So me, Harriet and Natasha spent 3 hours on ChatRoulette about 2 weeks ago. In that time we made a tally chart of how many pork swords we saw. The grand total was 53!! My, my thats a lot of peckers.
By the way, we do actually have lives and are not sex starved fiends - but you're reading my blog so you totally understand time wasting!
Sunday 29 April 2012
Letter to my past, present, and future selves.
Dear day dreamer,
Your hair looked really good yesterday, keep it up. Get better at lipstick application; go for more the look of sophisticated Parisian chic rather than overexcited 4 year old with playdough - there are better ways to be cute.
Stop doing things that make you feel like compost - these include drinking too much alchol, drinking too little water and not sleeping enough. Take care to eat well and find different ways to exercise. Step AROUND the puddles when you have holes in your shoes. Dance and sing in front of people whilst being confident at them. Keep telling, and finding funny 'Knock Knock' jokes. Believe that you can do languages and maths, and use them in your life - the world isn't an extension of school, so just because you got a bad grade in them doesn't mean a t'ing.
This is a big one in many ways, but find a way to not leave things to the last minute - friendships, deadlines, meetings. What you've done so far has worked on some occassions, and on the whole you're not the worst with time management, but time is so precious, so find better ways to value it. Don't give up the ghost when you're starting to feel slightly unsure, you're much better at this than you used to be, but really make an effort to give something your whole energy, right the way through. You never know where it may lead.
Keep on collecting the precious things, and editing out the things that don't matter so much. Work out what matters, hold on tight, and find different ways of showing you care. LISTEN hard and listen good to everyone and everything with a voice. Never believe that anyone is better than you, or that you're better than anyone else. Just believe some people are more suited, have a different skill set - there is no international grading system, and you're still not sure if there is anyone with the right authority who gets to award the gold star and take the register. We're talking about God here, and you're already aware that you're going to spend a lot of time looking around trying to work out how you feel about the bearded man in the cloud.
Trust. Love. Laugh. Listen. Find ways to make these small words a big part of your life. As Roald Dahl's Matilda says, 'Never do anything by halves if you can get away with it, go the whole hog'. Remember that the things that you think and dream about may even come true one day - even the really crazy stuff. You've seen so much sparkles, and you feel so much sparkles inside you, but sometimes it takes several waves of the wand before the magic happens(!) (also, never stop having a childish sense of perspective or humour; remember when you never understood how people grew up, I think you've already realised that the polished professionals are only kidding themselves when they make the distinction between child and adult). Every day look around in wonder of the world, and lap it up; you don't have long.
Love you, always x.
Your hair looked really good yesterday, keep it up. Get better at lipstick application; go for more the look of sophisticated Parisian chic rather than overexcited 4 year old with playdough - there are better ways to be cute.
Stop doing things that make you feel like compost - these include drinking too much alchol, drinking too little water and not sleeping enough. Take care to eat well and find different ways to exercise. Step AROUND the puddles when you have holes in your shoes. Dance and sing in front of people whilst being confident at them. Keep telling, and finding funny 'Knock Knock' jokes. Believe that you can do languages and maths, and use them in your life - the world isn't an extension of school, so just because you got a bad grade in them doesn't mean a t'ing.
This is a big one in many ways, but find a way to not leave things to the last minute - friendships, deadlines, meetings. What you've done so far has worked on some occassions, and on the whole you're not the worst with time management, but time is so precious, so find better ways to value it. Don't give up the ghost when you're starting to feel slightly unsure, you're much better at this than you used to be, but really make an effort to give something your whole energy, right the way through. You never know where it may lead.
Keep on collecting the precious things, and editing out the things that don't matter so much. Work out what matters, hold on tight, and find different ways of showing you care. LISTEN hard and listen good to everyone and everything with a voice. Never believe that anyone is better than you, or that you're better than anyone else. Just believe some people are more suited, have a different skill set - there is no international grading system, and you're still not sure if there is anyone with the right authority who gets to award the gold star and take the register. We're talking about God here, and you're already aware that you're going to spend a lot of time looking around trying to work out how you feel about the bearded man in the cloud.
