that provoked that *___* reaction that had me dipping my toe in Mass again still affect me, but the rest of the show is now quite alienating. (Which works quite well I guess since I'm playing Judas. SO CLOSE TO MY LIFE'S DREAM OF PLAYING JUDAS IN JCSS, SO DAMN CLOSE YOU GUYS.) It reminds me of something L once said: she asked me to come with her to church, since 'at least they talk about God SOME of the time'.

Also, somehow I did not anticipate that playing a dude who betrays someone important to him, in front of a group of his horrified closest friends, would be a little - upsetting.
runawayskellum: Sokka rushing forward with his arm back, screaming 'super secret sneak attack!' (sneak attack!)
2011-04-11 12:33 pm

i should be working

God, I'm exhausted.

So I'm currently in two shows and directing another. Both shows I'm performing in are for a student arts festival which happens next week, and they didn't bother to let me know when I audition that they overlap, which means that next Tuesday I'll be finishing a show and running from one venue to another, changing into a pirate's outfit and getting on stage just in time to sing an Important Plot Duet. I also have an essay and a presentation due that week. About six days later L and I put on our show, and I submit another essay (worth 30% of my overall mark).


One of the shows - the musical - is going super fantastically well, and I'm really excited about it. The other is... it's just been so badly mismanaged, urgh, and the audition was SO COOL and I was really excited. It's being run by a company outside of St Andrews, which means we've had... two rehearsals so far? Since February? The director's not long out of RADA and is full of lots of time-intensive trendy methods that would be fine and cool if we hadn't had about twelve hours of rehearsal, total. They also just seem to have realised that the cast are all university students and therefore have classes to go to... which has lead to they idea of holding late night rehearsals. Rehearsals that begin at 10pm. ALSO - they cast a really good friend of mine as a main character without finding out if she could do/was willing to do an Irish accent, then pulled her to pieces for not being able to jump right into one. >:( >:(

Basically I would drop out of the second show if I could, but I sort of can't. But at the same time, I have no idea how I'm meant to find the time to do everything I need to do for it. And for the show I'm putting on. And for the stuff I need to do for my degree. D: D: D: Basically I've kind of fucked myself over, whoops.
runawayskellum: Sokka rushing forward with his arm back, screaming 'super secret sneak attack!' (sneak attack!)
2011-01-26 07:37 pm

does your science explain how it RAINS?

My university has the most ridiculous exam period IN THE WORLD but, finally, it is all done. Has been for over a week now. And I have been having an awesome week.

Most of this week has been spent in rehearsals. A friend is doing his dissertation on theatre of the oppressed/the distinction between academic and non-academic work/other things that let him devise a show as part of his dissertation. I wish that IR was as cool as that.

We only have a month to get the show together so this week has been 10am-5pm workshops every day. So far things have been a little... well. Artsy is a good word for it, maybe, except that makes it sound not-very-fun when in fact it's been brilliant. We had slow-motion relay races in order to 'understand and feel the mechanics of movements you take for granted'. We played improvisation games to 'open ourselves up to the world of imagination'. We played tag in order to - well, mostly to play tag I think. The writing group for the show sit in the corner and scribble things that come to mind as we work and post it on the communal blog, which we then discuss the next day. It makes me want to run off and join some kind of super-childish artists commune.

Today things got slightly more serious. The 'theme' of the play is environmental politics. The challenge is to create something that isn't preachy OR a disaster movie, which seem to be the two options available for ~environmental messages~. We sat and had a long discussion about environmental racism, diffusion of responsibility, the equating of nature = 'natives' and/or women, etc. We also did a really cool workshop via Skype with a professor at the university of Missouri on the ~rainbow of desire~ - a theatre of the oppressed technique devised specifically for western practitioners.

The professor then told us a bit about her work: she does a lot of 'difficult dialogues' stuff, getting people with opposing views to sit down and have a dialogue with one another. (Being from the west of Scotland, I immediately thought more of anti-sectarian workshops than 'so you believe in science, I believe in the rapture: hey, who's to judge?' scenarios. I have no idea which is more accurate.) Interestingly, apparently the topic with the most resistance - more controversial than all the race and class and religion stuff - is the thought that there might (*gasp*) be a gender imbalance in the field of science and technology.

I've also been exercising! Having been for my asthma review, it turns out that my sudden plunge into wheezy unfit ickishness is probably just due to mould or something environmental that I can't really change (until I move out of here). Until then daily gentle exercise should help ease off the pressure a bit. I already feel better; but then, that could just be the lack of exams and the doing-things-I-love-and-find-engaging-and-challenging-all-day thing. Funny that.

Tonight is Kings Speech with L and her BFF who is visiting from the States! \o/
runawayskellum: Toph, Sokka and Aang on a crime spree (Default)
2010-12-30 09:48 pm

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So after the past few days L and have decided NO MORE CHRISTMAS. Ooft.

But now I'm home, I have the A:TLA PS2 game (which is awesome), and an absolutely delightful Yuletide fic. :DDDD

Arrested Development, Making Time: Maeby Fünke is a busy woman. She has places to go, people to see, and things to do, but she still manages to make time for her loving family - especially when they can jeopardize her entire career with a single sentence. Today, she'll manage.

