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Merry Christmas and all that.

It's Christmas! I'm thrilled with my presents, especially my new gold Claddagh ring and my copy of The Phantom  of the Opera live from the Royal Albert Hall, because there's no denying how good that is.
I got a few other bits, clothes, perfume, make up etc, so I'm very happy indeed. I'm excited for dinner tonight, wonder what I'll have?
We went to mass last night in Blackrock church, where my Daddy sings in the choir, it was quite nice indeed, except I had a mini panic attack from all the coughing and sneezing and shaking hands, needless to say I scrubbed my hands good and well when I got home!
Now I leave you with a picture of a cat, it's not my cat but he looks like him a bit I suppose, anyway he's festive and fierce so enjoy x

Haven't written in a while as I was sick (yes I know that's the ideal time to write but I was lazy), and I went to LANDAAAAAN for a couple of days with my dear ethnicnically fabulous friend, Aoife, her fur-wearing, sports car-driving and County Council-working mother, Geraldine, and Geraldine's sister, Bridy. It was Britastic to say the least, though it seems I can never get the hand of that silly stone age money, WHY MAKE A 2P SO LARGE? We did the usual touristy things, Buckingham Palace, Big Ben etc. I've fallen in love with two places in London, Liverpool Street/Brick Lane, gorgeous vintage shops and markets reside there that I couldn't get enough of! Also, I know I'm so alt and cool saying this but my oh my Camden is just one big dream!

I'm currently babysitting my cousins, in Bewleys Hotel, Leopardstown. Why is it that kids just WON'T SLEEP? What I'd give to have that much energy and not spend my spare time struggling to study Spanish vocab while writing this useless post and watching some show about Westlife's break up.. I hate to admit I'm tearing up a little bit.
The kids are playing with their Sugradh and Spraoi annuals, does anyone remember those? I miss Primary School so much, those annuals were the Christmas highlight!

Appetising.

So I was lying in bed last night after coming home from a friend's birthday party, and I was thinking about how hungry I was but it wasn't worth actually getting up to get food. While thinking about all that, I realised, we do the strangest things to food. Like really? We actually BATTER a Mars bar? Really?! It looks like a sausage roll, or a chicken nugget, but don't be fooled! It's a heart attack in a chipper.

F you entertainment.ie!

I's like to point out that the universe just hates me. How many competitions do I have to enter before I win? I must spend about 80% of my life trying to win so much random crap I don't need, so why can't I have it??

So I was forced to attend the Holy Child, Kiliney predebs two nights ago, by the school head girl, my good friend Anna. Needless to say it was a bit of a disaster of a night, but I suppose I had a bit of fun. I was refused entry so was stuck on my own in Bray, in the cold for about an hour, that was depressing to say the least.
And now I'm all sick and feeling sorry for myself, so I haven't gotten off the couch since I got home 7 hours ago, and have watched two movies: Like Crazy and Life as we Know it. Both were fantastic, and of course didn't help with the bad mood, but I loved them.
Over the past two weeks I've had Christmas tests in school, which really just aren't going well. I haven't failed anything yet so that's a plus! They're just really stressing me out and have me in a bad mood all the time because they're silly and annoying.
Also, where are all my TV shows gone? How dare they take a break for the "Holidays", it's rude, don't they know I'm at home bored with a laptop and ice cream?
I should really go study for some tests, but instead I'm gonna go bake cookies and then shower, good night.

10 Things I Hate About Life

1. Noisy Shoes - That noise that converse and vans make when you wear them for too long. WHY is this so? It's so loud, and unecessary!

2. Project Maths - This year, the Irish education system introduced a new maths course, called Project Maths. It's absolutely ridiculous, and this one question sums it up nicely:
"If John has 2 apples weighing 50g and 70g, and Mary gives him 4 apples of heights 10cm, 9cm, 6cm and 11cm, he eats two along with a bowl of pasta, weighing 1 kg, what colour is his jumper?"
It's not fair, I'm usually good at maths, and now I'm just awful.

3. Concert tickets selling out quickly - Tickets for big concerts always go on sale on a Friday morning at nine, at which point I am in school, in Art class. Why is it that Ticketmaster hate me, and refuse to let me buy a ticket, because by the time I'm home from school, they're all gone! There should be some sort of pre-order system I reckon.

4. When singers/bands play gigs in small theatres - Leading on from my last point, I mean, clearly if you've sold out 3 nights in a small theatre, in 20 seconds flat, you could really just move the shows to a bigger venue, or at least set another date!