Trust. Love. Laugh. Listen. Find ways to make these small words a big part of your life. As Roald Dahl's Matilda says, 'Never do anything by halves if you can get away with it, go the whole hog'. Remember that the things that you think and dream about may even come true one day - even the really crazy stuff. You've seen so much sparkles, and you feel so much sparkles inside you, but sometimes it takes several waves of the wand before the magic happens(!) (also, never stop having a childish sense of perspective or humour; remember when you never understood how people grew up, I think you've already realised that the polished professionals are only kidding themselves when they make the distinction between child and adult). Every day look around in wonder of the world, and lap it up; you don't have long.
Love you, always x.
Tuesday 24 April 2012
I know I must be learning because my head and body feels like scrambled eggs.
I remember the time when learning the alphabet was a pretty tall order.
At the moment in rehearsals we're attempting to recreate a French pastoral world of the peasants. Today we had to be wheat. We had to think like wheat, move like wheat, make our eyes look like wheat, breathe like wheat. I'm thinking like 'What?'. Usually it would totes be up my street, I mean, who doesn't want to be a field of wheat? But, surprisingly, going to bed at silly hours, and waking up 15 minutes before rehearsal starts, doesn't equip you with bags of enthusiasm.
Additionally, the most inappropriate bodily functions seem to raise their heads when doing physical theatre. For instance, my partner had to kick me so I rolled over, and then pick up my legs to turn me into a wheelbarrow, and everytime he came to lift my legs I started to need to fart. NOT COOL. I didn't feel brave enough to tell my partner my predicament so I just had to squeeze my bum cheeks together tighter than when you're trying to crack a nut, alongside contorting and tightening all of my other muscles.
I think for today I'm going to stick with what I know...a...b...c...d...e...f...g.......and tomorrow make S-A-Y W-H-A-T into B-E-I-N-G W-H-E-A-T.
At the moment in rehearsals we're attempting to recreate a French pastoral world of the peasants. Today we had to be wheat. We had to think like wheat, move like wheat, make our eyes look like wheat, breathe like wheat. I'm thinking like 'What?'. Usually it would totes be up my street, I mean, who doesn't want to be a field of wheat? But, surprisingly, going to bed at silly hours, and waking up 15 minutes before rehearsal starts, doesn't equip you with bags of enthusiasm.
Additionally, the most inappropriate bodily functions seem to raise their heads when doing physical theatre. For instance, my partner had to kick me so I rolled over, and then pick up my legs to turn me into a wheelbarrow, and everytime he came to lift my legs I started to need to fart. NOT COOL. I didn't feel brave enough to tell my partner my predicament so I just had to squeeze my bum cheeks together tighter than when you're trying to crack a nut, alongside contorting and tightening all of my other muscles.
I think for today I'm going to stick with what I know...a...b...c...d...e...f...g.......and tomorrow make S-A-Y W-H-A-T into B-E-I-N-G W-H-E-A-T.
Monday 23 April 2012
Sunday 22 April 2012
This is me in my 'I'm a total softie' mode.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xQsczo6h78c
Look, in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.
LOVE YOU x
Look, in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.
LOVE YOU x
Wednesday 18 April 2012
5 things that I'm certain of, for now.
Peanut butter sandwhiches with banana are perhaps the most magnificent thing I have ever tasted. Period. Full Stop. End Of.
I really need to take better care of my feet.
If I used the time that I've been thinking about this guy to do my work it probably would have been done by now.
Purple and green works together, every single time.
The man who does the voiceover for 'CILIT BANG' is annoying, no matter how much time has passed.
I really need to take better care of my feet.
If I used the time that I've been thinking about this guy to do my work it probably would have been done by now.
Purple and green works together, every single time.
The man who does the voiceover for 'CILIT BANG' is annoying, no matter how much time has passed.
Saturday 14 April 2012
Want to look like a bag of bones? UM NO, not really.
A dear friend of mine is writing a script to highlight the issues with eating disorders, and the other night we were talking about some of the research he had found on pro - anorexia sites, so I thought I'd check it out for myself, and this is one of many horrifically blunt posts that just gives me more than a few heeebeeejeebees:
I hope whoever feels inspired by these finds a way to undo all of these thoughts, and is able to eventually lead a healthy mental and physical lifestyle.
- Brush your teeth constantly so you won’t be tempted to eat afterwards.
- Wet a rubberband around your wrist. Snap it when you want to eat bad food.
- Clean something gross (toilet, litter box, boyfriend’s closet) when you want to eat. You will not want to eat after cleaning a litter box.
- Keep your hair in good condition so no one will suspect anything.
- Get a job so you’ll have to work through meal times.
