As a result of one person voting that I should have my own musical, I’ve gone and written it, only joking, but if I did, it would be very indie and glittery, I always imagine my life as a film though, a cool indie film, not a musical, there are more practicalities with theatre, like it’s hard to fit a motorway on stage and do interesting artsy shots, like the crane shots they seem to be so fond of on Neighbours at the moment.
In other news, I have twitter now, my username is sugaland_tx which I think Livvi may understand, so hopefully that makes her feel “in the know”. Thank you everyone who told me well done for my exam results, it gave me a nice warm fuzzy feeling. However there is the comedown. When I worried that “all [I] ever do with my life is just photosynthesise” I am worried about this, and feel perhaps Frank Turner should have a guide on how to do more with your life on his FAQs page.
Also, using “in other news” for its true purpose, the idea of Suga: the musical was stolen from ‘Parisa the musical’ which will open first and be a resounding success. Aren’t I good at saying the right thing?
Yesterday we went to Bluewater in Kent [I always forget that Kent is south of Essex, I somehow think it is near North-West London] and I got a lovely skirt from H&M, it’s grey and to me seems quite 50s, I love the 50s full skirts style, but for that you need a proper waist, I’m kind of straight up and down and then some hips, well anyway they had sizes 8, 10 and 14 so I got a 10 but now I worry it’s too tight, it puts a lot of pressur on my midriff/ribs. But everyone is always telling me I must be a 10, and I wonder, is this because a) they are deluded and see me as thin just because I don’t eat much in front of them, b) I am deluded and I actually am thin, just too stupid to accept the nice compliments, c) the way I dress makes me look thinner than I am… alright that’s enough thinking about that
I have these weird insect bites on my legs, they are very itchy and red and the pharmacist gave me some cream but it didn’t work too well so I went to the doctor today who gave me a different cream
I woke up at about 3:40 this morning cause I was hungry and itchy, I went downstairs had three biscuits and some juice and watch Virgin Cooks and Underage and Pregnant on BBC3, then went back to bed.
Broadway Calls is not a song lyric, but the name of a punk band
Oh dear! I think I forgot to add tags to some of my posts… bad! I like tags!