It's awesome! I am so so happy with it - this is my first Yuletide and I am bowled over. It features Maeby, Gob and Lucille and they are all amazingly in-character and lots of fun. :D
runawayskellum: Penelope Garcia looking pissed (HEY)
2010-12-15 02:06 pm

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... so I got into all the shows I auditioned for.

Which is lovely! And a great ego-boost! (As long as I don't think too hard about how few people probably auditioned...) But what this means is that I'm going to be in four shows in eleven weeks. On top of that, L and I want to put on The Skin of Our Teeth. Either I drop Yeoman of the Guard (I'm only in chorus, there are plenty more altos, and I'm not very good at that kind of singing anyway) or I have a very busy second semester in store.

I'm also waiting anxiously to hear about the results of the anti-cuts meeting we had last night. I was only able to go for half an hour or so - long enough to be impressed by how many people turned up (about a hundred, a good mix of lecturers, students and other staff) and to get riled up by people's accounts of their frustrations and fears, but not long enough to hear anything approaching a concrete plan of action. Still, there was a social anthropology professor at the front taking minutes, so hopefully he'll be sending something around soon.

The meeting started with one student and one lecturer giving brief speeches on what had brought them to the meeting. The lecturer was one of my biggest Academic Crushes and tonight she reminded me why. She gave an amazing speech about inevitability: that we need to stop conceding to this idea that cuts are inevitable, job losses inevitable, tuition increases inevitable. Another tutor stood up and said, 'I'm sick of being made to feel like I'm running a corporation'.

I wish I could have stayed. I always thought of meetings like this as being a case of preaching to the choir. But while I was sitting perched on a windowsill because there weren't any seats in the hall left it became obvious that the point was to rev one another up so that we all felt confident enough and supported enough to do something, and to feel like we can do something that will have some kind of effect.

It was a nice change. I went to so many marches and protests when I was younger, over Iraq, and the result just made me feel helpless. I remember going with my mum to cold, empty halls for socialist party meetings and feeling the same. Even in the occupation last week I felt like I was making an empty gesture. This time, I feel like we might be able to Get Shit Done.
runawayskellum: Animated icon of Toph punching Aang (he does have a heart)
2010-12-12 10:48 pm

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It is very sad going to a super-posh uni and not having the money to do super-posh things. Lots of people in fabulous dresses/kilts/suits wandering around tonight. Many of them with the bright red robes wrapped around their shoulders. I am sat in the computer lab in my cow pjs. :(

I spent this weekend auditioning! At least one was successful, and I'm very excited about it. The audition was a group one, all about expressing wildly different characters with your voice and physicality. I have no idea whether the show will be any good, but I'll definitely be learning something - it's a 5-person cast with a 20-character show, so buy April (hopefully) I'll be a master at that twirling-around-and-becoming-an-entirely-different-person thing *__*. The culmination of the audition was a 'dinner party' where each auditionee played both halves of a married couple.

The other show I auditioned for on Sunday is being done by a mad Californian friend I know. I've been in one of his shows before, an improvised comedy-horror musical, and he's very into workshopping stuff - we would spent 10 minutes at the start of each rehearsal sitting on the ground with our eyes shut, humming. By the end of the exercise everyone would be moving in and our of harmonies and mischords and weird dynamics and it was awesome.

Basically I want to start being involved in shows where I learn stuff. Arcadia came together in the end but the rehearsal process was mostly sitting in people's living rooms drinking tea and memorising lines. I want moar.

Basically it's becoming clear to me that whatever I do in life, it's going to involve performance or theatre somehow; I need to be as well-equipped and flexible as possible for that to happen.

... I also probably need a degree. Which means I need to write this stupid STUPID STUPID philosophy essay. I managed to change my degree from joint honours IR-and-philosophy to straight IR, and all the twinges of regret I feel about that dissolve completely every time I look at the essay question. Do numbers exist? PROBABLY. THE END. Ugh.
runawayskellum: Sokka rushing forward with his arm back, screaming 'super secret sneak attack!' (sneak attack!)
2010-12-09 02:43 pm

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Spent the night in occupation of some university property in protest of the education cuts. L. and I were two of about three people in the 'broadly speaking we're cool with the state/capitalism but not the devastating cuts to education' camp.

Next Tuesday is a broader meeting for the ~anti-cuts movement~. I'm looking forward to it! And hoping to bring along a few more moderate-types along.

but right now all I want to do is sleeeeep
runawayskellum: Benjamin Sisko happy with a baseball (no YOU the man!)
2010-12-03 12:00 am

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Birthday Snow has turned into Every Day Since Birthday Snow, which has meant cancelled lectures, shows shuffled from venue to venue, and the only local supermarket not getting any deliveries. St Andrews officially now has no bread. We are a breadless town.

I think I need to get involved in more non-musical theatre - or at the very least, try to see more of it, especially professional/semi-professional stuff. My background is all very stylised stuff, in which you know exactly where you've to be at precisely what time, and I've always assumed That's How Theatre is Done. Suddenly I am in shows directed by non-pros, and because I can be a bit rigid in my habits, I have no real idea what to do with myself. For a while there was a lot of flailing. Where do I sit? Where do I stand? Am I blocking? Am I distracting the audience? After a while doing Arcadia I just started rolling with it since nobody seemed to care, but this doesn't seem like a Good Way to Do Things.

I just love acting. why won't they let me be great

In other news, I am no longer a philosophy student. I still need to write this obnoxious essay about whether numbers exist, though. :(