When I pretend,
Everything is what I want it be,
I looked exactly like what you always wanted to see,
When I pretend,
I can’t forget about the criminal I am,
Stealing second after second just cause I know I can,
But I can’t pretend that this is the way, it'll stay, I’m just,
Trying to bend the truth
I can’t pretend I'm who you want me to be so I'm,
Lying my way from you
I wanna be pushed aside, so let me go
Let me take back my life
I’d rather be, all alone
Anywhere on my own, cause I can see
The very worse part of you
Is me
February 27, 2005
February 18, 2005
NEGLECT!!!
I am most apologetic my dear readers! teh Stompporz has showen me the error of my non-commital ways and my slow descent into online alcholism, and I shall now attempt to redeem myself with the words that type I do now in Yoda style of.
What have I been doing then? As is well documented, Me Baz, Dave, Dave, Sanjay, Dan and Jon went on tuesday to Purley Way to watch Meet the Fockers and goeth teh bowling. Meet the Fockers was rather good in my opinion, one that seemed to be echoed throughout the Easily Pleased Coalition. It made lunch fun when the rest asked me and my Film Studies cohort Deutsches opinions on it from an analytical point of view. Provided a neat little opportunity to show off our skittles (skills).
After lunch twas the bowling, and a fairly competitive match it was.Baz and I attempted to hold the record for the fastest ball (snigger), which he eventually secured at 5.51mph i think. Curses. The tension grew in the final frame, when I was second to MCMcC. However, a lovely bit of bowling secured the first game victory firmly in my hands, despite the early prowess of Sanjay. The second game was less good, an I lost out to the Baz (i think...)
Wednesday, most unfortunately, i did not attend the fabled London trip. Hopefully I shall soon be in the possession of the DVD version of the trip, and will be able to see all the wondrous things I missed out on. If the rest is anything like the juggle rap, it's gonna all be swe-e-e-et!
Thursday was my first foray into a new and mystical addiction. An addiction that I wished could be conducted in the privacy of my own home, an addiction that is costing my suppliers 10-12 pounds a month to feed. An addiction that has cost many lives. That addiction being another world... a world... of Warcraft...
It all started with my friends tauren... then he said i could create a character. Being the elf-fetishitic i am I of course went for Night Elf. After soem looks of disgust I relented to the fact that to have a character that actually looked vaguely Elf-like it would have to be female, and thus Illathalen was born. I went for the more Kiss style facial markings, which was more to do with the fact that the face, no matter how much tweaking i did, was never going to look good. Eventually the face ended up like this. However, my addiction to WoW is nothing in comparison to my MSN addiction. I've gone from 2 people I talk to regularly to about 5 or 6 (though Helen is in the shire of derby, Sarah is rarely on, Stompp and mines conversations usually dwell into silence, and Rosie and I talk for far longer than is healthy, not that that's really a bad thing of course.)
Other than those lovely bits of info, I haven't actually done that much this week. Got shedloads of coursework in Drama and Film and Meeja to get done at some point.
Ooh, and Ell has relinquished her faltering grip on the Deity Chronicles, and has left it in my hands. Rather than let it twist and rot, I have taken it into my own to finish it, so I shall be posting soon. That will probably interest none of you since I think only Ell actually reads it, but meh.
Ooh, that post was longer than most!
One final thing, why did they find it nessacary to put Matrix Agents into Knights of the Old Republic II? Observe.
ERm...what else? Oh yes, the readin thing is going well, with Titus Groan and Harry Potters 1 and 2 done, so well on schedule.
Right, I think it's time for: (for the first time in almost a month)
Playing: World of Warcraft
Reading: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Listening to: 'Space Dementia' - Muse
Watching: Nowt
Annoyed with: Hardly anything
Confused about: Erm...
Mood: Fantabulous!
Song currently stuck in head: None
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Space Dementia' - Muse
What have I been doing then? As is well documented, Me Baz, Dave, Dave, Sanjay, Dan and Jon went on tuesday to Purley Way to watch Meet the Fockers and goeth teh bowling. Meet the Fockers was rather good in my opinion, one that seemed to be echoed throughout the Easily Pleased Coalition. It made lunch fun when the rest asked me and my Film Studies cohort Deutsches opinions on it from an analytical point of view. Provided a neat little opportunity to show off our skittles (skills).
