Well well dear readers, I'm sorry to have abandoned you for so long! Problems with internet connections and the like have forced my silence, but now I can reveal my IB results...
I did good! I got 38 out of a possible 45, with a 7 in environmental systems, 6s in History, English, Spanish and Philosophy, and a 5 in maths. Add to that 2 bonus points, and voila! I'm going to university!
I was really worried that I hadn't made my 6 in History, but luckily I did so I'm off to York in October!
Although I met my offer, one of my best friends missed her's - by one point. It's so unfair because she worked so hard, which was, if I'm honest, extremely difficult for her! The offer from York really motivated her and it was great to see her try so desperately - but it was a kick in the teeth to miss by one measly mark.
But all is not lost. She did better than they wanted in her degree subject, and so she's asked York to let her in anyway. The trouble is, she may not find out whether she can go to York until the A Level results come out; the 27th of August! After waiting all this time, she may have to wait another 8/9 weeks.
Many people at my school didn't get their firm or insurance, which is so sad, especially for those like my friend that missed by one or two points. But we are told they may still have a chance, so we will have to wait and see.
Other news - we had our first, last and only full dress and tech rehearsal for ROADS the Musical yesterday, which went relatively well. The really irritating this is that although the theatre is not being used by anyone else until our last night (Saturday), we are not allowed in to rehearse! It is very annoying, because it would be nice to be able to rehearse until we are absolutely sure of ourselves. But hey ho, we'll just have to manage it!
So...Opening Night is tonight, and the Last Night is tomorrow - I hope you to see some of you lovely lot there! http://http://purchase.tickets.com/buy/TicketPurchase?agency=GULBENKIAN&organ_val=3217&schedule=list&event_val=4460
Friday, 10 July 2009
Tuesday, 30 June 2009
ROADS the Musical!
Hello again!
Firstly - to reassure you, dear readers, that the pigeon is still alive, and so far has not died in our care (thank goodness)! She's much more perky, and hopefully she'll be up and about on Thursday, ready to complete her race!
I had a ROADS the Musical rehearsal today, which was slightly uplifting, slightly depressing! We are now a mixture of old cast (those that have been rehearsing for over 18 months) and new choir (a younger lot that are doing amazingly well!). The only problem is one scene that has EVERYONE on stage for an extremely long time for a musical - it's a scene that lasts about 15 minutes. Include here that there are four different dances, and all of the main characters are wandering on and off stage...basically it's a dramatic nightmare!
That's been really stressful, but one excellently good thing did come out of today - everyone now has costumes! Well, except for two extras which would have been nice, but we'll try and sort that out if we have time! It's such a relief to get it sorted, because the last thing that I wanted to do was for someone to not have a costume, or to be uncomfortable in the one that they are in. So yayness!
In other news...hopefully off to the beach tomorrow with a load of my friends. It seems like the summer has finally started, and, strangely for Britain, we are in the middle of a heatwave - brilliant!
My eye is still slightly painful, but it's definitely getting better so here's hoping that I'll be alright for results day! It's so terrifying, it's only five days away now! I got a letter in the post today from Kent University inviting me to an Open Day on the 4th - two days before results day! I'm not really sure if I can be bothered to travel there, but I could find out two days later that that's where I'll be for the next three years...scary!
So anyway, I'll keep you updated on my eye, the pigeon, the beach party, the rehearsals, the show (don't forget your tickets from http://http//www.kent.ac.uk/gulbenkian/THEATREJULY2009.html) and the all important RESULTS DAY! Scary scary!
Have a good day!
Firstly - to reassure you, dear readers, that the pigeon is still alive, and so far has not died in our care (thank goodness)! She's much more perky, and hopefully she'll be up and about on Thursday, ready to complete her race!
I had a ROADS the Musical rehearsal today, which was slightly uplifting, slightly depressing! We are now a mixture of old cast (those that have been rehearsing for over 18 months) and new choir (a younger lot that are doing amazingly well!). The only problem is one scene that has EVERYONE on stage for an extremely long time for a musical - it's a scene that lasts about 15 minutes. Include here that there are four different dances, and all of the main characters are wandering on and off stage...basically it's a dramatic nightmare!
That's been really stressful, but one excellently good thing did come out of today - everyone now has costumes! Well, except for two extras which would have been nice, but we'll try and sort that out if we have time! It's such a relief to get it sorted, because the last thing that I wanted to do was for someone to not have a costume, or to be uncomfortable in the one that they are in. So yayness!
