Last Thursday I got Catherine to watch the entire first series of Being Human and she loved it. Just wanted to tell you.

The big news is about Saturday, which was when I went to see Wicked in London, whoop whoop. A sixteen hour day. Sixteen! And here’s how it went:
I woke up at half past eight in the morning, and, y’know… got ready. This was what I wore, so I basically looked like a walking New Look advertisement, but what can I say? I stuck to the Gelphie theme of pink and green, of course, being the little fangirl that I am. =3 The bag was the most complicated bit; because, being me, I had to take something for every possible situation that I could get myself into throughout the day. Here is a list of what I decided I needed:

• Paper soap. In case there were none in the toilets we visited. Clean hands, whoop whoop.
• Three packets of tissues. As a hayfever sufferer, I began taking tissues with me EVERYWHERE when I was about twelve. I have now become known as the tissue lady, who everyone asks for tissues whenever they need one. This has caused the necessity for an increase in tissue supplies, so there is enough to go around. Hehe.
• Bottled water. To… erm… drink, of course. It also combines as hand washing water to go with the paper soap.
• Pink lipstick. The colour I put on in the morning. Please note I did not use this all day.
• Green lipstick. Because I have green lipstick and we were going to Wicked. I also didn’t use this all day.
• Pink and green nailvarnish. Incase I felt the need to neaten my nails. I didn’t.
• Foundation, powder, blusher and mascara. Also never used.
• Sweets – toffees, imperial mints, two packets of chewits, mentos and fruitella.
• Snacks – two go ahead yoghurt bars and an apple.
• My phone. Because I didn’t fancy being stranded in London/Cardiff, depending on when I needed to phone someone – getting stranded in a city is one of the scariest things I can think of. Too many crowds. I loathe cities, they scare me.
• My ipod, for the bus journey.
• My camera, for picture taking.
• A purse, with money for buying things.
• Another purse with money for buying things, incase the first one got lost or stolen.
• Some paper and a pen. Because my encounter with a certain Matt Smith last year means I now take something that I could get an autograph on everywhere I go… as long as I remember, anyway. I suppose I’ve always got the tissues. xD

So yeah, my bag was, as usual, bursting. He.

I went down my friend’s house to catch the train down to Cardiff. As per usual, she asked for my ticket because I’m a wimp and knowing me I’d have gotten off at the wrong station or something. Off the train we ran for the bus, and it started to absolutely tip down. Torrential rain. The human statue guy leapt off his little podium thingy to try and find shelter, it was quite amusing. What was not amusing, however, was the fact that my jacket was completely saturated with rain water even though I had been under an umbrella. Rargh. Rargh. Rargh.

We discovered that the bus did not plan on stopping for pit stops on the way to London, and so we all decided to use the loo on the bus. The bus started to move as I was in the little cubicle. Weirdest, and most disgusting, experience of my life. TMI, I know, but ugh… they could at least febreeze the place between each trip!

When we got to London we had three hours to spare before the show, so we shopped a bit, and took lots of pictures. Twas fun. I bought my father a birthday present, because I’m nice like that.

And then we went inside. It didn’t feel real, if I’m honest. I’ve been a fan of the show for around four years, but this was the first time that I saw it live, and I couldn’t quite believe that I was there. Our seats were really high up, but the view was fair enough. You couldn’t really see all that much expression, and you could see the guides on the stage, but I couldn’t have been less bothered.

I don’t really know what to say about the show itself. I mean… it was Wicked. You expect the people to be talented, y’know? Rachel Tucker’s No Good Deed was absolutely immense. Dadadada. I dont know what to say. I loved it? And I bought my first ever piece of Wicked merchandise in the shape of the green flowery t-shirt. <3

We didn’t get back until Cardiff until half past two in the morning, and it took another hour for me to get home because we dropped one of my friends off on the way. =) I got home, had a cup of tea and a piece of toast, and went to sleep.

Sunday

I didn’t get a lie in on the next day – Easter, to most people, but Dad’s birthday to me. I almost forgot it was Easter, to be honest, after the excitement of the day before. I got quite a lot of Easter eggs, in my opinion, and a book off my brother and sister in law. <3 My mother set up the entire house as an egg hunt for my nieces to find as well, but they didn’t actually end up coming over – they spent the day at their other Nan’s – which was quite sad.