After lunch twas the bowling, and a fairly competitive match it was.Baz and I attempted to hold the record for the fastest ball (snigger), which he eventually secured at 5.51mph i think. Curses. The tension grew in the final frame, when I was second to MCMcC. However, a lovely bit of bowling secured the first game victory firmly in my hands, despite the early prowess of Sanjay. The second game was less good, an I lost out to the Baz (i think...)
Wednesday, most unfortunately, i did not attend the fabled London trip. Hopefully I shall soon be in the possession of the DVD version of the trip, and will be able to see all the wondrous things I missed out on. If the rest is anything like the juggle rap, it's gonna all be swe-e-e-et!
Thursday was my first foray into a new and mystical addiction. An addiction that I wished could be conducted in the privacy of my own home, an addiction that is costing my suppliers 10-12 pounds a month to feed. An addiction that has cost many lives. That addiction being another world... a world... of Warcraft...
It all started with my friends tauren... then he said i could create a character. Being the elf-fetishitic i am I of course went for Night Elf. After soem looks of disgust I relented to the fact that to have a character that actually looked vaguely Elf-like it would have to be female, and thus Illathalen was born. I went for the more Kiss style facial markings, which was more to do with the fact that the face, no matter how much tweaking i did, was never going to look good. Eventually the face ended up like this. However, my addiction to WoW is nothing in comparison to my MSN addiction. I've gone from 2 people I talk to regularly to about 5 or 6 (though Helen is in the shire of derby, Sarah is rarely on, Stompp and mines conversations usually dwell into silence, and Rosie and I talk for far longer than is healthy, not that that's really a bad thing of course.)
Other than those lovely bits of info, I haven't actually done that much this week. Got shedloads of coursework in Drama and Film and Meeja to get done at some point.
Ooh, and Ell has relinquished her faltering grip on the Deity Chronicles, and has left it in my hands. Rather than let it twist and rot, I have taken it into my own to finish it, so I shall be posting soon. That will probably interest none of you since I think only Ell actually reads it, but meh.
Ooh, that post was longer than most!
One final thing, why did they find it nessacary to put Matrix Agents into Knights of the Old Republic II? Observe.
ERm...what else? Oh yes, the readin thing is going well, with Titus Groan and Harry Potters 1 and 2 done, so well on schedule.
Right, I think it's time for: (for the first time in almost a month)
Playing: World of Warcraft
Reading: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Listening to: 'Space Dementia' - Muse
Watching: Nowt
Annoyed with: Hardly anything
Confused about: Erm...
Mood: Fantabulous!
Song currently stuck in head: None
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Space Dementia' - Muse
February 16, 2005
Then and Now: A Bloggers Tale By 'chard
Well, here is my life. As the name implies it is incredibly dull. I was reccommended to this site by a friend of mine, who would be described in CS circles as l337. Aaaaanyway. Well, me. DickyBod is what most people call me, since that is a derivative of the name Richard and a word apparantly meaning "intelligent." Either way, thats me. Well, i have no idea whats meant to go in this box, so as you can probably tell im just waffling. Hopefully il work out exactly what i should be doing in due course, so my later musings will be more interesting.
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Well, here is my life one year on. As the title of the post implies it's quite an exciting reminiscience. I was reminded of today by a friend of mine, who is still as l337 as ever. Yeeeeees. Dickybod is what less people call me nowadays, since it's kinda gone out of fashion. Well, I've learned how to use this site and even though they've changed it enough times to make my head spin the waffle is still there. Hopefully I'll work out some more interesting post topics in due course, so my next few posts will be on better form
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One year old!!!
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Well, here is my life one year on. As the title of the post implies it's quite an exciting reminiscience. I was reminded of today by a friend of mine, who is still as l337 as ever. Yeeeeees. Dickybod is what less people call me nowadays, since it's kinda gone out of fashion. Well, I've learned how to use this site and even though they've changed it enough times to make my head spin the waffle is still there. Hopefully I'll work out some more interesting post topics in due course, so my next few posts will be on better form
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One year old!!!
