tirsdag 29. november 2011

Assessments!

Assessment week has descended upon us. The people in Performing Arts are walking on nails (figuratively. Though that could be a cool piece), hoping that their piece is better than the other groups.
As one do.
I do, anyway... Mind, the ones who think they KNOW their piece is better than everyone else, end up disappointed. Being humble is a good thing! :)

I was very disappointed by certain people in the group, and their inability to stand up and say "hey, come on, let's do this again!" and inability to smile... But oh well, we've done it now, and I thought the end product was all right. Not great, but not shit either.
I wish we hadn't used masks though... We hardly used them, and keeping the focus on the audience is really hard, at least for me, so I hope I didn't screw too much up on that.

Anyway. That was 'Body & Performance' over and done with!
Only 'Voice' and 'Exploring Theatre' left... Oh yeah, and a million essays.
...

I'm screwed.

søndag 27. november 2011

The Kinder egg Saga


Once upon a time there was a Kinder egg.





















The end.

Unfortunate, but funny.

A friend and I was strolling happily home from the shops with our bags filled with sweets, when
we stumbled over (heh heh... Over... We didn't really stumble over it... It's just funny to lie!) this little golden piece of awesome.


So naturally I had to post it on here. Because brilliance like this shalt not escapeth this blog! Nay, ten horses cannot keep me from writeth about it!
So sayeth the king, hence we musteth be saying it as welleth.

OK. Gonna round this up now....!

mandag 21. november 2011

PANTS!


Yes. Like promised.

søndag 20. november 2011

Competition in douchebaggery.

And also to the person who set the fore alarm off at 5 am this morning:
CONGRATULATIONS! You ripped the Golden Dick from the claws of the bitch who left her laundry in the washing machine's claws.
BTW, she left one of her pants behind. We were gracious enough to hang it up in the lamp with a note saying "NICE PANTS". I wish I had a picture of that now... I will get back to that. Hopefully.

Douchebags.

lørdag 19. november 2011

Hello kids!

Today we'll talk about douchebags! What sort if douchebags, you might ask, and I say; the kind of douchebag that leaves her washing i the machine ages after it's done! Please give a round of applause for this person! Congratulations, douchebag! You have won the Golden Dick!

tirsdag 15. november 2011

"She's like a sunflower that never looks back at the sun"

 I like finding other cheeses than that bloody cheddar. I "accidentally" found something way better:
Norwegian stuff! <3
 Norwegian Jarlsberg, baby! Everything Norwegian should be sold in Bags of Awesome (c). You may contact me if you wish to use that. I may be nice and say yes, but chances are I will demand 99,99% of the profits. I wants to be rich, yo.

Anyway, we've started on our assessments today, I touched a fellow classmate very inappropriately at times, because of lifts... So that is also something to talk about >.<

Perv nation here, in this brain.

ANYWAY. I DIGRESS. Assessments! Yes. Assessments means we're super-good at sitting on our computers and doing... work.. Right?
Yes. This is work... I need it for my special project...? LOOK! I'm a gentlewoman! :D And no longer a nugget!
Nuggets taste good. Normally.
My gentlewoman-ness will take care of them nuggets tasting goooood.
Since I'm the best cook ever.

I'm not the best cook ever. I'm really rather terrible, actually.
Me, not Knallbart. Knallbart is awesome. She's even got 525 in cooking! Which naturally means she's way awesome in it. I bet she could be on Master Chef and kick all the other people's arses.

But 'lo and behold, Knallbart the gentlewoman is no longer a nugget.
I like this.
Not that she was ever a nugget.
She may smell like one, but there is no need to point that out, really, seeing as the poor undeads are self concious about that enough as it is!

 Anyway (again), I've been buying stuff. I like buying CD's and stuff. I thought I should figure out what the fuss was about with the books... The Odyssey and that Voltaire guy.
My guess is that they are both a massive yawn-fest. But. Will have to read before judging.  I is teh intelligible (oh my God, that's actually a word! My life is complete.)! Or not...
And the CD's! I love CD's! Love them! They are super-cheap over here (though most of them + the books are from play.com :P)!
CD's! ARGH! Explosion of happiness!
Never listened much to Queen before now, but I will probably buy more CD's from them :)
And Dylan. Brilliant guy, he is. 
The loot.

søndag 13. november 2011

Bristol and such.

 Bristol! I have been to Bristol! Yaaaaay! It was super-pretty!
...The part(s) I saw...
We were there to watch a play called Void Story. It was quite good, but the seats were terrible. The leg space seemed like it was made for kids. So we were all shifting in our seats throughout the play..
I was also about to fall asleep several times. I definitely think that making a week-end about it would have been so much better. Sitting on a bus for a few hours first tend to make one drowsy!

Stones! Trees! Leaves! LOVE it!
I really really wish there was time to explore. It feels kind of wasted having been there but not been able to look around! But I did take some pictures on the way to the theatre and outside it. And even though it was taken with a crappy iPhone camera I think I got a gist of the mood: A very cosy city (the part we were in at least!) at night!

LOOK! This is too cosy to be true!