5. Those inbetween days where there's no shirts or socks - Usually a Thursday or a Friday, where all the good shirts and socks haven't been washed from the beginning of the week yet, so you don't have any and you look EVERYWHERE for them, but there's just none so you have to wear the shirts that your friends have written rude things on the back of your collar, or socks with no elastic in them, so you spend the day pulling them up. My God it's the worst.

6. When the internet router shuts off - You're in the middle of loading a movie, downloading a song, doing homework, writing a blog post, listening to a podcast, and BAM "Netopia Router" says that the connection was lost. It's just the most annoying thing to happen.

7. The ends of a Diet Coke in a bottle - It's gotten flat, warm and just doesn't quench the thirst you need it to. It's sad because it can be up to about 100ml out of the bottle, which is 20% of the drink, and you don't even enjoy it! No matter how tight you close the cap, nothing can prevent it.

8. Bad Dinners - You come home after a long day, hungry and tired, sit down to the table and what's put in front of you? A stew (something that was just inevitably going to be gross, just say it.. STEW), or a lamb chop.. Something along those depressing lines, and it just makes the day even worse than it already was.

9. When my contact falls out - Just the one. Perfect vision from one eye, and a nice painful blur from the other, and I'm left with no choice but to take the other one out to even the sight, and just walk around blind for the rest of the day/night, squinting at my phone, which is touching my nose cause I need to hold it so close, trying to see what a text says, or who is calling me.

10. Rihanna - She's a hussy and we all know it.

10 Things I Don't Hate About Life

I'd like to point out that these are in order of what came into my mind, not what makes me most happy as number 1 etc.


1. Finishing an Art History essay - is it really sad that school has taken over my life so much that I put that as my number one? That was seriously the first thing to pop into my head, what's wrong with me? But the accomplishment of handing it up is just beyond satisfying.

2. Comedians - Yes I know - it's their job to make people laugh and be happy, but shut up I'm going to talk about it anyway. I know I've talked about my appreciation for Tina Fey before, but really I can't say enough to express my undying and unconditional love for her, so I'll leave it at that. Dara O'Briain, enough said amiright? You know I'm right. He's hilarious and there's simply no denying it. Michael McIntyre, it's my dream to meet anyone even remotely as funny as he is, and just marry them on the spot. It'll happen.

3. Rings - They go with everything, you can wear about 6 at a time, they're cheap, they're great and you all know it. Yes all of you 4 people who may or may not see this.

4.Christmas songs - I'm in the middle of rehearsing for a Christmas Concert (in Bakers Corner Pub, Deansgrange on the 7th December, GO!), and it just makes me so happy listening to the songs, even though I have to learn the most difficult harmonies in the world.

5. My mother - She's not in the continent, and my dinner is severely suffering for the cause. Frankly I think I'm more in need than the homeless Africans she's building houses for! (Mamma's in the back of that picture, I'm the angry looking infant, the adorable one is my sister Kate, and the one in the Man United jersey is my other sister Claire.)

6. My Father - Well hello Daddy, I'm guessing you'll see this. You can see my Dad's blog here. He's a bit of an internet sensation I must admit, with over ten times the amount of blog views that I have, really quite depressing. Anyway he's your token 'cool' Dad, with a Harley Davidson and all. He's also a YouTube hit, and no he doesn't sing or tell jokes, he does How To videos, and I've used one or two myself for projects and that. Anyway he provides me with food and pays my phone bills so for that I love him. I'm guessing the picture was taken roughly 14 years ago, and from the wind I'm gonna say we were in Achill (an island off the west coast of Ireland).

7. Christmas Jumpers - They're comfy, humorous, warm, festive, and with the help of Pimp My Jumper, a company my sister's friend is running, you can now make your OWN CHRISTMAS GEANSAÍ. That's right, it's super cheap, and I have the pack myself and cannot wait until I start. I sound like an awful radio add don't I? God help me.

8. Being an Irish prefect - In our school, there are prefects for almost every subject, most people applied for things like Science, Business and Art, but I'm one of the Ceannairí na nGaeilge and I'm proud. I love Irish, just can't get enough. Having said that, the ole Leaving Cert is gonna be a bitch to pass!

