Time is going sooooooooooooooo slowly. And yes, that was an imitation of prosodic features, because I was emphasising the sooooooooo just like that. Or maybe it was representational speech, but this whole thing is representational speech because it's a blog, so it's representing me speaking.
Anyway, so I know you know why I'm writing here so soon after my last post. Usually I don't have much to say in the space of four days; relevant information doesn't build up that quickly (English Language moment - Grice's Maxims: Quantity, quality, relevance and manner. Who said what I write is relevant or interesting? All I know is that this is my blog so I'll buggering well write what I like and if you don't like it don't read it. (JUST KIDDING! Don't leave me. I love you.))
(Lol as you know I'm in IT and I think Isy's fallen asleep. Oh no, she is awake, Viking just said her name and she opened her eyes.)
Anyway, between today and the last post, a lot of stuff has happened and...
...And now I'm in English on the first of April and yes, it has taken me this long to continue with this post. Firstly I've had a mad OH MY GOD ALL MY COURSEWORK IS DUE IN ON THURSDAY rush and having been spazzing out about that, then I've had a problem with the Media Rome trip I'm supposed to be going on in a couple of weeks (we hadn't heard any details or anything so we were spazzing out, but apparently it's been 'postponed' anyway), and THEN there was a fire in the BT headquarters so all the Internet's been screwed up (but not the college's, thank God, because I had to tell Cora why I unwillingly ditched her last night and don't have credit - though I'm getting some today) so now that I'm in English and there are only five of us (the five whose coursework hasn't been marked yet) and Hannah's looking through the aforementioned coursework and has told the rest of us to occupy ourselves, I thought I may as well make another start on what is undoubtedly going to be a bloody long post.
That was an unnecessarily long introduction.
So, you want to know about my weekend with Cora. Though like I said in my last post, Cora's the only person who reads this so she already knows. Maybe she'd like to hear my take on it - I'm pretty sure she already knows since she's heard quite an embarrassing voice recording I made for her after she left and it's quite clear that I'm not very happy in it. Although actually Charlotte's been reading this blog of late - embarrassing but actually I sort of like knowing that other people don't find me so excruciatingly boring that they can't be bothered to read what I spend quite a while writing. (I didn't start writing this blog for anyone's eyes but my own; it was only meant to be a record of these days which are, apparently, the best of my life. Still, I don't object to people reading it, so please, if you are reading this, feel loved.)
So anyway. Cora got to Henley on Friday the 26th March around ten to two PM, as expected. We then went to Helen and Douglas house, which is the charity shop where we get our 50p hot chocolates from, and met Hollie, who was being very unsociable and reading a book (love you really) and Cora gave me all of the amazing stuff she had for me (a Rent DVD of the final show - ohmygod how seriously amazing is that? I'm eagerly awaiting the start of the Easter holidays i.e. tomorrow so I can watch it; a Danish/English dictionary with a DVD which is FAAABTABULOUS, I mean seriously, how epically awesome. I am actually determined to be able to speak Danish one day, and I will not give up because I think it's a great language even if no-one else, including its native speakers, do. On that note, Cora also gave me Twilight in Danish - which she bit... I do love that girl - which I actually have with me today, ready to dip into and see if I identify any words. Which I will - I do know how to say "I" and "you" at least. She also gave me some inflatable Doctor Who characters which absolutely made my day; now I have my very own Sontaran, Ood and - get this - Dalek.)
I will finish this later, so toodleoo for now darlings.
Much love,
Molly x
(Jess-Steve and I are having long and involved discussions about Twilight, Harry Potter and Doctor Who right now; we're just that cool.)
Monday 29 March 2010
Friday 26 March 2010
March 26th: A very exciting day, innit.
Well I know it's been a while since I last wrote here, but college has been giving me a shitload of work and I haven't had the time, not even in IT (though that is where I am right now. I should be doing work but I'm just far too excited).
You see, today is the day Cora is coming to England and to Henley and to see me! We've been waiting since... well, at least since January but I think longer than that, and I haven't seen her since November 1st and I miss her! I can't wait, it's going to be an amazing weekend. Today we're in Henley Youth Festival, singing - what else? - For Good from Wicked (even though Cora's 23 and lives nowhere near Henley; I persuaded them to let her do it with me. Thank you, English, for teaching me such persuasive writing techniques) and tomorrow we're going to Marion's birthday party and then seeing Wicked. Cora does choose epic times to come to England - there's nothing going on here until she decides to come. XD
She's also going to meet a load of people I know and talk about all the time, such as Marion, my auntie/cousin Hannah, and - get this - my English teacher Hannah, whom I asked if we could come and say hi. I didn't think she'd say yes because she goes home at lunchtime on account of no more lessons, but she said she usually comes back around 4 anyway so she'd be there if we wanted to come say hello. Which is amazing, because I talk about Hannah far too much to Cora and Cora far too much to Hannah, so I can't wait to see what happens when they both meet. It could be quite amusing. In any case I think it will just be awesomeness for them to each meet the one I'm always going on about.