February 15, 2005
A Pleasant Valentines....
Well Feb 14th hath come and gone.
I excuse any more spelling mistakes than is usual, but i r a teense bit drunk still.
I woke up in the lovely place that is Oxford, then left at 2.30.
Got home, went on MSN
Talked to Helen
Dave asked me round
Went to Daves at 20.10
Watched some of Black books and Team America
Switcjed to Look around you
Drank more
Nick Staines, rob and emily left
Me tom and matt went down WW highstreet to by drunk food (kebab) (12.30)
Came bakc, tom and matt went
Satyed talking to dave
Left (1.35)
Got back, blogged (2.10 am)
THis is going to a fun tuessdat. Meet the fockers, bowling, and parté... more drinking to be done!!! huazzah!
I excuse any more spelling mistakes than is usual, but i r a teense bit drunk still.
I woke up in the lovely place that is Oxford, then left at 2.30.
Got home, went on MSN
Talked to Helen
Dave asked me round
Went to Daves at 20.10
Watched some of Black books and Team America
Switcjed to Look around you
Drank more
Nick Staines, rob and emily left
Me tom and matt went down WW highstreet to by drunk food (kebab) (12.30)
Came bakc, tom and matt went
Satyed talking to dave
Left (1.35)
Got back, blogged (2.10 am)
THis is going to a fun tuessdat. Meet the fockers, bowling, and parté... more drinking to be done!!! huazzah!
February 13, 2005
Teh Parté
I am alive! Yes yes, the evil's of Chavus El Beelzebub are no concern.
Last night war teh Baz's 17th birthday 'do'. And what a crowd were assembled for this most magnaminous occasion! Rob, Rob's girlfriend Emily, Jon, Baz (duh), MCDaveMcC, Deutsches, Lewis, Matt, Tom, Nick, Nick Staines, Dan Oakner, Rowan, Chris Champion (a man of an increasingly steadfast repute), Doug (legend), Chris Wall, Sanjay, Olli D, David Cooper and to much critical acclaim, Helen. And that my friend only begins to scratch the surface of all that were in attendance. Most surprising were Baz's 'rents', who had somehow managed to dispel all sanity and be there for this most drunken of occasions. Helpful since they were the ones carting people home and cleaning up the vomit...
I arrived first, after going past some police and a car with the number plate G39 AOO, and was greeted by Baz, Olli D and Baz Minimus, and found I was the first there! Stunning. (see Sarah! I can be early!) Soon after though Dave Matt Tom and Fiona appeared, only for Fiona to leave in seconds (no idea on that one). The Muse was begun and the swingingness began.
I eventually left, semi sober, at 11.30 when dad came and got me. I then decided to go onto MSN, which meant i crawled into a state of slumber at about 3.30am.
Casualties
Rowan - Poor guy. Practically paralytic. Unable to stand, mentally not himself, voice turning to drunken slur...
Becca - A positive influence actually. Having seen how she ended up it was a good indication when to stop drinking...
Still fun evening. apologies for lack of photos, Chris took my camera to Nightwish. They would have stretched the post a little. Look at MCMcC's blog at some point.
Off to Sarah's later. Valentines day fun, fun, fun no doubt!
Last night war teh Baz's 17th birthday 'do'. And what a crowd were assembled for this most magnaminous occasion! Rob, Rob's girlfriend Emily, Jon, Baz (duh), MCDaveMcC, Deutsches, Lewis, Matt, Tom, Nick, Nick Staines, Dan Oakner, Rowan, Chris Champion (a man of an increasingly steadfast repute), Doug (legend), Chris Wall, Sanjay, Olli D, David Cooper and to much critical acclaim, Helen. And that my friend only begins to scratch the surface of all that were in attendance. Most surprising were Baz's 'rents', who had somehow managed to dispel all sanity and be there for this most drunken of occasions. Helpful since they were the ones carting people home and cleaning up the vomit...
I arrived first, after going past some police and a car with the number plate G39 AOO, and was greeted by Baz, Olli D and Baz Minimus, and found I was the first there! Stunning. (see Sarah! I can be early!) Soon after though Dave Matt Tom and Fiona appeared, only for Fiona to leave in seconds (no idea on that one). The Muse was begun and the swingingness began.