9. My History Teacher - Ah Mr Delahunty, you never fail to entertain me! Last week, we were studying the Social and Economic Change in Britain during the Inter-War years; for those of you who don't know what that is, it's boring and there's nothing fun about it. The case study in the chapter, is the Jarrow March for unemployment in 1936, so our History class (5C) went on the same march, only from the classroom, to the cafeteria for a "break in Nottingham", then to the concert hall to "storm Hyde Park" and "hand over the petition to the Parliament" (the stage covered in tables and chairs). I'm not gonna forget that now, I swear to you all. (By the way he posted the picture on the right on our school History Blog on the post about our homework, do you love him yet?)

10. HARLEY - The classic thing to do here is talk about how 'amazing and supportive' my friends or family are, or how music or fashion inspires my life, but instead I'd like to dedicate my final point to my cat. His name is Harley, he's still only a kitten, he's deaf, he sleeps under my bed and when all my friends are out with boyfriends or people who just generally like them, Harley sits with me and we watch movies together. No man will ever be good enough for me.

That is all.

Look how cultured I am.

So this is what I do when I get bored and feel like I don't do enough with my life, and I like to think I'm creative in some way.

I'm in a play competition in the Comhaltas centre in Monkstown, South Dublin. I'm in two plays, one is Popcorn by Ben Elton, a play about a Hill Billy couple who kill hundreds of people around America, in which I play Scout. The other play is Women and Wallace, by Jonathan Marc Sherman, in which I play Wendy, basically a drunken slut. They're both really great plays and I can't wait to do them 'cause we've all put in so much work!

In other news, my mother is in Africa at the moment, building houses with the Niall Mellon Township Trust. She went last year to a town called Wallacedene, and loved it. I'm not quite sure where it is that she's building this year, but no doubt I'll be hearing stories for the next couple of months.

After my last order off eBay, I was hesitant to go back, seen as I ordered my Halloween costume at the start of October and received it the Monday just gone by, but I've ordered a dress for €10, so hopefully it's not hideously ill-fitting, or I get it before the Apocalypse, but if it is, I can only blame myself to be honest.

I started singing lessons last week with a girl called Lisa Nolan (here band can be found here). She's lovely, and really helpful, but I'm struggling, because I never really had much structure to my singing before. I just finished learning Summertime, so it seems I'm going to be a Jazz singer, something I really didn't expect to suit my voice.

Truly can't get enough of The Smiths. 

I decided that once I figure out the dynamics of my scanner, I'm going to start posting some of the doodles I do when I get bored.
Also, possibly some hair/make up tutorials? Not videos though, God no.

The Apocalypse.

Today, the 24th of October 2011, Ireland were sent into a spiralling panic, with the torrential rain sweeping the nation. This rain is a real bitch. I stood in one of those puddles that look like they're shallow, but really my whole ankle was immersed in water. I was wearing suede shoes, 'nuff said.
Some friends of my sisters were trapped in Dundrum Shopping Centre, so we got a live update on the situation, complete with videos and photos. You'd swear with some of the stuff that we were watching Sky News, and there was a hurricane in some distant country you've actually never heard of until now, but you'll never admit it.

 The snow, I can deal with, the cold, I wrap up, the    heat, there can never be enough.. But the rain is my ultimate weakness. I'm a little ashamed to say it, but today I took the bus two stops to avoid walking in it.. I was sitting for a total of 35 seconds, needless to say I got some filthy looks as I got off.

My Dad rides a Harley Davidson to work everyday, and today it took him three attempts to get home, he had to keep turning around. How is it, that Ireland are so shit that we can't even handle the rain?!
On a lighter note, we had a guest speaker in school today for our annual Readers and Writers Week. Her name is Judy May Murphy, and she has to be the most inspirational person I've ever listened to. That sounds so lame and uncool but I don't care who knows it, I want her life. She's a writer, but mainly she gives motivational talks and coaching. Positivity just radiates off this woman, and I don't understand how someone can be that happy all the time, is she on something? And if so, where can we all find said drug?!
I'm almost finished listening to Bossypants, Tina Fey's audio book, and she is just the most witty person, I usually hate women comedians (why are they all so gross?), but by God this woman is funny.
It's ten to twelve, and I'm really hoping my school is shut tomorrow due to the rain, because there's no way in hell I'll be happy to get up in 7 hours. It's amazing how bad the condition of my school is in, today the rain caused the light in the computer room to fall, onto the main school server, stopping all the computers in the school from working. After this, a corridor upstairs began to flood, I didn't know this and was wondering why my vice principal was standing on a bench shouting "WE HAVE A LITTLE PROBLEM LADIES", I thought the power was just finally going to her little head. And then the heating and electricity decided to stop working every now and then. For a stereotypical "posh" and "rich" school, it's really an absolute state of an establishment.
Shout out to my Pappa, who was featured on a whole bunch of websites for his Youtube channel hitting half a million views this week.