So, Starbucks Friday. Cora won't be there in time for that, because I think her train will get here around two, but she's still coming to Henley and on a Friday which is good enough for me. Well, I'd be happy no matter what day she got here, but I'm just rambling and talking crap. I'm too excited to think straight. I never thought I'd get this same kind of excitement again - this is like the way I was the first time I saw her last February. I couldn't think straight, I couldn't really talk straight, and Cora said that when she hugged me I was shaking - embarrassing. But that's the effect she has on me, I suppose. XD
That sounded stamp collector-fied. Yes, I am a touchy feely person; I can be, as the Facebook group states, sexually inappropriate with my friends, but I'm actually not gay. As I state yet again. I just love my friends. It's annoying though because none of my friends are touchy feely people too, so they dislike it if I randomly grab their arms or poke them or something. Typical English people, so happy to be disconnected.
I think I was/will be Danish in another life. I also think Cora was/will be English in another life. I have had links to Denmark throughout my entire lifetime, and Cora has to England, before we even knew each other. It's like we were always meant to meet, cheesy as that may sound. I honestly believe it's true, though - all the subliminal little happenings that have occured had been leading us to the moment that I would post that comment on that What Is This Feeling instrumental and receive Cora's reply. She has had to put up with so much crap from me that I'm surprised she's not running away screaming, and I am truly grateful for that. She is really a true friend and I'm very lucky to know her - just a shame she lives so bloody far away. I hope that in some point in our lives we'll end up living in the same country. Having said that, it will probably happen very ironically and not in England or Denmark as we expect, but in some random country like France which neither of us are connected to in any way, shape or form. (And actually, in my case, feel some aversion to. Damn you, French lessons.)
Well it's now 11:07 and around three hours until Coraness, so I suppose I'd better get on with some work considering we only have 43 more minutes of the lesson. I can't be arsed though... wish I was in Starbucks right now. ;)
Molly x
I'll post again probably next week and tell you how my awesome weekend went (though since the only person who reads this is Cora, you'll probably already know).
You see, today is the day Cora is coming to England and to Henley and to see me! We've been waiting since... well, at least since January but I think longer than that, and I haven't seen her since November 1st and I miss her! I can't wait, it's going to be an amazing weekend. Today we're in Henley Youth Festival, singing - what else? - For Good from Wicked (even though Cora's 23 and lives nowhere near Henley; I persuaded them to let her do it with me. Thank you, English, for teaching me such persuasive writing techniques) and tomorrow we're going to Marion's birthday party and then seeing Wicked. Cora does choose epic times to come to England - there's nothing going on here until she decides to come. XD
She's also going to meet a load of people I know and talk about all the time, such as Marion, my auntie/cousin Hannah, and - get this - my English teacher Hannah, whom I asked if we could come and say hi. I didn't think she'd say yes because she goes home at lunchtime on account of no more lessons, but she said she usually comes back around 4 anyway so she'd be there if we wanted to come say hello. Which is amazing, because I talk about Hannah far too much to Cora and Cora far too much to Hannah, so I can't wait to see what happens when they both meet. It could be quite amusing. In any case I think it will just be awesomeness for them to each meet the one I'm always going on about.
So, Starbucks Friday. Cora won't be there in time for that, because I think her train will get here around two, but she's still coming to Henley and on a Friday which is good enough for me. Well, I'd be happy no matter what day she got here, but I'm just rambling and talking crap. I'm too excited to think straight. I never thought I'd get this same kind of excitement again - this is like the way I was the first time I saw her last February. I couldn't think straight, I couldn't really talk straight, and Cora said that when she hugged me I was shaking - embarrassing. But that's the effect she has on me, I suppose. XD
That sounded stamp collector-fied. Yes, I am a touchy feely person; I can be, as the Facebook group states, sexually inappropriate with my friends, but I'm actually not gay. As I state yet again. I just love my friends. It's annoying though because none of my friends are touchy feely people too, so they dislike it if I randomly grab their arms or poke them or something. Typical English people, so happy to be disconnected.
