Lots to do (also know as: Freedom from purpose)

Christmas shopping, is almost complete, I know it's super early but I want to get it all done because I know I have so many deadlines close to Christmas. My aim was to have everything bought before the 1st December. This is going well. The only person I have left to buy anything for is Joe, and that is simple, one trip into town to buy lots of American sweets (yes I know it sounds like a lame present, but he had some of his budget left and that is what he chose because he is a little man child. Hahahahaha). Well, I'm waiting for two presents to arrive from amazon, but other than those and joe's presents, everything is wrapped as well. I'm great at Christmas! I love Christmas shopping, and as soon as it's December 1st I'm putting up Christmas decorations in my room, and we have a tree and lights for the house but need baubles and tinsel and stuff so we need to buy those then we can christmas up our house! Yay! 

I'm currently planning the Christmas show at work as well. It's hard going but I know the kids will love it. I know what I'm doing with the inters, they gave me lots of ideas last week so I'm currently writing a script for them, but for the juniors - it's a different story. There's like 18 of them and I don't know what to do! I think I might do some kinda of Santa's workshop thing but I don't know HOW I want to do it. Hmmm

I'm going out tonight with the girls, because we haven't all been out together since Elisha's birthday and to be honest I need a break. I haven't been out since the end of October and I can afford it now that I'm working. So yeah, I don't need to justify it to anyone, let alone myself. I'm borrowing one of Amy's dresses.

THE POSTMAN JUST CAME AND DELIVERED ONE OF MY PACKAGES I WAS WAITING FOR, so naturally I stopped writing this post and wrapped it. So now it's only one parcel I'm waiting for for Christmas presents.

Um now I've lost my train of thought and I don't want to force it to come back. I have a headache and the washing machine is being waaaaaaaay too loud. We're going out tonight, oh I already said that, but yeah so I'm trying to get lots of work done before 5pm so I can forget about it all and know today was productive, 

I need to start my 20th century essay. Hmm. I read Blasted last night, it was a horrible play, it really made me uncomfortable, so I know I'm not gonna look forward to talking about it in class over the next couple of weeks, so I'm like 98% sure I'm not going to use it in my essay, so technically nothing is stopping me from starting my essay now. I have narrowed it down to 3 questions, but one I would be worried I would run out of things to say, another one is worded oddly so I'd be worried id misunderstand it and the third one seems like the obvious choice and the one that everyone will pick. Hmm I don't know, I'm pretty sure though I know which two plays I'm doing. Well I know one for definite, and I thought I knew the second one but I'm not so sure now that we've looked at the homecoming. Ahh I should probably ask Sue for her opinion. Mental note - email Sue. 

This is an incredibly long post in which I'm not really saying a lot. But I'm waiting for my laptop to restart from doing an update, so I kinda want to keep writing. Doing this blog is definitely therapeutic. Like it just lets me write for no reason at all and that's nice, to not have a reason, to just write and write about anything I like until I don't want to anymore. It's freedom from purpose. Yeah I like that. I'm gonna call this post that, freedom from purpose. Ha it sounds kinda philosophical. I'm not trying to be, it just came out like that. Oh well.

My laptop is back on now, so back on to script writing. Ramble over. 

Dada inspired iTunes poetry

So, I took the first ten songs from shuffle in iTunes. I then took the first line from these ten songs, jumbled them up and this is it!

This city never sleeps, that is what they all say. I'm a cloud drifting by, you said things would never change. Look who's digging their own grave, daydreamer, oh if you could see me now. Time it took us to where the water was, dripping tears from the sky, sitting on the sea. You won't be around forever girl, soaking up the sun. You cool your bed-warm hands down but sometimes they get rearranged. You gotta grab life with both hands. The birds they sang, on the broken radiator. I hear the people walk by when it's late, the break of day.

The long awaited video diary. HAHA

A day in the life of me.

Joe's alarm went off at 6am. Woke Joe and Indo (who was sleeping on the sofa in the lounge.) I peed. They chatted. They decided against whatever the hell they were planning to do that early in the morning. We went back to sleep. My alarm went off at 7:30. I snoozed twice. I got up and showered. I came downstairs and got dressed and made a cup of tea, waking Indo up on the process. I apologised and went to my room. I put on my make up and dried my hair. I packed my bag and woke Joe. I made some toast and ate it whilst Joe put my socks and shoes on for me as I was running a little late now. I locked my room, said bye to the boys and left. I put my headphones in and started my walk. I felt a tap on my shoulder when I was half way down the road. Joe had left his bag in my room and I had locked it when I left. So he ran back with my keys, got his back, locked my room and ran my keys back out to me. My wall to uni was pretty rushed as this had made me even later. I arrived at uni on time. We had making performance this morning which was fun. We went to spend some time in the Mumford and then back to rehearsals. Joe came into our production meeting after the rehearsal as he is creating an image for us for our piece. We had the meeting, took the photos and he and I went to coslette cafe for some lunch. I had BBQ mini cheddars which are my absolute favourite. I then left uni and headed into town. I went to primark, new look and the apple store. I bought a new phone case (which in hindsight I don't really like, so I will return it) from a strange guy who worked there and made me feel uncomfortable. I then had my genii so appointment at 2pm and got a new phone. I returned to uni, found Elisha and sat in the open access area doing a little bit of work. Joe messaged me to say he and Indo had finished their lecture early. We left uni and got a cheeky KFC on the way home. We walked home and talked about dogs. I'm going to get a sausage dog and call him Montague (Monty for short) when I have my own house. We reached indo's house (where Joe is staying at the moment too). We said bye and I continued my walk home. There were some strange looking men so i walked rather fast. When I arrived home I brought the bin in as it had been emptied today and noticed a Jiffy bag shoved under the porch. I removed it and saw it was for my housemate Elisha. I unlocked the door and saw a delivery note from Hermes. I was desperate for a wee so I came in to use the loo, then went back out to retrieve my parcel, which the delivery note had told me was near the garden gate. I brought it inside and opened it. It was my dad's Christmas present. I shall wrap it later. I sat down, took my shoes and coat off, plugged my phone in to my laptop to restore from my back up and wrote this post. And here we are. 

Video diaryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Again I haven't posted in a little while. All I seem to have been doing lately is uni work, job work, housework and missing home! HOWEVER, I am working on a video diary this week, so come Friday I should have some footage to upload to my blog of my thrilling life over the course of a week. 

I know you'll all be waiting for it with much excitement - haha!!

Guest lecturer - Dr Gareth Farmer

In our lecture this week, we were fortunate enough to have a guest lecturer, Dr Gareth Farmer. We looked at some different ways of generating text and it was really quite enjoyable. Below is an image of the three exercises we did with him.