For a 16 year old, I really have quite a mundane life. Once again I'm home on the designated "going out night", writing to pass the time.

This is my third time writing this post, as my kitten, Harley, keeps walking over my laptop and somehow deleting the whole post, stupid cat.
Today my Dad gave me a laptop he bought for my Nana last year for her birthday, because she can't get internet connection in Carnew, a backwards village in Wicklow where my Dad grew up on a farm. So after months and months of having no working laptop, I'm finally a proud owner of a beautiful little black computer, though I'm warned if I break it, Pop Pop will not be happy.

I've decided I'm getting back to my LOOKBOOK.nu account as it's been a while since I last posted. And the same to Tumblr, but I still refuse to join the Twitter community as it confuses me too much.

At the moment I have iOS5 downloading, and it could not be taking longer. I'm so excited, and have been ever since they announced it with this video in June.

X Factor: I only really started watching this like 2 years ago because it seemed to be the thing to do on a Saturday night, and was a perfect opportunity to do my art homework every week. I haven't quite got a favourite this year yet, but they're all pretty decent (apart from Johnny and Kitty, I'm sick of gimmicks already in X Factor). Janet is good, but I want to see something different from her, it's all whiney songs so far, which she definitely does well but mixing things up a bit would be interesting.

My drama class are doing a play competition in November, and I got my scripts this week. In one play, Women and Wallace, I'm a drunken slut named Wendy and have four lines, chuffed with that one. I was really happy with the other play, Popcorn, I play a girl called Scout, who with her red-neck boyfriend, murders people all over America under the influence of a movie by the main character Bruce, I basically play white trash so I'm super happy with that.

A new shop type thing opened up beside my house the other day where a Barber used to be. Basically they buy old clothes, shoes, hats, phones, books, sheets, towels and a whole load of other useless crap for next to nothing. However, cleaning out my room today earned me €13.42! I can see my wardrobe getting drastically smaller over the next few weeks, and my wallet getting minutely larger, SUCCESS!
It's time to play with iOS5 now, so I'm off. Later!

It seems I have something to look forward to now! My friend, Aoife called me last night asking if I want to go to London with her in December for a few days on a shopping trip. It's nice having something to look forward to now, got to be honest my past few weeks haven't been leading up to much, except X-Factor and Study. Anyway that's sufficiently taking up my brain at the moment, mentally planning what I'm going to buy, so I'm pretty excited!
We had our school retreat yesterday, and I'm a completely reformed woman who has found God. NAAAAT. Apart from my adorable group leader, Deirdre and the key ring I made "representing important people and times in my life", the day seemed like a bit of a waste of time and kind of boring, though it was a nice relaxing break from school.
School's going well these days, and don't want to boast or anything but I got my Maths homework right last night, it's a big deal. Those Un equations are cheeky little fuckers.
I'm starting singing lessons with a woman named Lisa Nolan recommended to me by my drama teacher, Paul, next Monday. I'm pretty nervous but I suppose it's about time I stop singing like a dying mouse. I'm auditioning for three songs for the Tightrope Christmas Concert in The Graduate Pub, Kiliney, which is on the 7th and 8th of December. I'll be singing Fairytale of New York by The Pogues, Santa Baby and Baby It's Cold Outside in my audition this weekend.
I seem to keep forgetting that I'm not rich, and I like to convince myself I can afford things that are worth more than I am (not a low-blow on my self esteem, these things are just really expensive). I've become obsessed with a lace cover up from Bastyan that I spotted in Cosmopolitan. It's £195, so unless I decide that I don't want to own any other belongings, it looks as though theres no blouse coming my way anytime soon.

I'm also head over heels in love with these bad boys (no pun intended tehe).

I could go on and show you everything I want, but instead I'll just pop in a few photos to sum up my needs:

The whole Marc Jacobs Fall/Winter 2011 collection.

Will I ever, ever, ever be blessed with a pair of Jeffrey Campbell Litas?

My laptop has decided to go on strike, so I'd thoroughly appreciate this lovely MacBook so I can get iOS 5 already, the anticipation is killing me. 