Wednesday 11 April 2012
As an extension of my illustrative previous post, here we go.
I have literally loved EVERY SECOND of this Easter holiday - done so many exciting things, and have met some really lovely new people, and have opened some pretty exciting doors for the future. I could yadda on about how radient and fabulous time off has been.
But I wish I could have had all that I have been doing, with all of the people who are precious to me. I miss curling up in cafes with pillows and nestled into the corners of a sofa with a bunch of friends whose toes and legs are all entwinned, a cup of tea and cake balanced on our stomachs and having THE MOST indepth conversations about....toenails? eyebrows? floorboards? It can be ANYTHING, but with the right people it always feels like the biggest SOMETHING.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is....I'd like to make you a mixed tape. I mean, make a holiday card with you. Aaah, you know it.
But I wish I could have had all that I have been doing, with all of the people who are precious to me. I miss curling up in cafes with pillows and nestled into the corners of a sofa with a bunch of friends whose toes and legs are all entwinned, a cup of tea and cake balanced on our stomachs and having THE MOST indepth conversations about....toenails? eyebrows? floorboards? It can be ANYTHING, but with the right people it always feels like the biggest SOMETHING.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is....I'd like to make you a mixed tape. I mean, make a holiday card with you. Aaah, you know it.
Tuesday 10 April 2012
Shocking news.
I own 2 pieces of denim. I'll pause for effect. I plan to extend the set and get denim socks, knickers, a bra, a top, a ring, some earrings, a bracelet, a necklace, a hair band - all made from denim and wear them at the same time.
You have been warned. This will happen.
You have been warned. This will happen.
Friday 6 April 2012
So I seem to have wrapped myself up in a Couchsurfing nest.
I'm organising a Norwich photo scavenger hunt for CSrs, a promotional event at The Forum, and writing two newspaper features for the student papers, and as such, am spending about 85% of my day thinking and talking about Couchsurfing. And you know what? Its making me love it more! I really love that it can be used LITERALLY worldwide, and it can be whatever you want/need it to be. In a world where there is so much hate, and war, and mistrust, I am so happy and honoured to be part of something so beautiful and simple as trusting someone you don't have a personal history with, as if they were a member of your family.
COR BLIMEY! Hell yes. Ding dong.
If you want to check it out: www.couchsurfing.org
COR BLIMEY! Hell yes. Ding dong.
If you want to check it out: www.couchsurfing.org
Thursday 5 April 2012
Writing emails like a pro.
Hope the sun is shining through your window and your boobs are well copped.
Best wishes,
Kate Marks.
Best wishes,
Kate Marks.
Wednesday 4 April 2012
Harbouring a Hamster: Its harder than you think.
My cleaner is out there. Me and Banquo are on silent mode - he's hiding under his nest of ripped up paper, and well, I don't have any ripped up paper but I sure am being quiet.
Which is a bit tricky because I'm SO excited, I can barely sit still. I'm getting involved with this promotional day at the Forum on the 13th of April for Couchsurfing. PLUS, I emailed the Concrete editor and asked if I could write a feature about it, which may include interviews and stuff. WAHOOO! Which is doubley exciting considering yesterday I wrote my 'Bucket list', and by doing this activity I would be fullfilling my desire to 'write a feature in Concrete' and 'get more involved in the couchsurfing Norwich community'. EEEEEEEEEK. I'm also, following the success and enjoyment of mine and Ed's, going to try and get on the road a photo scavenger hunt around Norwich for Couchsurfers, so we can get to know each other a bit more! I think they seem really active, so hopefully I can mingle like a pringle at a party with them (I mean being wanted more of, rather than being crunched to oblivion. O, metaphors you ellude me!).
I'll probably upload some of the photo scavenger photos soon - we got some good 'uns. My personal favourites are mine and Ed's names inscribed in cow poop (Ed did the writing,,,what a gent!), me kissing a 50 year old (well, I think he was older, and its not my favourite because it was a PLEASURABLE experience, but definitely a ding dongingly daring experience), me flipping burgers in a kebab shop (although in one of the photos one of the members of staff is miming killing me with a knife...), me naked in a field (Bless Ed, he didn't know where to look! But its definitely more envigorating than you'd think!).
This weekend I'm hoping to hitchike to London to see my sister and brother in law as they've just moved house which is FLIPPING exciting because they are lovely together, apart, and VERY good at making a house look really pretty. SO can't wait to see what they've made of it! Also, hoping to see my friend James who I met doing TEFL last year, and we've arranged, and failed to meet up SO many times, but hopefully he'll be back from Barcelona and I'll have enough time.