I think I was/will be Danish in another life. I also think Cora was/will be English in another life. I have had links to Denmark throughout my entire lifetime, and Cora has to England, before we even knew each other. It's like we were always meant to meet, cheesy as that may sound. I honestly believe it's true, though - all the subliminal little happenings that have occured had been leading us to the moment that I would post that comment on that What Is This Feeling instrumental and receive Cora's reply. She has had to put up with so much crap from me that I'm surprised she's not running away screaming, and I am truly grateful for that. She is really a true friend and I'm very lucky to know her - just a shame she lives so bloody far away. I hope that in some point in our lives we'll end up living in the same country. Having said that, it will probably happen very ironically and not in England or Denmark as we expect, but in some random country like France which neither of us are connected to in any way, shape or form. (And actually, in my case, feel some aversion to. Damn you, French lessons.)
Well it's now 11:07 and around three hours until Coraness, so I suppose I'd better get on with some work considering we only have 43 more minutes of the lesson. I can't be arsed though... wish I was in Starbucks right now. ;)
Molly x
I'll post again probably next week and tell you how my awesome weekend went (though since the only person who reads this is Cora, you'll probably already know).
Monday 1 March 2010
March 1st: IT'S MARCH!
It's March, it's March, it's Marchy-Marchy-March! You have no idea how amazing this is yet, but fear not; I shall explain.
Firstly let me apologize for the complete emo-ness of my last post. I promise you I'm not always that depressed, though I do have a tendency to focus on my inadequacies instead of making the most of the few strengths I do have. Anyway, I'll try to make these posts more "happifying" in future; people obviously have their own problems, without wanting to read about mine too.
For the record, Freddie's thingy at Wembley didn't even happen. He's still basking in the glory of being on TV though.
Let me also apologize for the incredible length of time that has lapsed since the aforementioned emo post was written. College decided to lump all my coursework on me at once, especially IT, and since that is when I usually write here (indeed, when I'm writing here right now) I haven't had the time or the inclination really to pick up my metaphorical pen again to post. One gets out of the habit of doing these things, don't you think?
So. It's March and the Sun is shining, which is such a novelty, as it hasn't been sunny and 'warm' since last September. The Sun has emerged from its long absence in the clutching embrace of those evil clouds to announce to us the arrival of the month that signifies the beginning of spring, Cora's visit, and us seeing Wicked on the night of its 2010 cast change.
Yes, you heard correctly, dear reader! (I have always wanted to say that, though I've always thought it's a bit cheesy to refer to one's audience as 'dear' anything. Still, that's one lifelong ambition fulfilled.) Cora is staying with me, here in England, from Friday the 26th March to Sunday the 28th. Two whole days. A whole weekend! I intend to savour every one of the rare moments that I share with her. And we are going to be busy. It always seems like Cora chooses amazing times to come to England - last time it was Halloween, so she got to experience that, and this time we have Henley Youth Festival on Friday night, Marion's birthday party on Saturday and Wicked on Saturday evening. We're going to be busy. Sunday before Cora leaves can just be for... well, anything. Talking. Pushing the door of her room slightly in the morning to see if she's awake and then waiting until she lies down again and then going in. (I know that was random, but hey, that's us). Basically, I can not wait... I miss her! Imagine if your best friend lived literally a thousand miles away and you could never have them there every day to hang out with or talk to or laugh with or watch movies with or hug. Imagine if you had to make the most of every single moment because you don't know how long it will be before you see her in person again... that's us. Yes, it sucks, but there's nothing we can do about it so we have to live with it. (That's why it annoys me when my friends say we're like stamp collectors; imagine how many times you've hugged your best friend throughout your life, and now imagine how much Cora and I have to catch up on. We've only met in person three times).
So anyway, I just realized how freaking much I have to tell you guys. I guess a lot happens in a couple of months.
(Random point: did I tell you Hannah-English-teacher is following me on Twitter? That made me very happy. xD)
So anyway. A couple of weeks ago there was an English Language conference in London that I went to with Charlotte, and seeing as I was the only person I know who didn't find it completely mind-numbingly boring and actually enjoyed a whole day of listening to people speak about English Language, I have consequently made up my mind that I want to do English Lang at uni and, after talking to Hannah, I want to go to Cardiff uni to do it. I know I'm a bit too young to be looking at universities, but apparently they recommend that you at least look at various different places in your first year of college. Just to be prepared and all that. I doubt I'll get in to Cardiff, since I need an A and two Bs, but I really want to go there and as Hannah said, I apparently have the 'drive and determination' to do it. To be honest I just want to go to uni in Wales. They have some really awesome accents. ;)
So anyway, after the English Lang conference had finished, Charlotte and I paid a visit to Oxford Street. My very first visit to Oxford Street, to Charlotte's disbelief. But we went to all the shops and I bought a dress (which came in very handy the next day, when Becky forgot to bring a costume for the filming of my media movie), and we even had time to pay the world's quickest four-minute visit to McDonald's before we got on our train home. Cora was, of course, haunting that McDonald's in Paddington station, as we went in there on Wicked day when I accidentally on purpose forgot to tell Becky and Zoe the time of the train home so we missed it.