In other news, I've decided that I'm going to invest in a maxi skirt, whether I'll wear it or not I think it's worth it just to have one as an option. I wish I wasn't so short and stumpy cause then they wouldn't look crazy on me.

I've changed my mind again about college, I know it's a while away but I still can't quite decide on anything to do. At the moment I'm leaning towards Culinary Arts, Product Design, or Costume/Set Design. This means I should really get started on a portfolio, but I honest to God have no idea where to start.

Anywho, it's closing up on 1am on a Friday night, and yes I'm sitting at home at my computer writing to absolutely nobody, feeling sorry for myself because I don't have enough money to buy fancy things and live the high life. 

Hasta Luego x

Fifth year seems to be hitting hard.
I warned myself that it'd be a huge change to fourth year, but did I listen? Course not.

Once again I've abandoned this for the past three or so months, but I haven't just been sitting at home twiddling my thumbs waiting for the hours to pass, I've been keeping busy!
In early August, I joined a musical group called Tightrope Productions, ran by Brian Dooley and Siobhan O'Dowd. We had out first production on the 15th and 16th of September, called "It's Showtime!". It was a selection of songs from loads of musicals, like Blood Brothers, Miss Saigon, Wicked and Guys and Dolls. Although it temporarily took over my life, spending about 80% of my time at rehearsals, it was an amazing show, and pretty much my musical debut! I took part in the school musical earlier this year, but was just in the chorus. I joined Tightrope with a couple of friends, not knowing many other people doing it. We all became so close and I'm now a bit of a musical nerd cause they've all rubbed off on me. Just last night I went to see a live streaming of The Phantom of the Opera from the Royal Albert Hall in Dun Laoghaire cinema, not going to lie, it gave me shivers.
Anyway, I was given a couple of minor parts in It's Showtime, but mainly I played Diana, a bit of a diva from Puerta Rica, singing "Nothing" from A Chorus Line. Obviously I was beyond nervous but I managed to not pee my pants on stage, and frankly I consider that a successful show.
Apart from that, life's pretty much just been taken up by the 10 and a half hours of school I do a day, and the ridiculous amount of internet TV I've started watching.

Madre is a callin', my spaghetti's ready.

Well it's been a while.

I'm not going to lie, I did completely forget about this until my Dad brought it up last week while staying in our Spanish apartment, near Murcia in southern Spain.
Two of my friends, Maria and Johanna, stayed with us for a week and a half, and I stayed an extra week with my parents after they left. My sister, Kate, came over for a few days also but couldn't stay long as she's a working gal to save up to move out in September.
It was a great two and a half weeks, the girls and I did the usual "Sisters doin' it for themselves" holiday routine, spending the days tanning (or burning in my case) by the pool, and heading to the local Irish bar after dinner with dear Roma and Eugene.
However fantastic the holiday was, I'm definitely glad to be home, the heat was becoming too much, and lets be honest, how much alone time can one spend with their parents before they start to go slightly insane? Another reason I was glad to be home is, the Spanish roads began to scare me after the third last day, when my Mum and I were in a car crash near San Javier with an old Romanian man who was carried off in an ambulance. We assume it was only precautionary though, as he's elderly and was clutching at his heart to show he had a condition. This was my first car crash, and I'd like to stay away from them for quite some time, it's not all that fun. Even now, hearing screeching tyres sends me into a mini panic attack.
I saw my ex-boyfriend and old best friend today for the first time in almost seven months. It was weird seeing him, especially seen as I have a new boyfriend now, Conor, but a nice reunion none the less. Craig had missed my birthday, and as he spent the last three or so weeks in Orlando, staying with his Dad's family, he bought me The Elderwand in Harry Potter world. Needless to say, it's the best birthday present I've ever received and without a doubt will it be accompanying me to the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 premier this Friday.
A group of my friends and I are heading to Wexford tomorrow, for hopefully a sunny day on the beach with a BBQ. We're getting the bus down, and as always I am poor and had to clean my sisters car this evening to earn money to get there and back. There are no words to describe the filth of her car. Lets just say when I looked under one of the seats, I definitely saw something move. I'm finished now and have retreated to my room, trying to recover my just staring at the wand, which of course cheers me up significantly.
Absolutely devastated that I didn't get to Oxegen this year. Quite an amazing line up, though nothing compared to last years. Without a doubt I WILL be at Oxegen next year, camping and all, and I can't wait.
Thats all for now, though I still don't know why I've kept this thing. Should have been deleted after post two.
Pip Pip.