I eventually left, semi sober, at 11.30 when dad came and got me. I then decided to go onto MSN, which meant i crawled into a state of slumber at about 3.30am.
Casualties
Rowan - Poor guy. Practically paralytic. Unable to stand, mentally not himself, voice turning to drunken slur...
Becca - A positive influence actually. Having seen how she ended up it was a good indication when to stop drinking...
Still fun evening. apologies for lack of photos, Chris took my camera to Nightwish. They would have stretched the post a little. Look at MCMcC's blog at some point.
Off to Sarah's later. Valentines day fun, fun, fun no doubt!
February 11, 2005
The Chav Post, innit?
'sup bruvs.
Today, I bring you a definite guide to the 4 most common type of Cheltenham Average. Pictures are of course provided. Please bear in mind I am a qualified (GCSE '04 , B grade) actor, and thus now what I am doing. Do not reacreate anything you see in this post, unless you are a braindead fool with less priority in the herd than the toilet ditch.
No animal were harmed in the making of this post.Other things were harmed. My dignity and self respect for one, but bluergh.
So, kick starting the festivities:
Harmless Chav
These are the easiest chav to deal with in a social capacity. While the face is slightly obscured, it is less so than most, and so will be easy to pick out of a police line up. Threats are nothing more than a dirty look in your direction.
Semi-Harmless Chav
A step up from the Harmless Chav in everything but appearance. They look the same, but there is an increased threat of verbal or physical profanity (see picture). While less easy to deal with, can still be mocked within a safe distance. Unfortunatly the most common chav you'll see. Look for the spawning dens in and around town centres.
Violent Chav (Nocturnal Variety)
The danger increases significantly for this outing. The face is now almost completely obscured by the hood and cap, the shadow increased by cover of darkness and street lamps in car parks. More likely to approach single targets while in groups, due to safety in numbers. Violence comes from physical mano-a-mano combat, or unsophisticated weaponary such as discarded fast food.
Chavus El Beelzebub (Nocturnal Variety)
Avoid avoid avoid. Safety can no longer be assured by a lack of a 'crew' or 'massive'. More dangerous weaponary ensures little resistance from any suspecting victim. Easier to identify at close proximity however.
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Peace out playas!
Today, I bring you a definite guide to the 4 most common type of Cheltenham Average. Pictures are of course provided. Please bear in mind I am a qualified (GCSE '04 , B grade) actor, and thus now what I am doing. Do not reacreate anything you see in this post, unless you are a braindead fool with less priority in the herd than the toilet ditch.
No animal were harmed in the making of this post.Other things were harmed. My dignity and self respect for one, but bluergh.
So, kick starting the festivities:
Harmless Chav
These are the easiest chav to deal with in a social capacity. While the face is slightly obscured, it is less so than most, and so will be easy to pick out of a police line up. Threats are nothing more than a dirty look in your direction.
Semi-Harmless Chav
A step up from the Harmless Chav in everything but appearance. They look the same, but there is an increased threat of verbal or physical profanity (see picture). While less easy to deal with, can still be mocked within a safe distance. Unfortunatly the most common chav you'll see. Look for the spawning dens in and around town centres.
Violent Chav (Nocturnal Variety)
The danger increases significantly for this outing. The face is now almost completely obscured by the hood and cap, the shadow increased by cover of darkness and street lamps in car parks. More likely to approach single targets while in groups, due to safety in numbers. Violence comes from physical mano-a-mano combat, or unsophisticated weaponary such as discarded fast food.
Chavus El Beelzebub (Nocturnal Variety)
Avoid avoid avoid. Safety can no longer be assured by a lack of a 'crew' or 'massive'. More dangerous weaponary ensures little resistance from any suspecting victim. Easier to identify at close proximity however.
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Peace out playas!