We went out for a meal for my father’s birthday. A pub lunch, nothing fancy. But it tasted really, really, really awesome. We were the only ones there too, I don’t know if that’s a good thing. The first time we went there it was full and I had my back to everyone, which I hate. It makes me feel awfully self conscious. I prefer to be able to sort of… survey the room. xD However, because we were the only ones there the bar staff paid us much more attention; it was nice of them to do so, because it’s their job, but I’m not a fan of conversing with people I don’t know. Rah.

After eating we just went for a drive, basically, all over the mountains to see some lambs. Yay.

Doctor Who

I adored it, basically. Matt and Karen were both awesome, and it had some of the best lines ever. Looking back, Prisoner 0 wasn’t all that fantastic a villain, but it was a nice start to what I expect will be a fantastic series. =)

I will start by writing about last Tuesday, which is when some friends and I went to see another friend playing Belle in Beauty and the Beast for a local theatre production. I always love seeing my friends in the theatre; it always shocks me as to how talented they really are. I mean, I know they’re talented, any fool can see that, but when I see them on stage I realise how much they actually hold back when they’re singing in school. I was especially impressed when my friend sang “A Change in Me” ((This Song, in case you didn’t know.)) We were all super proud of her. =D

However, of course, we did go and see it on opening night, and so there were a few ‘flaws’ – that is to say, my friends and I didn’t really see them as flaws, because they were hilarious while still not affecting the great standard of acting, or ruining the story, I don’t think the people involved in the production would feel the same way, though. When the Beast made his big entrance, the first thing one of my friends said was “Look! The Beast is Brian May!” and then five minutes later my other friend whispers “He looks like Brian May!”, having not heard my first friend. This, of course, meant that we couldn’t take the Beast’s costume seriously throughout the rest of the production. It was the wig, to be quite fair, although we later decided that the eyebrows and face paint also added a bit of the Grinch in there. Either way, he didn’t look 100% Beast like, more like a normal bloke with a bit of a facial hair problem, and maybe a skin condition on his hands. ((My friend who played Belle has told us that he used a mask for the rest of the nights, so we know this changed.))

This revelation caused myself and one of my friends to laugh whenever the Beast did a certain expression, or pulled a certain pose. I couldn’t stop laughing during his big serious ballad, but I don’t think I was so loud as to annoy the people around me. The Beast’s cape also fell around the front a few times, so it looked a bit like a novelty tie, and at one point his wig slipped off and my friend had to put it back on. Not to mention one of the dancing spoons nearly took out another cast member when the spoon became dislodged from his costume.

But no, this blog implies that it was a shambles, but it really was good. And it’s a difficult musical to pull off when you don’t have a broadway budget. I think they did really well. The Beast’s transformation was especially good, because you really couldn’t tell that he was… de-Beasting himself? As he was lying down. Obviously the pulling off of the wig was noticeable, but the actor sort of slipped it forward, so it looked more like the hair was growing back into his scalp than the removal of the wig. I don’t think kids would have noticed it, which is who the show was aimed at, I assume. Their Lumiere was absolutely hilarious, and there was the one scene where Belle and Lumiere are following Cogsworth around the castle, who is giving a detailed tour. Lumiere and Belle are rather bored, and begin to fidget and such behind Cogsworth’s back. I loved them all in this scene, it was so funny!

I did write two paragraphs about my art coursework deadline on Friday, but I fear that one of my teachers might find this website in the future, and I don’t think I want them to read. Long story short, I really love art, but getting so much negative criticism on things that I put so much effort into can be difficult. Especially when it’s not all that constructive.