Hoping to get a chance to get back there. Maybe that will be the next holiday destination? Companions are always welcome. It is a little sad going there by myself. :P I can pretend to be the Doctor (because of the companion)! I will need a sonic screwdriver and a suit. And a Tardis. And time lord genes.... Crap. Oh well... Dinosaur genes could work just as well.... Right? :S
Should hope so.
If not, spooning works too (Not the boring kind, the stabbing someone with a spoon-one.).


Pretty bridge.
Where we came out of from the bus, very pretty place.



However: I heard Norway lost to Wales in football.
I DON'T CARE, BUT I AM VERY VERY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU, NORWAY TEAM!!!!
Lose to Wales... Come on! Their most desirable girl is a sheep, for crying out loud!
And 4-1! Did they spot a sheep behind the goal-man? 4 goals!
That's the equivalent of 90 goals in... erm... some sport where that is a lot, to 3!
It's bad, Norway! Really bad!
Remember your heritage! You're barbarians! Not princesses!
....
Well some of you might be... Possibly all of you...

I digress. 4-1 is fucking depressing. Getting to know that score from a gloating Irishman was even worse. :P
.... Leprechaun-eating-drunkards.... Yes.
*Sigh*

søndag 6. november 2011

British food for British people.

Hyaaaa tna betnaaaaaa hawavaveeee tiwavaaaaa!
Stjooommmm benjaaa ahva, benja ahvaaa...! :P


 This is what I saw this morning. Beautiful, isn't it! I took loads of pictures of that sunrise. I love sky-phenomenons. Amazing, they are. The one on the side was taken with Instagram, and has a filter on it to look more shiny, the one below is the camera one :) Lovely colours and such!











After a good day of studying with fellow classmates, with no procrastination whatsoever (cough, hack, cough!), Ciwi and I went food shopping. As you do....
And as I usually decide to make food AFTER 12 o'clock at night, I can't use the kitchen, because they lock it.... Silly people... Anyway: I bought noodles.
This is what they looked like:

Apparently the British people of Britain like to have their food pre-chewed. I can only assume this is because some of them don't like to actually work with their jaw. (Hurr hurr....)
And for the record: they were nice.. But also a little nasty. The roast chicken one is the best... The one in the blue box. True story. And they aren't pre-chewed. So there you have that.

Pepsi was also needed. When a person actually studies on a Sunday, one deserved some Pepsi. Like a treat. Treats are good. I wonder if it is possible to train yourself into being better at things by treating yourself when you've been a good boy/girl..... I will look into this...

torsdag 3. november 2011

Swansea weather and such


Just a few pictures of the Swansea weather. Please excuse quality. I used an iPhone. I know, I know... I should buy a Canon right away, and just look through the lens for the rest of my life, but... Money and such. Although I could put off paying the tuition fee! :P
LOOK AT THE CUTE HOUSES!! They are adorable! But yes. Beautiful sky! :)
I liked the way the lights looked in the foggy-rain-thing, the camera ruined it a little though, but still catch the gist of it.

onsdag 2. november 2011

The stupidity of mankind....

A friend of mine posted this on her Facebook page. I had to repost this as the stupidity of the comment underneath is just too freakin' good to be true. Actually no, not good. It's fucking moronic. Under is the link. Read what you like. I suggest watching the video as well.

LINK



The translation of what V says is "He should have been shot!!!" (If you don't believe your own eyes, or her stupidity, I have actually translated it as correctly as I can. Try Google Translate if you don't believe me! Yes, guys, she really is this faire!)
I was actually quite provoked by this comment.This is a canine we're talking about. This dimwit is talking about a person being shot over a dog. I really couldn't restrain myself, so I won't show what I wrote as I was rather rude... But I don't think she knows how many dogs are being shot/put down/mistreated every year.
And, AND, this police officer was attacked. Had I had a rabid animal leaping towards me with a frothing mouth, I would damn well shoot as well.
He was protecting the people at the festival. I doubt many police officers go around shooting animals in public for fun...
He was also called an "executioner" by the person posting the link... Fucking hell. This story is retarded.
Why is it that people always go stupid about these kids of stories?
IT'S JUST A FUCKING DOG!
I'm sure the person had a reason to do it!

And that was me ranting about a story I don't really give a fucking flat shit about.
Because I don't like super-mega-dog-is-so-much-better-than-everything-in-the-whole-world comments or people that thing that's right.
Because it's stupid.
Use your grey matter, people!
It pains me to see so many lights on while nobody's home.

New mounts!

 I've acquired some new mounts! And naturally I just want to show them off like a mad-man on sugar and speed.
Bloodbathed Frostbrood Vanquisher
Red Hawkstrider (Got it after the Vanquisher, 100 mounts! Hooray!)
White Polar Bear - Got it today! Just happened to do the quest today! Hooray!
Aaaand the X-53 Touring Rocket I got for making my sister join. (Who only played once or twice >.< Silly girl.)

I am quite happy with these new ones. But then again, that would probably mean that the Raven Lord won't drop for another half year...
I guess I'll just have to stomp my leg hard enough, and whine a little more.
I'm quite good at that, if you don't mind me saying so.