February 09, 2005
Questionnaireth the Second
| 1.What is your full name? Richard ('chard) Dickybod Matthew Stewart
2. What colour pants are you wearing? Seductive black. Sexy pink is SOOOO last post. 3.What are you listening to right now? Sonic Team - Doomsday Zone (S3&K) 4. What is the last thing you ate? One a htose mini minty Extra strip things 5. Do you wish on stars? I wish Orlando Bloom wasn't one, does that count? 6. How is the weather right now? Cold, but clear. 7. Last person you talked to on the phone? Sarah's answer machine 8. Do you like the person who sent you this? Stomppy-boy? He who created DESTRUCTOR FISH is held in the highest of regards around here. 9. How are you today? Minty fresh and sexy pink. 10. Favourite drink? Ribby-nah 11. Favourite alcoholic drink? Ah crap... erm, whatever I get 12. Favourite sport? n00b-flaming 13. Hair colour? Seductive blonde. 14. Eye colour? Seductive blue 15. Do you wear contacts or glasses? Must...resist...MSN...contact...pun... No, but I may do soon 16. number of siblings? Uno, Christy Baby himself 17. Favourite food? Jeez...Lasagne? What the hell happened to number 18? Is this actually a question? If so someone must have deleted the 18. that preceded its phrasing, so in fact this question is moot, since what happened to 18 is nothing, since this is 18. I suspect Otis, and his Seductive blondes to be involved... 19. Last movie you watched? (seductive) Sideways 20. Favourite Day of the year? May 15th....obviously 21. What do you do to vent anger? Read, write, rant...all very seductively of course 22. What was your favourite toy as a child? ...my imagination? 23. Summer or winter? Autumn 24. Hugs or Kisses? T3h 53DUC71V3 Sm00C|-|0rz! 25. Chocolate or vanilla? Choccy. Unless the vanilla is truly top notch 26. Do you want your friends to email you back? Difficult on a blog... 27. Who is the most likely to respond? Anyone that comments. 28. Who is least likely to respond? Hitler 29. Living arrangements? In a house, with my cats....oh, and parents i guess 30. When was the last time you cried? I quote the Cure : "Boys Don't Cry". Though, as a man, i cry sometimes. THe last time was a while ago. You know whose fault it was!!! 31. What is under your bed? DESTRUCTOR FISH'S LAIR!!! Breakfast served 7-9. Not a second later, or you will be cast out! 32. Who is the friend you have had the longest? t3h Stomppish. Ah, how long ago Greenhayes was... |
| 33. New Friend? What, d'you want a list? Erm, all the people on the blogosphere I guess, Sarah's friends (HALO, HB and Soph), mah drama groupies...
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| 34. What did you do last night? Got to the end of disc 1 on FFVII, and made a bootleg video of Aeris's death, which i may upload...
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| 35. Favourite smells? Petrol. And Sarah I guess :P
36. Who inspires you? Jesus Christ... That's not an answer, i mean...well, he does, in a way, but.. CRAP! Probably anyone who makes a good book, Megatrobe for his uber RP skills (yet to be repeated) t3h Stompp for the music and general rockiness, Ell and Sarah Davis for artwork purposes, anyone who can do decency to Flash, Sa for being herself, Nick for uberness in the dramasphere, Danielle for inspiration in the world of psychosis, my brain for being crazy, that plant for getting me high...wooo the pixies are massing 37. What are you afraid of? Audiences, heights and DESTRUCTOR FISH! Hang on, 38 is gone as well... the author evidently had a broken 8 key... 39. Favourite car? A working one. Rules out dad's Skoda then :P 40. Favourite flower? Rose, purely for semiological purposes 41. Number of keys on your key ring? 3. 1 unused house key, one unused locker key, and my real house key, alongside my seductive NES keyring 42. Can you juggle? ...ish 43. Favourite day of the week? Friday 44. What did you do on your last birthday? Went to Bromley Town Church and ate pizza. Good day all round... 45. Do you have a donor card? No, my local doesnt do discounts 46. Single or Taken? Taken? That's a little possessive no? How about... 'not'? 47. Do you work? HAHAHAHAHAHA 48. How much do you get an hour? Depends if Sarah's here or not ;P 49. Do you have a crush? Duh... 50. If yes who? Sarah and Danielle and Jessie. Though Sarah mostest :P 51. If yes do they know? Yes no no. Nor will they. Jessie won't at least, Danielle might |
February 08, 2005
Taydr du Microsoft! -or- The Ym Prat Post
Ok, now I'm pissed.
