Blogger, I am sorry.

I have been neglecting you nearly as badly as I've neglected YouTube. Well, not quite that badly...I have been keeping up with the blogs I follow, whereas I haven't watched any of my subscriptions. My Internet is ridiculous and nothing will load past thirty seconds, so there's no point even trying.

So what have I been up to? I'm back at school now so it's been homework, uni applications, volunteering in the Music department and epic piles of books on my desk next to my laptop. It's a strange collection:

• The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
• Love and Longing by various authors
• A View from the Bridge by Arthur Miller
• The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and My Hyde by R.L. Stevenson
• Whigs, Radicals and Liberals 1815-1914 by some historian called Watts
• Hamlet by Shakespeare (but if you didn't know that, what is wrong with you?)
• The Aeneid by Virgil
• Oh What A Lovely War which apparently doesn't have an author...interesting...

Add to that my digital camera, the notebook in which I write down all the books I read, my school pencil case, the Gossip Girl season 1 boxset, a congratulations card from my family after my AS results, a Harry Potter mug full of pens and pencils, a pack of Post-It notes, a packet of tissues with sheep on them and many other miscellaneous items and you get an idea of how hectic my life is getting.

I have managed to get rid of some of the commitments I had last year, such as Junior Orchestra where I played percussion and my dancing lessons. It was really sad leaving my dance school after 12 years and I sent a tear-stained thank you card to my dancing teachers, but it's for the best. I already have too much on my plate. By which I mean I shouldn't be writing this - I should be doing my personal statement and research for my Drama homework.

Also, this is my 50th blogpost. I think I've just reached a milestone...go me!

Bye

<3

I promise there'll be more Edinburgh tomorrow...

But for tonight, it's all about Dorian Gray.

Oh. My. Gosh. It's such a good film. But absolutely terrifying! I don't normally 'do' horror and I had no clue it would be so scary when I suggested it to my friends.

But oh my goodness.

Words cannot express how I feel right now. I'm not sure how I feel. It was awesome. Literally. I am in awe. I want the DVD now, but the film only opened today so it will be a long, long time before the DVD's available.

Aaaarrrrgggghhh I need to go to bed before my brain explodes. I am so tired.

Also, I got my dress for my friend's 18th today. It makes me happy.

Bye

<3

Och aye, I've been oot and aboot...

If ever a time was fitting for a gratuitous Doctor Who quote, this is that time.

As you should know, I was in Edinburgh Sunday and Monday for the university open day. And my God, it was fantastic! The uni, the city...I loved everything about it.

Me and my friend Rachel got the train from Liverpool at half one on Sunday afternoon. We battled our way to a table, knocking small children and old ladies out of the way to secure decent seats (okay, that was a slight exaggeration...but we would've done, had it been necessary). On the first train, which was headed for Blackpool *shudders* and stopped at Preston which was where we changed, we tried and failed to get any work done and really just ate a copious amount of Pringles and laughed a lot. We changed at Preston and were not as successful at the table-getting this time. We had to sit on the floor for part of the journey, and dived into some spare seats when people left. We spent the rest of the journey in silence, as we were sitting opposite each other and trapping two complete strangers into their seats. It was very awkward, especially since the guy sitting next to Rachel kept looking around the carriage and whenever I looked up he'd accidentally catch my eye and then we both looked away, embarrassed. But then we got to Edinburgh Waverley and were overwhelmed by the whole thing.

After a struggle to get out of the station, and then to get ourselves onto the right road for the Travelodge we were staying in, we finally got to where my Google Maps printout said it should be. Following the instructions exactly, we found our way down a back alley to some industrial-sized bins and amused-looking binmen, who laughed openly at us as we aimlessly wandered into their courtyard, saw them and scuttled back down the alley. It took a frantic phone call to my parents and a lot of wandering for us to realise that Google Maps had sent us the quickest way to the postcode we'd provided it with, not the right way. We soon found the front of the Travelodge and got all checked in, and then went out again to look for the uni.

We found the campus pretty easily, after passing a gorgeous copy of Hamlet in a charity shop which I subsequently bought the following day and a woman playing a harp in a cafe. A harp. A freakin' harp. That is why I love Edinburgh. If someone tried that round where I live, they'd be beaten to death with their own harp. We wandered around the campus, marvelling at the lack of graffiti and the general university-ness of the place. It was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning.

Then we went back to the Travelodge, got a pizza from the bar-cafe thing and took it back to our room. We ate that and ate more Pringles, and some Oreos and I ate seven lollipops in the space of forty-five minutes. We then watched the second half of the Mask which neither of us had seen, and found it unreasonably funny. This was probably the result of the amount of sugar we had consumed. It really wasn't that funny. Then we watched United 93. That was the most horrible film I've seen in a long time, because I wasn't even aware that it happened. I am not going on a plane any time soon, I can tell you that.

In case you can't tell, I'm flagging a little now. I'll tell you about Monday tomorrow.

Bye

<3

Two words for you:

Tim. Minchin.

Look him up. YouTube, Google, whatever. Just promise me you'll do it?

He is an Australian singing comedian and an actual genius and I love him long time.

His comedy might not be to everyone's tastes, and if you are easily offended by strong language or blasphemy, maybe you should steer clear. But everyone else, check him out.

He makes my life happy.

And when you've had a look, let me know what you think.

I am so annoyed, because I discovered him about three days ago...the same day he was performing in Manchester. Just a few weeks earlier, and I could've been there! Oh well...fingers crossed for a 2010 UK tour.

Right, I'm going to bed now because I'm going to Edinburgh tomorrow but before that, I have to go to the first meeting of the youth am-dram musical theatre group I'm part of. So early morning is necessary for packing and showering and whatnot.

I'll fill you in on my Scottish adventure when I return, as I won't have my laptop while I'm there and therefore, won't be able to tell you stuff as I go along.

Bye

<3

Envy has turned my brain apparently.

I had two dreams last night.

One of them was about when my school orchestra went to Paris and ended up with us all being led off to this cult thing by these really hot guys. That dream is not the dream this blog will discuss. If anyone wants to know more about that dream, you can ask but I think that all it really reveals is that my brain is demented and has taken to playing little horror movies in my head while I'm asleep. I don't know what that says about me.

Anyway, on with the other, much nicer, dream:

I am so cool. This dream has shown me just how cool I am. I now dream about the Internet. Oh, that's right. I wish that weren't true, but it is. Well...not really the Internet as such, but more about people on the Internet. Does that make it better?

Alrighty, so basically, I dreamt that I was wandering around Liverpool with some friends as I often do and then we turned a corner and suddenly I was by the London Eye. My friends had disappeared and I was just standing there on that bit of grass by the London Eye looking like a loner and a fool. I turned round and saw a HUGE group of people and that's when it hit me. I had somehow been transported from Liverpool to the Summer in the City gathering. Apparently, my disappointment and jealousy of everyone who was going gave me the power to Apparate.

And then I was just there and had lots of fun and met loads of amazing people...and then I woke up.

I am definitely going to SitC 2010. For sure.

I'd better do a proper blog soon, considering in my latest video I shouted repeatedly at my subscribers to all come and read my blog.

Bye

<3