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.

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.

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!

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.

The Kinder egg Saga

Once upon a time there was a Kinder egg.

The end.