Today hasn't been the best afternoon. I had a mahoosive headache through periods 3 and 4, and lunch was the ever dull prefect duty (which was made at least tolerable due to the wonderful D). Then I got out of the school 2, count them, 2 minutes later than I could have because I had to wait for Gary, Ashley and the XY retards of my form to give me my cards back from their one hand of poker (which no-one knew the rules to it seemed)
Home promised some comfort though, and after a little munchies I settled back on the sofa to view Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban which, other than one marvellous cameo role (see last post) was horrendous. The only decent bits were that they managed to make Buckbeak look better than I imagined him to look (a first for those films) and Gary Oldman's portrayal of Sirius Black. Admittedly, when I first heard he was going to play Sirius I was sceptical to say the least, but I have to admit he played him better than I thought.
So that panned out well. Then I came onto the computer and played Aliens Versus Predator for a wee while, until I got my ass facehugged from behind. So more a eyes-in-the-back-of-my-face hug. I went onto MSN, chatted to the ever zuouic Ell, checked all me usual internet haunts.
And now, MSN worketh not. Ralg... Which wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have some work i needed to hand in tomorrow that I wished to deliberate with other members of my Meeja community, but it does also mean I can't talk to all those wonderful people on the right.
And now even Sarah, who was supposed to have called is either not picking up her phone in her room or is in JON'S room, which to be perfectly honest is the more likely scenario. I'd try her mobile, but no doubt she's left THAT in her room as well...
Ah well. Film trip tomorrow, going to see some film called Sideways apparantly, which should be well and fun. Lets try MSN again...
Ed fungadr hud... LINCA MICROSOFT! YHT YMM ED'C RAMMECR SEHEUHC!!!
Today hasn't been the best afternoon. I had a mahoosive headache through periods 3 and 4, and lunch was the ever dull prefect duty (which was made at least tolerable due to the wonderful D). Then I got out of the school 2, count them, 2 minutes later than I could have because I had to wait for Gary, Ashley and the XY retards of my form to give me my cards back from their one hand of poker (which no-one knew the rules to it seemed)
Home promised some comfort though, and after a little munchies I settled back on the sofa to view Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban which, other than one marvellous cameo role (see last post) was horrendous. The only decent bits were that they managed to make Buckbeak look better than I imagined him to look (a first for those films) and Gary Oldman's portrayal of Sirius Black. Admittedly, when I first heard he was going to play Sirius I was sceptical to say the least, but I have to admit he played him better than I thought.
So that panned out well. Then I came onto the computer and played Aliens Versus Predator for a wee while, until I got my ass facehugged from behind. So more a eyes-in-the-back-of-my-face hug. I went onto MSN, chatted to the ever zuouic Ell, checked all me usual internet haunts.
And now, MSN worketh not. Ralg... Which wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have some work i needed to hand in tomorrow that I wished to deliberate with other members of my Meeja community, but it does also mean I can't talk to all those wonderful people on the right.
And now even Sarah, who was supposed to have called is either not picking up her phone in her room or is in JON'S room, which to be perfectly honest is the more likely scenario. I'd try her mobile, but no doubt she's left THAT in her room as well...
Ah well. Film trip tomorrow, going to see some film called Sideways apparantly, which should be well and fun. Lets try MSN again...
Ed fungadr hud... LINCA MICROSOFT! YHT YMM ED'C RAMMECR SEHEUHC!!!
February 06, 2005
Mickey Mouse THIS, fuckers...
Rant time methinks. I'm in a mood of what I've termed Psychotic Melancholia (eg. I saw a house that looked like it had been gutted by fire and I fought to contain the giggles) and I am more than slightly in hatred of everything and anything. Where is omnipotence when ya need it? A little wrath would be great...
So, to rant. In case you hadn't quite got it from the title, it's to do with my subjects at school, or more accurately, the comments I get about them. In case you don't know yet, my chosen AS level subjects are:
Do you see the key word there? CHOSEN. I made the choice to do those subjects, just like the rest of you made the choice to do Phsyics, or Maths, or German. You made that choice, I made my choice. Now, Media and Film studies I at least see the reasons for your sneering (even if I hate it) but my real annoyance is when it comes to Drama.
