My Most Embarrassing Post Thus Far
Hi Guys,
In the past few weeks, I've found myself trolling fb/twitter. I know you've been a victim of it too; you see the caption "this video broke the internet in 2 seconds flat!" or "cutest dog compilation ever!!!!!" and you're like, "hmmm, this could be interesting."
Some of the most recent ones I've clicked have been deliberate recordings of momentous occasions. Like when you surprise propose to your girlfriend, tell your 5 year old that he's going to have a baby brother, or... my inspiration... recording yourself when you listen to a One Direction song for the first time!!!!
Well, watching some of these has been funny, but for a lot of the videos I've wondered why these people have a following. It's all in good steed though. I don't really know what "all in good steed" means, but it seems appropriate. I probably got the saying wrong altogether.
Being in London has been a very lonely experience. I'm not saying I'm lonely. I'm saying that I've begun finding solace in my own company and laughing at myself quite a bit. It's almost like I'm a child again. I remember once when I was trying to put "foundation" on as a child, I ended up whiting out my whole face in baby powder and then singing a few mantra-type songs. I was that kind of kid.
Anyway, earlier this week, I began to take photos of myself and naming them, because DUH they are my imaginary friends. No joke. A select few of you saw the evidence over snapchat. Let's still be friends, okay?
Now that I've amped your anticipation, here's a video where I receive a package in the mail. Watch if you a) miss my face b) want to see how my accent has changed (or has it?!!?!?!) and/or c) are relatively bored. Entertainment not guaranteed, but only 2 minutes or so.
Now do you see why I entitled this post "my most embarrassing post thus far"? I sing a jig from Blues Clues, gosh dangit! Does anyone even remember that show?!?!? I always wanted to watch it when I was about 7 but my brothers kept making fun of me so I'd have to sneak into the basement to catch any footage. And then Steve was replaced because maybe he was doing drugs or something? Shame, Steve. Shame.
It also happened when I was six, and they wouldn't let me watch the teletubbies. Top notch show.
Then when I was about 12, I wanted to watch Lizzie McGuire all the time but then Dave would always change the channel and make it difficult. Hmm... I wonder why I never care to watch TV anymore. It was beaten out of me at a young age...
Maybe that's why theatre is my medium of choice; you pay heaps of money for it, so your brother can't just force you to turn it off/change the channel/be a nuisance. He actually doesn't mind watching me onstage too (as far as I know). I went to see a wee bit of theatre this weekend. Award-winning show by Cyndi Lauper, Kinky Boots, is having previews at the Adelphi Theatre. My latest (and very awesome friend) Brad came along for a ride. He's been to see 2/2 musicals I've seen since moving to London! Well done, Brad, keep up the good work!
We were both relatively disappointed with the show. I was confused how something by Cyndi could win best musical score, but I guess these things are judged not necessarily on talent but on catchiness too? I don't know.
And with one of the main characters being played by a finalist of BBC's The Voice, you knew he was going to be sub-par. Just to give you an idea, Billy Porter played it on Broadway. A true all-rounded performer, not to mention he won a TONY for his performance. Step down, Matt Henry. It's such a shame that fame/following is valued more than talent.
In the past few weeks, I've found myself trolling fb/twitter. I know you've been a victim of it too; you see the caption "this video broke the internet in 2 seconds flat!" or "cutest dog compilation ever!!!!!" and you're like, "hmmm, this could be interesting."
Some of the most recent ones I've clicked have been deliberate recordings of momentous occasions. Like when you surprise propose to your girlfriend, tell your 5 year old that he's going to have a baby brother, or... my inspiration... recording yourself when you listen to a One Direction song for the first time!!!!
Well, watching some of these has been funny, but for a lot of the videos I've wondered why these people have a following. It's all in good steed though. I don't really know what "all in good steed" means, but it seems appropriate. I probably got the saying wrong altogether.
Being in London has been a very lonely experience. I'm not saying I'm lonely. I'm saying that I've begun finding solace in my own company and laughing at myself quite a bit. It's almost like I'm a child again. I remember once when I was trying to put "foundation" on as a child, I ended up whiting out my whole face in baby powder and then singing a few mantra-type songs. I was that kind of kid.
Anyway, earlier this week, I began to take photos of myself and naming them, because DUH they are my imaginary friends. No joke. A select few of you saw the evidence over snapchat. Let's still be friends, okay?
Now that I've amped your anticipation, here's a video where I receive a package in the mail. Watch if you a) miss my face b) want to see how my accent has changed (or has it?!!?!?!) and/or c) are relatively bored. Entertainment not guaranteed, but only 2 minutes or so.
It also happened when I was six, and they wouldn't let me watch the teletubbies. Top notch show.
Then when I was about 12, I wanted to watch Lizzie McGuire all the time but then Dave would always change the channel and make it difficult. Hmm... I wonder why I never care to watch TV anymore. It was beaten out of me at a young age...
Maybe that's why theatre is my medium of choice; you pay heaps of money for it, so your brother can't just force you to turn it off/change the channel/be a nuisance. He actually doesn't mind watching me onstage too (as far as I know). I went to see a wee bit of theatre this weekend. Award-winning show by Cyndi Lauper, Kinky Boots, is having previews at the Adelphi Theatre. My latest (and very awesome friend) Brad came along for a ride. He's been to see 2/2 musicals I've seen since moving to London! Well done, Brad, keep up the good work!
We were both relatively disappointed with the show. I was confused how something by Cyndi could win best musical score, but I guess these things are judged not necessarily on talent but on catchiness too? I don't know.
And with one of the main characters being played by a finalist of BBC's The Voice, you knew he was going to be sub-par. Just to give you an idea, Billy Porter played it on Broadway. A true all-rounded performer, not to mention he won a TONY for his performance. Step down, Matt Henry. It's such a shame that fame/following is valued more than talent.
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| Nosebleed Section. Felt Faint. No Oxygen. Yes Maltesers. |
Well, that's all I have to say really. The manager at my job has switched, and aside from his sarcasm, I work better with the new boss (although he's giving me headache-inducing hours). Just gotta figure out which dance classes to go to and work around those, and then I'm set!
Long live freedom!
Long live me being cast in some west-end show STAT or falling in love so I don't have to worry about my visa!
Man with deep brown hair and green eyes that I had a chance encounter with earlier this week, call me! My number's 07**3_$(50!
Hopefully this'll convince you that I'm your soulmate.
OkaybyeguysI'msoembarrassed.
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