How I met ...

Hey guys,

This is the little series like blog thing I said I was planning to write. This is me telling you about how I met someone who changed my life in a way.

The reason I am writing this is because sometime I don't let these people know how much I care about them, and yes I know I could just go and tell them, but this is a better gesture, or at least I think so, to show them how dear they are to me. This is on the internet, once it is up here it never disappear, and also the amount of people that read it might understand the reasons as to why I am like I am, because of these amazing people around me.

So let's start with how I met my friend Robyn.

Well it all started in high school when we had our own groups of friends that kind of merged together. Which was pretty cool at the time, however Robyn and I didn't really speak much at this point. This first time I remember actually having a fully conversation with her is when I threw a ring at my ex boyfriend (after a massive argument) and I asked her to go in and get it back as (quoting myself)
"It's too nice to give it back to him, he isn't worth it."

So high school life went on, up until prom. We both hung out at random points and have some great pictures together, although the one I have added is pretty awkward (the girls started to walk off as my dad was taking the picture). So literally the day after prom, everyone stopped talking to each other. Well almost everyone, Robyn and me talked about college and people and she was my safety net for a long time. She did my make up and hair all the time, she was practically my go to for fashion advice.

Well, when I applied for uni, well I didn't get in through the normal UCAS application I had to then go through clearing (a long boring process) and unfortunately I didn't tell Robyn I did get in to Aberystwyth, so I guess she felt hurt when I said I was just leaving in a few weeks to get to uni, especially one so far away.

In February of first year, I began really needing my friend back, someone who can talk me through tough situations. It was the night before Robyn's birthday I plucked up the courage to apologise for just leaving without really saying goodbye ... And of course wish her a happy birthday.

From then on we have been practically inseparable, she still does my make up every now and then when I am back, I help her with some short films she has done for her Youtube channel.

Thank you dude for being my rock.
 

Aberystwyth and the resit (along with everything in between)

Hey guys,

It's been a while, I guess. But here is what happened during my resit week (17th August 2015)

So, to travel from my home to Aberystwyth, it takes me approximately six hours, three trains. Basically a looooooong journey for me, so you can imagine how stressed out I was starting at 9.30 in the morning (which isn't that bad I suppose) and arriving at 3.30 in the afternoon.

So I let my boyfriend know where I was, (a bit of information which would be useful to you was that he told me he was in work which is over an hour away from Aberystwyth) and he starts saying he can't hear me down the phone so I am getting stressed out because there are a lot of people and it is slightly hot and I was just tired of travelling at this point. He said that he couldn't hear me because a train was pulling up next to him... I panicked and searched for him as I got off the train and to no surprise there he is walking and smiling towards me. I dropped my bag next to him and I didn't know whether to cry or laugh or punch him in the face.

Maybe not that dramatic, but there were so many emotions at that time I was speechless and dazed for the rest of that day. We went and got dinner, and walked to the flat I was going to stay in during my resit. I was greeted by someone I had been waiting to see since I found out I had this resit, my amazing techie friend Sophie. Now I hugged her so tight and told her not to keep things from me, like the fact my boyfriend was waiting to meet me in Aberystwyth. But then she showed me the most amazing thing, the present she brought me from her trip to Prague ... A Toothless teddy! Now just in case you don't know I am in love with How to Train Your Dragon, and I dreamt that I got a Toothless onesie, but got told it didn't exist. Sophie then became ten million times more amazing and showed me that you CAN actually buy a Toothless onesie, needless to say I have started my Christmas list.

So while I was there, I got cooked three amazing meals.
On Sunday, Sophie cooked an amazing chicken roast with stuffing, and the roast potatoes ... To die for.
On Tuesday, Rhiannon made this chicken and bacon heaven with Dauphinoise potatoes. (Thinking about this is making me drool)
On the Wednesday, Katie (an awesome girl I got to know a hell of a lot better while I was there) made the best carbonara ‎I have ever had to date.

But, the subject of this blog post is not to make you hungry or jealous but rather how my resit went. So to break it down, I had to write an essay about a theatre practitioner and why they are a good director. The second part of the resit was to direct a piece of theatre, look at a question we had in mind. I decided to look at Ibsen's A Doll's House and I initially wanted to look at how the name female character got keys to escape, but through rehearsals my actors helped me a load by telling me other things I should look into, like who is victimised with a situation where one person leaves another in a broke marriage.

An awesome exercise we did was role reversal, where the female actor would perform the male lines and the male actor would perform the female lines. The way to actors took this one and explored it was so powerful and emotional. I love Kris and Emily for being so much help to me in this time and with all their knowledge and amazing acting, I think I did really well. (Fingers crossed)

As well as awesome food and a pretty smooth exam, I had some amazing nights in Aberystwyth chilling with friends. Like Nick coming round and we watched films and talked about so much stuff, it makes me remember why he is still one of my closest friends I have at university. Katie, (mentioned previous for making jaw dropping carbonara) is so awesome, we didn't really know each other that well but then late nights, a few beers and some awesome conversations, I feel like I have come to know her so much better and she is an amazing person. Sophie was absolutely the hostess with the most-ess, no word of a lie, I loved how welcome I felt and how much I felt like it was my home. My boyfriend had to leave for work but came back to spending time with him after being away from each other for two months was nice, and we were able to be relaxed around our friends.

This is just the shortest way I could tell you about how amazing my resit went, and how all my time spent with my friends was not time wasted.