Working example. I'm on MSN as I write this :
The Juggle King says:
what ye rantin' about?
Taydr du oui {Rantin'} says:
Drama
The Juggle King says:
ah hem "THROW your life away..."
Well, no offense to the monarch that juggles, but you do Physics, Chemistry, Computing and Maths. Computing? Jeez, practise what you preach sister.
Drama is one of the things that I don't regret in the slightest. A few reasons I love drama
Physicality
Drama is the most physical subject I do. Those who saw the thing we did in the hall on Auschwitz is a good example. In case you've never noticed, the floor in the hall and the floor in the drama studio might as well be solid concrete they're so hard. More often than not I've left a drama lesson in quite a large degree of pain becuase of it. Lovely memories of that include our piece in Year Ten on the Holocaust, where I had to fall first onto a table, then onto the floor. We rehearsed that scene too many times for my liking. Then, during the actual performance I managed somehow to slam my chin onto the table, whilst being filmed. Oh yah... that wasn't pleasant. Then there was the lovely moment when Alex and Natalie were supposed to be beating me up, by punching me in the face and kicking me while on the floor. Let's just say they got a little too into it. The screams were real.
Creativity
I mean, this one should go without saying. It's a decent outlet for my creative talent. Well, what little I have at least. I can't draw, unless it's a static sword. I can write, i guess, but not tremendously. Besides, at least in drama it's something I am relatively good at, at least to the extent that my terrible self image allows me to believe it. I can express more ideas, and experiment. It's like art, but I'm the picture, the painter, the paint and the brush in one.
Sociality
Drama is great because it has allowed me to meet loads of people that I would not have otherwise. Most of those people I would otherwise have just labelled as 'filthy chavscum' and never spoken too, or just never talked to, no matter how well we might have got on. The Bugsy Malone production has allowed me to mix even more with those people, and with those in the lower years whom I'd never have talked to. MC McC's year 11 nemesis is doing it. I was sitting next to him through most of Thursday's audition, and he was perfectly civil. But like heck I'd have been near him otherwise?
Also, like you do with any group of people you see regularly, you become a very tightnit group of people. We say hi in the corridors, we chat to each other every so often, we see each other outside of school etc. Even the drama trips are out of school hours, and are usually quite a casual affair. It doesn't feel like a subject, more just a group of friends hanging out 4 times a week.
Self-Esteem
The biggy for me. It was only when I was 14 that I became able to talk to the fairer sex with a slightly more relaxed attitude, in comparison to before when I wouldn't have at all. And it coudl have been left at that, but then OOPS i took drama. Suddenly I was in an atmosphere where I knew no-one, and was forced to interact with them and work with them in a more intimate sense than any other subject. What other subject has you rolling over everyone else in the group just to make sure you're comfortable with each other? Haven't done it in English yet. Over those two GCSE years I built several new friendships, and those that weren't friendships were at least mutual respects.
AS level heralded not only a new group for drama, with people from the other group, but also people of the other gender. I had to readjust that comfortable nature I had had to extend to the newcomers, which was instantaneous. Almost in the first minutes of the first lesson we had built those bonds immediatly, and for the first time in my life I was comfortable with it. The 6 girls were immediately part of the gang, and it just felt great to be able to do it all over again. Even though they all came from different backgrounds and had different things to offer the group (particularly Danielle, who I just found in the Prisoner of Azkaban, with her strange coments of murder...) it was great to find myself with the confidence to work with these people straight off, unknown as they were. I still can't do that in any of my other subjects.
Also, there is the obligatory public showings. While I hung to the philosophy that in drama it was ok if i made had to make an idiot of myslef, because everyone else was. Showing it to the public is a different kettle of fish entirely. That required some serious confidence building I can tell ya.
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So, please don't give me shit about doing drama anymore. It's done more for me that the rest of LPBS has, and without it I'd have been a completely different person, likely for the worse.
So, to rant. In case you hadn't quite got it from the title, it's to do with my subjects at school, or more accurately, the comments I get about them. In case you don't know yet, my chosen AS level subjects are:
- Film Studies (Waste)
- Drama (Doss)
- Media Studies (Mickey Mouse)
- English Literature (Yeh, ok, one)
Do you see the key word there? CHOSEN. I made the choice to do those subjects, just like the rest of you made the choice to do Phsyics, or Maths, or German. You made that choice, I made my choice. Now, Media and Film studies I at least see the reasons for your sneering (even if I hate it) but my real annoyance is when it comes to Drama.
