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Showing posts with label blog. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 June 2015

Friday, 28 November 2014

Clyne Gardens

Trip to Clyne Gardens in Swansea, Just 10 minutes on the bus from the university.



Viewer discretion advised: There is some really hard hitting tragedy at the end. 

Thursday, 24 July 2014

Long post alert:

I drew these pictures for the kids at work. Each group of kids is going to get given a picture from each category (character, animal, object, setting) they then have to include all of the drawings in a play that they will write and then perform in their groups. I really hope this goes well and the kids enjoy it, plus, if it goes well it makes me look good and I really want to get a job as the autistic TA if I don't get into uni this year. Wish me luck, and I'm sorry for the long post.

Saturday, 12 July 2014

This is why I don't try new things.

A friend and I attempted at making a TARDIS cake for our friend's birthday. We tried, and we failed...Miserably.

We managed to capture, on film, the mental breakdown I had when the true extent of our failure was realised. Our expectations had been so high, we were destined to fail.

However, despite it bearing no resemblance to the TARDIS, it actually tasted pretty delicious, which is a small victory for two people who aren't exactly skilled in the kitchen. We also managed to create a pretty funny video as a second present that he can watch at anytime and regret his choice in friends...






Monday, 30 June 2014

How I write poems

I've had a lot of people asking me on here and on Tumblr and in real life how I write my poems, like, what is my process. In truth, I don't really have one. Most of the time I hear a line on TV or in a song that I like the sound of and the rest of the poem just follows in like a cascade of pathetic emotions.

I've only performed poetry once at an open mic event thing, and when people asked me afterwards what inspired me to write the poem, I replied with 'its all just whining'. As much as I love reading and writing poems, I can't help but think that most of it is just people moaning about their lives in flouncy language. But hey, everyone needs to vent in some way.

Anyway, I keep all my first drafts of my poems and they pretty much sum up my 'process'. It's just trial and error and a lot of scribbles. For example:

Sunday, 8 June 2014

I'm stuck in a room.

I'm stuck in an empty room in an empty flat because the wind slammed shut a door with no handle. I've been in here 2 hours and my flat mate doesn't get home for 4 more hours....

I'm so bored, and hungry...I ate my last Reese's peanut butter cup an hour ago and the dead flies on the window sill are starting to look appetising.

This is the most bored I think I have ever been...

Tuesday, 27 May 2014

My first time in the sea

Apparently it's pretty unusual to get to 18 years old and not ever have been in the sea.

I spent a day at the beach with my friends yesterday for the first time in my life and it's the most amazing place in the world. I want to go back everyday, and I will never leave it 18 years to let my kids experience the sea

(PS it's massive)




I made a video of the day, Music: Kooks - Seaside and See the world




Sunday, 18 May 2014

Hat hat hat

Bought a hat in a vain attempt to stop all my hair falling out. Hooray for hats

Pimped my hearing aids

I'm pretty sure these things are for children under 10 with mums who are trying to make the concept of having to wear hearing aids more appealing.
But why the hell can't I have jazzed up HAs aswell??


Tuesday, 22 April 2014

Met Alan Davies!

I went to see Alan Davies last night at the Cambridge Corn Exchange and it was one of the best stand up shows I have ever seen there. We were seated right at the back but it didn't matter at all. It helps that it's quite a small venue but the jokes would have been funny if they were told from several miles away!
We were lucky enough to meet him by the stage door afterwards and have a chat and a photo. He looked absolutely exhausted, but he still made an effort to talk to everyone that was there.
It's weird how you can learn a lot about someone through their stand up (especially if it's observational or about family life - like Alan Davies' is). I learnt that his mother died when he was very young. You would think that having to live through something that sad would not lead to a career in stand up comedy, but I have found the complete opposite is true. Every good stand up I have ever met or heard of has gone through something terrible in their life, like a family members death, a parents divorce, an abusive relationship, mental illness, etc'.
All comedy is pain + time.
You just have to wait for the memory to be distant enough, then you can make it funny, and then it's like it never happened.