I miss Aberystwyth so much, and I cannot wait to go back for my third year. Sorry this has been so very long, but there was so much to say about this place and how cool the time there was.

Sincerely,
Sophie

Dear you,

Hello once again,

Yes I am trying to make this a weekly thing as I know it's good to be committed to something creative. But here is the problem, I am terrible at committing to most things.

I am no good when it comes to writing a story, I'll either half write something or make a story board, then that's it. No more to the story, no more for my characters to explore, no world to get lost in. A great example of this is a story I started to write about a year ago, about a friend I met and how that had developed into a surprising friendship that lasted about six years. Well, I only got to writing the first two years of my actual life when I just stopped.

Or there is the time I started reading 'All I Know Now' by Carrie Hope Fletcher, but I got into the second title of the first chapter and then bam! I put the book down and not picked it back up again.

All this goes the same for my YouTube channel, I started it four years ago, attempting a form of vlogs or just any content. Now it's just a platform for me to make music playlists and keep up with popular youtubers. Not creative at all, if I am honest.

Now, on the complete other hand, I have no problem to committing to netflixs, as an example. (Yeah I have a terrible addiction to a few series on there) and it has come to my attention that this is not healthy. 

I guess what I am trying to say is that I am spending way to much time committing to mind numbing activities rather then creative outlets that allow me to express myself (well except this blog). 

Have we,,as a generation, forgot what it is like to pick up a pen and paper and just doodle? Nothing in particular, nothing spectacular, just lots of lines and dots and all sorts. 

Have we forgotten what it is like to finish a story, or script, or even a poem? How satisfying that feeling is to know something is completely.

I understand somethings were never meant to be complete, somethings are better left for us (as a community) to look at and use our imagination to full explore its potential.

But for me, personally, when I don't finish things, it makes me uneasy. It's hard to believe but I cannot sleep if I knowing that haven't finished that story.

Four more years left to add and it makes me sleepless, not because I'm a perfectionist but because I don't want to forget anything. Not one detail because if anything were to happen to me I don't want to be remembered as the gi who never completed anything in her lifetime.

It would be nice when I am about forty I can look back on these things with my other half, (or my children (maybe even grandchildren)) and laugh and enjoy what I did when I was younger.

Anyway, I would like to ask one little thing of you, the reader of my blog, is could you possibly try and not look to the computer screen for the answer to fill that hour of boredom, perhaps just grab a sheet of paper and write a letter. 

If you do this, send me a picture or scan it and send it to me. Perhaps I'll make a story from you my lovely reader.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, it means the world to me. 

Sincerely,

Sophie 

Dear Stranger

Hello,

You may remember me from such social media platforms as Youtube, but as the maintenance was too much for me to keep up with I have kind of let that one slip. But I am not here to talk about that.

I am writing this blog in an attempt to create a community of people to openly talk about issues and problems, whether they are personal or general. It's a way that we, as a group of people, can journey through life giving opinions and advice to help each other. (Don't worry this isn't like a self help page where you will find solutions)

But I suppose you need to know a little about me before you start pouring your hearts out to me.

Well I am a twenty year old university student, I am currently studying Drama and Theatre and I am utterly and overly in love drama (Especially Shakespeare or anything around that time). I am hoping that this degree will lead me to better things such as a career in the theatre,directing would be my first choice but I will say that I am keen on writing scripts and pieces of theatre. Which slides nicely into my love of books. I absolutely adore a good book, all of that knowledge and emotion written on a page ... Is just magical.

Well as I have briefly mentioned, I did have a YouTube channel. Yes, it is still up and running. No, new content is not being added on a regular basis. The reason is because I am commitment problems with certain aspects of my life, but I will go on to explain this in a later blog. However, there is a regular part of the internet in my life that I am committed too. Netflix. I am a terrible person, committing to TV over creative video making! But I am hoping (if I get a good response to this blog) content will be returning to the channel.

So, you may be wondering what else could possible interest me seeing as I have such a hectic schedule with being a lazy student. Well I am a huge music fan, and when I say music I mean everything. Rock, to rap, to country, to classical. As long as it has a good enough tune, or beat, or lyrics then yeah you got me hooked.

There is something important to note about me though. I have a crazy obsession with changing my hair colour, it has to be crazy or it is not worth it, I cannot stand my natural colour. Just for your information, I naturally had mousey brown hair, but with time and the amount of colours I have put on it has turned into a dark chocolate brown. But at this current moment (which can be seen in my profile picture) I am rocking the bleached blonde look.

I suppose there is also the eye liner thing. The story goes like so, I never wore make up until the first year of university, I was eighteen and it was Christmas. Time went on and my eye liner developed into flicks and cat eyes and just being very dark in comparison to my light blue eyes. This is the story and my friend Kate will vouch for me that it always seems my eye liner is on point. (You will hear more about Kate in a later blog)

On top of my lazy student attitude, I have a crazy mad obsession with pizza. That started in university when Domino's pizza was a luxury, now it has turned into a treat for me and my other half to enjoy after a long day of university. (He likes the cookies and he loves me more for introducing him to them)

Talking of the other half and this part of the story includes Kate (and anyone else who may already know me), I am absolutely one hundred and twenty percent crazy bonkers. My mouth will move and make words without my head thinking, and I have the most bizarre way of explaining things. It's what some people love about me and some people hate. 

All in all, that is me.

For now this is all I can really say about me, unless anyone has any questions I guess I will have to start planning the next blog's topic.

Sincerely,
Sophie