Working example. I'm on MSN as I write this :
The Juggle King says:
what ye rantin' about?
Taydr du oui {Rantin'} says:
Drama
The Juggle King says:
ah hem "THROW your life away..."
Well, no offense to the monarch that juggles, but you do Physics, Chemistry, Computing and Maths. Computing? Jeez, practise what you preach sister.
Drama is one of the things that I don't regret in the slightest. A few reasons I love drama
Physicality
Drama is the most physical subject I do. Those who saw the thing we did in the hall on Auschwitz is a good example. In case you've never noticed, the floor in the hall and the floor in the drama studio might as well be solid concrete they're so hard. More often than not I've left a drama lesson in quite a large degree of pain becuase of it. Lovely memories of that include our piece in Year Ten on the Holocaust, where I had to fall first onto a table, then onto the floor. We rehearsed that scene too many times for my liking. Then, during the actual performance I managed somehow to slam my chin onto the table, whilst being filmed. Oh yah... that wasn't pleasant. Then there was the lovely moment when Alex and Natalie were supposed to be beating me up, by punching me in the face and kicking me while on the floor. Let's just say they got a little too into it. The screams were real.
Creativity
I mean, this one should go without saying. It's a decent outlet for my creative talent. Well, what little I have at least. I can't draw, unless it's a static sword. I can write, i guess, but not tremendously. Besides, at least in drama it's something I am relatively good at, at least to the extent that my terrible self image allows me to believe it. I can express more ideas, and experiment. It's like art, but I'm the picture, the painter, the paint and the brush in one.
Sociality
Drama is great because it has allowed me to meet loads of people that I would not have otherwise. Most of those people I would otherwise have just labelled as 'filthy chavscum' and never spoken too, or just never talked to, no matter how well we might have got on. The Bugsy Malone production has allowed me to mix even more with those people, and with those in the lower years whom I'd never have talked to. MC McC's year 11 nemesis is doing it. I was sitting next to him through most of Thursday's audition, and he was perfectly civil. But like heck I'd have been near him otherwise?
Also, like you do with any group of people you see regularly, you become a very tightnit group of people. We say hi in the corridors, we chat to each other every so often, we see each other outside of school etc. Even the drama trips are out of school hours, and are usually quite a casual affair. It doesn't feel like a subject, more just a group of friends hanging out 4 times a week.
Self-Esteem
The biggy for me. It was only when I was 14 that I became able to talk to the fairer sex with a slightly more relaxed attitude, in comparison to before when I wouldn't have at all. And it coudl have been left at that, but then OOPS i took drama. Suddenly I was in an atmosphere where I knew no-one, and was forced to interact with them and work with them in a more intimate sense than any other subject. What other subject has you rolling over everyone else in the group just to make sure you're comfortable with each other? Haven't done it in English yet. Over those two GCSE years I built several new friendships, and those that weren't friendships were at least mutual respects.
AS level heralded not only a new group for drama, with people from the other group, but also people of the other gender. I had to readjust that comfortable nature I had had to extend to the newcomers, which was instantaneous. Almost in the first minutes of the first lesson we had built those bonds immediatly, and for the first time in my life I was comfortable with it. The 6 girls were immediately part of the gang, and it just felt great to be able to do it all over again. Even though they all came from different backgrounds and had different things to offer the group (particularly Danielle, who I just found in the Prisoner of Azkaban, with her strange coments of murder...) it was great to find myself with the confidence to work with these people straight off, unknown as they were. I still can't do that in any of my other subjects.
Also, there is the obligatory public showings. While I hung to the philosophy that in drama it was ok if i made had to make an idiot of myslef, because everyone else was. Showing it to the public is a different kettle of fish entirely. That required some serious confidence building I can tell ya.
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So, please don't give me shit about doing drama anymore. It's done more for me that the rest of LPBS has, and without it I'd have been a completely different person, likely for the worse.
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