Don't you think it's ridiculous that one has to pay 30p to use the toilets in Paddington station? I mean why should a human's basic needs be used as a money making scheme? It just doesn't seem right somehow. I know food is also a basic need that we pay for, but... do you see what I mean?
We got some more reports from college on Friday, and tomorrow night is Parents' Evening. My report was okay, but I'm a tiny bit apprehensive about the fact that I skived IT on Friday and that Viking might mention it to my parents. Oh well, I told Isy in media to tell Viking that I was ill, (Isy's in my media and IT class) so she probably did. I'm dropping IT at the end of this year anyway; it's too much coursework on top of everything else, so I'm thinking of taking up human biology instead.
But yeah, reports. Hannah clearly still loves me. XD I compared this report with my last one and she was equally as nice to me as before. Well, I do suck up to her quite a lot. I just hope I can be amazing at English and get an A, and then she'd really love me. xD
Ooh, I was waiting to go into IT earlier, and I could hear what Megan was listening to on her iPod because her music was really loud, and I was like "OMG IS THAT RENT?"
Naturally a discussion about musicals ensued and I told her about how I'm seeing Wicked for the fourth time at the end of March. I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it! <3
Anyway, you know at the end of my last post I said I kept feeling really dizzy, among other things? Those things still haven't gone away and Charlotte is convinced that it's a psychological problem, rather than a physical one. She made me tell her everything that's wrong and she Googled it, and apparently all the evidence points to the fact that I have a repressed memory buried somewhere in my unconscious mind. Which is slightly unnerving. I don't know what repressed memory could be making me feel like this; but then, I wouldn't, would I? That's why it's repressed. Still, as far as I can remember I had a fairly uneventful childhood. But we'll see what comes of it. Charlotte is determined to cure me - whether or not she's that bothered about me or just wants to be able to say she cured her friend of a psychological problem after only six months of psychology study. I don't think it is psychological at all, but it might work. We'll have to see.
Hannah-from-media and I finally finished our film! Becky and Zoe were excellent in it, especially as I brought the filming forward by a day and sprung it on them that morning. We did come across quite a few problems but I'm very pleased with the way it turned out in the end. I did the editing and directing, among other things, and Hannah was filming, among other things. I think we made a fabulous team. There are a few continuity issues in there but our teacher didn't notice so I guess we've got away with it for now.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZaPQGZT3tyE&feature=email
Anyway, I should be going to bed, so I'll be back to write more... at some point. I will refrain from saying 'soon' as everytime I do it just disappear for months on end.
Toodles, blog.
Molly x
Firstly let me apologize for the complete emo-ness of my last post. I promise you I'm not always that depressed, though I do have a tendency to focus on my inadequacies instead of making the most of the few strengths I do have. Anyway, I'll try to make these posts more "happifying" in future; people obviously have their own problems, without wanting to read about mine too.
For the record, Freddie's thingy at Wembley didn't even happen. He's still basking in the glory of being on TV though.
Let me also apologize for the incredible length of time that has lapsed since the aforementioned emo post was written. College decided to lump all my coursework on me at once, especially IT, and since that is when I usually write here (indeed, when I'm writing here right now) I haven't had the time or the inclination really to pick up my metaphorical pen again to post. One gets out of the habit of doing these things, don't you think?
So. It's March and the Sun is shining, which is such a novelty, as it hasn't been sunny and 'warm' since last September. The Sun has emerged from its long absence in the clutching embrace of those evil clouds to announce to us the arrival of the month that signifies the beginning of spring, Cora's visit, and us seeing Wicked on the night of its 2010 cast change.
Yes, you heard correctly, dear reader! (I have always wanted to say that, though I've always thought it's a bit cheesy to refer to one's audience as 'dear' anything. Still, that's one lifelong ambition fulfilled.) Cora is staying with me, here in England, from Friday the 26th March to Sunday the 28th. Two whole days. A whole weekend! I intend to savour every one of the rare moments that I share with her. And we are going to be busy. It always seems like Cora chooses amazing times to come to England - last time it was Halloween, so she got to experience that, and this time we have Henley Youth Festival on Friday night, Marion's birthday party on Saturday and Wicked on Saturday evening. We're going to be busy. Sunday before Cora leaves can just be for... well, anything. Talking. Pushing the door of her room slightly in the morning to see if she's awake and then waiting until she lies down again and then going in. (I know that was random, but hey, that's us). Basically, I can not wait... I miss her! Imagine if your best friend lived literally a thousand miles away and you could never have them there every day to hang out with or talk to or laugh with or watch movies with or hug. Imagine if you had to make the most of every single moment because you don't know how long it will be before you see her in person again... that's us. Yes, it sucks, but there's nothing we can do about it so we have to live with it. (That's why it annoys me when my friends say we're like stamp collectors; imagine how many times you've hugged your best friend throughout your life, and now imagine how much Cora and I have to catch up on. We've only met in person three times).
