søndag 18. desember 2011

I rest my case.

I was right. That was one damn long day! But I'm home! Yay! Christmas soda and paprica crisps! And ofcourse milk chocolate! <3

SNOW!!!!


*giggle* STD seat....
:P

lørdag 17. desember 2011

Homeway-blues

On the train to London now, not started driving yet. Must say I'm quite psyched about going home, even though I haven't had any home-sickness yet. Which is good I think! Swansea is a lovely city, going to miss it and the people in it a lot! Love them to bits, all of them! It will be good, however with a little break, to keep us from killing each other. God knows I wanted to during the assessment weeks.

Ooop! I found a note. Wonder if I can add pictures with this thing (writing on iPhone). Ooooh the train left! London here I come! I love London. London is so pretty and nice and awesome and stuff! Gotta love London.
I couldn't add photos from iPhone, so.. EDIT! Lovely note, eh?

God I LOVE Wolfmother. They are amazing. Their music is astounding. They are simply brilliant! The delux album of Cosmic Egg should be bought. I had no idea it existed! It's actually kinda rude to deprive fans of such awesomeness as the 4 songs on that album provides. Should be heard. ASAP. It was a friend who shared a link of Caroline (one of the songs) on Facebook. I thank Thee! Cosmonaut is also amazing. The two others are also cool, but have to admit that those two are the best.

I'm in Neath now. I must write like a retarded monkey on this thing. Urgh. Monkeys... 12 mins from Swansea to Neath. I have a classmate from Neath. I always thought the train ride would be like half an hour or so. Guess not. Good for him! :P 5.14 the time is. Too early! Hyjøøø is how welsh say "here". True story. They are weird. Omgthisisgonnabesuchalongday!!!!!

lørdag 10. desember 2011

AH CANNAE SLEEP!

SO AH DECIDED TA WRRRRITE STUFF EN SKOTTISH EN KAPS LOKK!
GOTTA LOFF THEM SKOTTS, EH, LASS? ...LAD..! LASSILADD?
...
Because they always shout. In my stereotype. Because that makes it more fun.
And wear kilts, with a bagpipe constantly hanging on them under their arm, whilst eating haggis. And possibly also balancing a pint somehow. Ah, yes.
Got to love them stereotypes.

fredag 2. desember 2011

Yet ANOTHER assessment over!

Exploring Theatre assessment today.
I am so relieved there aren't any more practical assessments.
If there had been, I would probably have killed the "Perfect" - Stonefaced - Arrogant - Spoilt brat - girl in my class. I won't mention names, because I'm far too awesome to sink that low. :P
(She called me arrogant. So I'm taking the piss. I'm not sure she actually know what the word "Arrogant" mean, but I guess she's kinda right, I'll give her that. But if I ever get as bad as her, please kill me, and bury me in a shoe. Oh yeah, and what set her bitch-fit off was "Can we please go through our piece, please, even if she's not in it?"... Amy and I did it plenty of times without them two, I honestly can't see the problem in doing it a few more times without the other person who was rehearsing another scene...)

LOOK! A bunny!
Anyway, apart from Bitch-alert and extremely frustrating classmates who can't take initiative whether their life depended on it, and when they think they do, they demotivate people by commanding them to do stuff, it's been all right.
A friend of mine find the class unprofessional, and, honestly, they are a bit immature about things. I know I'm immature as well, but I'm at least trying to get them up and standing and do some practising instead of just sitting there on their arses and doing shit.
I don't have enough experience to tell if they really are unprofessional or not, so I can't agree or disagree, but I do believe her when she say so.
And instead of whining to them, I whine here. I should probably say something, but it would only cause conflicts, and they would probably think I was even more arrogant. Oh well. Their education. ... And mine...
I'm starting to doubt whether I will be here next school year. Maybe I'll try and transfer to Edinburgh, see if they are able to take any initiative there. We won't be learning anything when the lecturers have to tell us off all the time. It's a waste of time, money and resources.

I'm done whining now, though.
But I do hope things get better, and people learn to take the criticism and make it into something positive instead of bitching about it.
I'm done now, honestly, with the whining! :P

15 days until I go back to Norway!
I really can't wait to see my friends again! Oh my lovely friends!
There are no words for how much I miss them!
Hopefully we'll get to play some D&D as well. Hopefully. I hope we will.
The new World of Warcraft patch is lots of fun, the new instances are a nice change! But I'm guessing they will get old pretty fast, like the Zandalari ones, but you never know, Blizzard may come out with a new patch with some new ones, out of the blue (though, I kind of doubt that) one day...
It's a lot of fun to play now, you get so much lore! And it's fun to see what the place that became the Maelstrom used to look like.
Hop, night time it is.

torsdag 1. desember 2011

December!

THE FIRST OF DECEMBER!! WOOOOH! It's Christmas!!!
I NEED A CHRISTMAS CALENDAR STAT!

Going home in 16 days! This will be fun. I can't wait to see my amazing friends again!
And it will be absolutely insanely good to be able to relax a bit after all the assessments. (Another one tomorrow. Gotta love it.... (I lie)) I keep getting stuck on the third verse of 'The Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost...

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

That's it. That's the sucker I'm struggling with.
Grrrr... I refuse to go to bed before I have it nailed, so there probably will be a frustrated post tomorrow about how much I suck and the like. 

"Argh! I want mah boddeh! Ar!" Slightly Arnold inspired.
Look, a random picture of a Frankenstein monster that I drew... Once...!

It's farting wires. 
... I should stop procrastinating and continue with the memorising of that bloody poem. 
Good night!