Oscars 2011

As I love film, I was extremely excited to see the Oscar Nomination list for this year, though some results didn't make me happy at all.

I now have a list of movies I really need to see:

• True Grit
• The Kings Speech
• The Town
• 127 Hours
• The Kids Are Alright
• The Fighter

If I wasn't so poor and/or tired all the time, I'd make more of an effort to actually go see these movies, but alas, I simply cannot afford the lifestyle which I aspire to live in (i.e. Have expensive, nice clothing, see all the above movies and any others that come my way, feed my Diet Coke addiction, and buy me a new book to read every time I finish the last one, although, as I am blessed with a sister who works in Dubray Books, I get a family discount).  

And back to the main subject of the post; The Oscars. 

Absolutely furious that Jesse Eisenberg is up for Best Actor for The Social Network, I agree he's a good actor, and I quite liked him in the film, but to be nominated for an Oscar? Against Colin Firth, who I hear was outstanding in The King's Speech (Which my parents are out on a date seeing right now, bless them), and James Franco who had nothing to work with but his own acting skills, who I also hear did an amazing job at playing Aron Riastfon in the true story. I know he won't win it, and my prediction is that either Colin Firth or Jeff Bridges will get it, but if he did I would not be happy at all.

Absolutely thrilled that Natalie Portman is up for Best Actress for Black Swan, I saw it last week and thought it was amazing. It's been a while since I've seen a movie where after I really just thought, "Wow, that was absolutely fantastic". However if you can't concentrate on a movie, don't bother. 

I'm generally pleased with the main nominations overall, despite the few things that bother me, but that happens every year with everyone.

It seems not everyone is happy though, Perez Hilton seems to be throwing a fit over the lack of nominations for "actors of colour". What I say to the article is that he doesn't know what he's talking about, and I think it's racist of him to point it out, saying that it's outrageous and all that, why should they get special treatment? I'm not a racist person in the slightest, I believe that everyone should be treated equally, the same old song and dance that every non-racist says to prove themselves, so why should it be a big deal when they get no nominations?  

Other than that I haven't got much else to say today. 

A Toast To 2010

Since this blog is pretty much new to 2011, I decided a tribute to 2010 is in order. It was possibly the best year of my life, and sure I'll share that will all my thousands of readers ;)

A Happy New Year to everyone, I hope this year's as great as the last one.

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

So I just spend 30 minutes writing this and deleted it by accident. FML. The "Save Now" button is my new best friend.

So I'd like to take this opportunity to complain about LOOKBOOK. The site claims to be a fashion site, to show off your outfits, share them with others, get ideas for ways to dress and all that jazz. It seems as though the photography is the main priority with each look though. You take the same outfit, on the same person, but take one photo in your messy bedroom, and the other on the beach, in the snow, in a park, anywhere interesting, and I can guarantee the second will get many, many more likes. It really angers me.
I won't lie, I do hype the odd look, because the photography is beautiful, but if I don't like the clothes, why click that little black button? I really need a site like that for photography. Does anybody know of any? You know me, I'm a sucker for a beautiful photo.

On that note, I am absolutely in love with my new Lomography camera. It was a Christmas gift from Craig MacDonald, who I'm guessing will be mentioned numerous times throughout this blog, he's a pretty big part of my life. Bless his atheist soul. I've had an amazing time running around in the snow, snapping photos with my Diana + Mini. My sister borrowed my flash for three days for a trip to Killarney, I've been lost without it.

My musical auditions are over the next few days, and I am terrified. I really want a good part in this, but as it's Seussical The Musical, it's a sing through, and I'm not sure if I'm good enough for a singing role! I hope if goes well though, and I'm really excited to get working on it over the next few months.

It's ten past two, and I have a logn day of absolutely nothing planned for tomorrow, so I'd really better get to sleep.
Later.

Blog Blog Blog.

I've been reading countless blogs all day today, trying to think about what I could write about.
Also, my father found this earlier this evening. The internet scares me, I don't even use my full name here and he found me, it's ridiculous.
Anyway, I'd like to praise his wonderful blog, that might I add got nominated for an award, yaay for Daddy. If you'd like to give it a read, you can do so here.
I have a long night ahead of me, as I drink too much caffeine and this is how I busy my nights when I cannot sleep.

Vicki out.

Another year.
Another January.
Another February.
Another March.
Need I go on?
The point is, it doesn't really make a difference, does it?
Someday I'll blog properly, not like people read this anyway.
Later hombres