So anyway, I just realized how freaking much I have to tell you guys. I guess a lot happens in a couple of months.
(Random point: did I tell you Hannah-English-teacher is following me on Twitter? That made me very happy. xD)
So anyway. A couple of weeks ago there was an English Language conference in London that I went to with Charlotte, and seeing as I was the only person I know who didn't find it completely mind-numbingly boring and actually enjoyed a whole day of listening to people speak about English Language, I have consequently made up my mind that I want to do English Lang at uni and, after talking to Hannah, I want to go to Cardiff uni to do it. I know I'm a bit too young to be looking at universities, but apparently they recommend that you at least look at various different places in your first year of college. Just to be prepared and all that. I doubt I'll get in to Cardiff, since I need an A and two Bs, but I really want to go there and as Hannah said, I apparently have the 'drive and determination' to do it. To be honest I just want to go to uni in Wales. They have some really awesome accents. ;)
So anyway, after the English Lang conference had finished, Charlotte and I paid a visit to Oxford Street. My very first visit to Oxford Street, to Charlotte's disbelief. But we went to all the shops and I bought a dress (which came in very handy the next day, when Becky forgot to bring a costume for the filming of my media movie), and we even had time to pay the world's quickest four-minute visit to McDonald's before we got on our train home. Cora was, of course, haunting that McDonald's in Paddington station, as we went in there on Wicked day when I accidentally on purpose forgot to tell Becky and Zoe the time of the train home so we missed it.
Don't you think it's ridiculous that one has to pay 30p to use the toilets in Paddington station? I mean why should a human's basic needs be used as a money making scheme? It just doesn't seem right somehow. I know food is also a basic need that we pay for, but... do you see what I mean?
We got some more reports from college on Friday, and tomorrow night is Parents' Evening. My report was okay, but I'm a tiny bit apprehensive about the fact that I skived IT on Friday and that Viking might mention it to my parents. Oh well, I told Isy in media to tell Viking that I was ill, (Isy's in my media and IT class) so she probably did. I'm dropping IT at the end of this year anyway; it's too much coursework on top of everything else, so I'm thinking of taking up human biology instead.
But yeah, reports. Hannah clearly still loves me. XD I compared this report with my last one and she was equally as nice to me as before. Well, I do suck up to her quite a lot. I just hope I can be amazing at English and get an A, and then she'd really love me. xD
Ooh, I was waiting to go into IT earlier, and I could hear what Megan was listening to on her iPod because her music was really loud, and I was like "OMG IS THAT RENT?"
Naturally a discussion about musicals ensued and I told her about how I'm seeing Wicked for the fourth time at the end of March. I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it! <3
Anyway, you know at the end of my last post I said I kept feeling really dizzy, among other things? Those things still haven't gone away and Charlotte is convinced that it's a psychological problem, rather than a physical one. She made me tell her everything that's wrong and she Googled it, and apparently all the evidence points to the fact that I have a repressed memory buried somewhere in my unconscious mind. Which is slightly unnerving. I don't know what repressed memory could be making me feel like this; but then, I wouldn't, would I? That's why it's repressed. Still, as far as I can remember I had a fairly uneventful childhood. But we'll see what comes of it. Charlotte is determined to cure me - whether or not she's that bothered about me or just wants to be able to say she cured her friend of a psychological problem after only six months of psychology study. I don't think it is psychological at all, but it might work. We'll have to see.
Hannah-from-media and I finally finished our film! Becky and Zoe were excellent in it, especially as I brought the filming forward by a day and sprung it on them that morning. We did come across quite a few problems but I'm very pleased with the way it turned out in the end. I did the editing and directing, among other things, and Hannah was filming, among other things. I think we made a fabulous team. There are a few continuity issues in there but our teacher didn't notice so I guess we've got away with it for now.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZaPQGZT3tyE&feature=email
Anyway, I should be going to bed, so I'll be back to write more... at some point. I will refrain from saying 'soon' as everytime I do it just disappear for months on end.
Toodles, blog.
Molly x
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