On Friday night my group of friends all went and watched films in Elly’s basement. My mother made more cakes for the occasion, because it is her talent, lol – we got butterfly cakes with buttercream and grated flake. =D We watched Chicago and Up!, both of which were very entertaining. There was a girl with us who had never seen Chicago before, and as the rest of us had it was funny to see her reactions. She jumped so much at the shooting/hanging scenes. xD

The tables were turned when we watched Up!, because I had never seen that one before, and I was convinced the montage at the beginning was a fantasy sequence. I got awfully confused at to why a small child would fantasise all those traumatising events. Of course, it turned out that they were actually reality, which is probably worse. I enjoyed the film – lots of people quote it, and I don’t think I remember it enough to do that, but it was entertaining, so.. yeah.

Oh, and I got to eat the last rolo. Hehe. ^.^

The rest of my weekend was spent watching the Simpsons in my bed. A lot of my friends went out to a party on Saturday night but I’m such a rebel I didn’t go… And now it’s Monday. Nothing all that interesting has happened today, so I guess I’ll end my blog there. Wait! A new KFC opened in my town today. That’s what happened today.

I feel like a bit rant, or opinion would be fun. But as of yet I don’t have anything to rant of give opinions about. =o

One of my friend's meals.

When we got there, things seemed fine – we all paid, after discovering the meal was double what we thought it would be, but it was an all you can eat buffet, so we figured we’d make the most of our money in the long run.

I tried fried seaweed – something that I had never tried before. I don’t usually try new things, but it was seaweed, how could you not want to figure out what that tasted like? To be honest, I didn’t like it. Firstly, it was like a ball of hair or wire on the plate, because it had been grated, or something. This made it very difficult to eat as little bits kept falling through the fork, and it was just a messy affair. When I stated to eat it, it was so weird, I was expecting it to be salty but it was really sweet. Very sickly, in fact. Still, I guess some people like that, no?

I ended up eating two plates of food – chips, chicken balls, popcorn chicken, egg fried rice, chicken fried rice, onion rings and the seaweed. I also had a bowl of icecream and a pint of pineapple juice. Looking back, that meal was so unhealthy that I kind of regret it, but oh well, there’s nothing I can do about it now. I’ll just eat lots of vegetables this/next week to try and even the balance out. xD

Some of the people I went with scraped all their leftovers – including desserts into a bowl, and as it was the leftovers of five/six people the bowl was quite full. And I must say, it was a disgusting concotion. I think the main incredient was primarily ice cream, but there was orange peel, a few chips, some noodles and a poppadom in there as well, among other things. My friends dared each other to eat it – and one of the boys did take a spoonfull. Ew. I could never have done it. One of my friends was even dared to eat the poppadom, which by this time was literally soggy as it had been covered in strawberry sauce and things. She didn’t eat it though, intelligent girl. xD

On the way home I was in a pretty good mood, listening to my favourite music and such. A lot of people had continued on to a local pub, but pubs and rugby clubs and things really aren’t my scene – they make me feel uncomfortable because you can guarantee that there will be some sort of drunken pervert there – so I went home.

It was only when I looked at the photos from the night that I started to get depressed. Yeah, I know, I’m a teenage girl and we usually have severely warped body images, but even if it’s warped, we can’t tell that it’s warped, and so it still sucks to feel. My friends are all really beautiful girls – and they’re all at least two dress sizes smaller than me. Looking at the pictures, I feel like a whale. I know I’m not huge, but I’m bigger than I want to be. It’s the chin that’s the worst; there’s no definition between my chin and my neck. I’ve found that I always prefer pictures of me when I’m wearing a scarf, because it covers it up.

There were other things that made me feel bad about myself in the pictures – lack of eyes, spots, eyeliner – but I won’t go in to details because I know how sick people can get of other people complaining about their looks. I know I get frustrated when my friends call themselves ugly, but that’s because I would absolutely adore looking like they do. I just needed a vent, I’m sorry if I bored you.

It didn’t help that after coming home I watched ‘Fat Families’ on the telly, which stated that six hours of cycling was needed to burn off a chinese meal – and I had just had two platefuls of the stuff. xD

Still, I played with play dough, which was fun. xD I had it for Christmas, which proves what a big kid I am on the inside.

I hope you all have a nice weekend, and I shall try to blog soon – hopefully tomorrow, as I’ve blogged every Saturday this year so far, and that’s a streak I’d like to keep up, even though I’ve blogged far too much this week, really. My life’s really not that interesting.