Plus many other exciting jaunts, but right now I'm going to (and by going to, I mean that I will do it, and not get distracted like yesterday!) read the script and start researching for a performance I'm doing in 2 weeks, which is inspired by these funky yahoos:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkBLseora7A
Which is a bit tricky because I'm SO excited, I can barely sit still. I'm getting involved with this promotional day at the Forum on the 13th of April for Couchsurfing. PLUS, I emailed the Concrete editor and asked if I could write a feature about it, which may include interviews and stuff. WAHOOO! Which is doubley exciting considering yesterday I wrote my 'Bucket list', and by doing this activity I would be fullfilling my desire to 'write a feature in Concrete' and 'get more involved in the couchsurfing Norwich community'. EEEEEEEEEK. I'm also, following the success and enjoyment of mine and Ed's, going to try and get on the road a photo scavenger hunt around Norwich for Couchsurfers, so we can get to know each other a bit more! I think they seem really active, so hopefully I can mingle like a pringle at a party with them (I mean being wanted more of, rather than being crunched to oblivion. O, metaphors you ellude me!).
I'll probably upload some of the photo scavenger photos soon - we got some good 'uns. My personal favourites are mine and Ed's names inscribed in cow poop (Ed did the writing,,,what a gent!), me kissing a 50 year old (well, I think he was older, and its not my favourite because it was a PLEASURABLE experience, but definitely a ding dongingly daring experience), me flipping burgers in a kebab shop (although in one of the photos one of the members of staff is miming killing me with a knife...), me naked in a field (Bless Ed, he didn't know where to look! But its definitely more envigorating than you'd think!).
This weekend I'm hoping to hitchike to London to see my sister and brother in law as they've just moved house which is FLIPPING exciting because they are lovely together, apart, and VERY good at making a house look really pretty. SO can't wait to see what they've made of it! Also, hoping to see my friend James who I met doing TEFL last year, and we've arranged, and failed to meet up SO many times, but hopefully he'll be back from Barcelona and I'll have enough time.
Plus many other exciting jaunts, but right now I'm going to (and by going to, I mean that I will do it, and not get distracted like yesterday!) read the script and start researching for a performance I'm doing in 2 weeks, which is inspired by these funky yahoos:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkBLseora7A
Tuesday 3 April 2012
In other news, this is pretty funny, and you can fully appreciate it after you've watched Jurassic Park.
http://trextrying.tumblr.com/page/3
I walked 120,000 steps, and 60 miles, and came home to a hamster named Banquo.
So - get this. I don't just write banal posts about the essays that I havn't written/hate writing/am avoiding writing, but I also do long distance walks.
Well, I did a long distance walk. Past tense. There's no way that I'm still doing it now. Right now I'm fully installed into my pyjamas, chillin' with Mr Banquo - a friend's hamster I'm looking after (Sir Banquo to his inferiors, thank you very much) and I plan to write my 'Bucket list' today, skype with some lovely people, watch a movie, write some letters, read some stuff, have dinner with a friend, and generally CHILL OUT.
I keep on having flashbacks to the walk. In parts it was like being one of the fellowship from Lord of The Rings, and other times it was like being dropped into a vat of lava. There were some moments in the mid of this scale, but they were few and far between. I'll write about the highlights when the lowlights (uuur BLISTERS) have gone down and I start waxing lyrical about 'the journey' and 'finding so much out about the world, and myself'. But right now its all about the blisters and Banquo.
Well, I did a long distance walk. Past tense. There's no way that I'm still doing it now. Right now I'm fully installed into my pyjamas, chillin' with Mr Banquo - a friend's hamster I'm looking after (Sir Banquo to his inferiors, thank you very much) and I plan to write my 'Bucket list' today, skype with some lovely people, watch a movie, write some letters, read some stuff, have dinner with a friend, and generally CHILL OUT.
I keep on having flashbacks to the walk. In parts it was like being one of the fellowship from Lord of The Rings, and other times it was like being dropped into a vat of lava. There were some moments in the mid of this scale, but they were few and far between. I'll write about the highlights when the lowlights (uuur BLISTERS) have gone down and I start waxing lyrical about 'the journey' and 'finding so much out about the world, and myself'. But right now its all about the blisters and Banquo.
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