In other news...hopefully off to the beach tomorrow with a load of my friends. It seems like the summer has finally started, and, strangely for Britain, we are in the middle of a heatwave - brilliant!
My eye is still slightly painful, but it's definitely getting better so here's hoping that I'll be alright for results day! It's so terrifying, it's only five days away now! I got a letter in the post today from Kent University inviting me to an Open Day on the 4th - two days before results day! I'm not really sure if I can be bothered to travel there, but I could find out two days later that that's where I'll be for the next three years...scary!
So anyway, I'll keep you updated on my eye, the pigeon, the beach party, the rehearsals, the show (don't forget your tickets from http://http//www.kent.ac.uk/gulbenkian/THEATREJULY2009.html) and the all important RESULTS DAY! Scary scary!
Have a good day!
Monday, 29 June 2009
The Mystery of the Pigeon
No, it's not a new Enid Blyton novel. It is merely the escapades of yesterday for me!
I thought that yesterday was going to be a slow day - work for a couple of hours and then home to chill out. But no, when arriving at home I was informed by my brother (HAYDON!) that there was a pigeon in our garden. Not surprising, you would have thought, considering that we live near a city, but this pigeon was different - it was ringed, and we suspected, a racing pigeon.
After finally getting it into our rabbit carrier, we attempted to read the numerous digits on the various rings around its feet. Having decided that the pigeon was a girl, we fed and watered her, and then rang the official racing pigeon body.
They were shut. This meant that we had to wait until 9am this morning to ring, but the line was almost continuously engaged, meaning that we had to redial constantly hoping to get through.
Eventually we discovered that she belonged to a man that lived in Newcastle, and still had 600 miles to go! Apparently she is an old hen, and frequently takes pit stops on races. We have been charged by this man to care for Pidgie (our name for her, not his!) and then release her on Thursday.
So at the moment she's sitting in our rabbit carrier in the garden. I just hope that she doesn't die in our care - she may be worth something, not counting emotional worth to her owner. I assume that due to her long stay here, she won't be in the lead, unless pigeons always do that on races - can anyone enlighten me?
Apart from that, nothing much to add except for the conclusion of my eye adventure! I went back to the opticians today and had all the tests done - and I am pleased to announce that my eyes have suffered no damage! According to the optician I had badly bruised my eye, and so I have to keep putting drops in it and not wear contacts until Saturday - but I want to be sure, so I have set the day that I will next wear contacts as...you've guessed it, results day! Yes, that's this time next week, when I will know (hopefully) exactly where I will be this time next year.
That's all for now, dearest readers. See you tomorrow!
I thought that yesterday was going to be a slow day - work for a couple of hours and then home to chill out. But no, when arriving at home I was informed by my brother (HAYDON!) that there was a pigeon in our garden. Not surprising, you would have thought, considering that we live near a city, but this pigeon was different - it was ringed, and we suspected, a racing pigeon.
After finally getting it into our rabbit carrier, we attempted to read the numerous digits on the various rings around its feet. Having decided that the pigeon was a girl, we fed and watered her, and then rang the official racing pigeon body.
They were shut. This meant that we had to wait until 9am this morning to ring, but the line was almost continuously engaged, meaning that we had to redial constantly hoping to get through.
Eventually we discovered that she belonged to a man that lived in Newcastle, and still had 600 miles to go! Apparently she is an old hen, and frequently takes pit stops on races. We have been charged by this man to care for Pidgie (our name for her, not his!) and then release her on Thursday.
So at the moment she's sitting in our rabbit carrier in the garden. I just hope that she doesn't die in our care - she may be worth something, not counting emotional worth to her owner. I assume that due to her long stay here, she won't be in the lead, unless pigeons always do that on races - can anyone enlighten me?
Apart from that, nothing much to add except for the conclusion of my eye adventure! I went back to the opticians today and had all the tests done - and I am pleased to announce that my eyes have suffered no damage! According to the optician I had badly bruised my eye, and so I have to keep putting drops in it and not wear contacts until Saturday - but I want to be sure, so I have set the day that I will next wear contacts as...you've guessed it, results day! Yes, that's this time next week, when I will know (hopefully) exactly where I will be this time next year.
That's all for now, dearest readers. See you tomorrow!
Saturday, 27 June 2009
My eyes...
Those readers that are squeamish - look away!
I wear contact lenses, which is usually not a problem. Although I hate touching my eyes, over the last year of so I have got acclimatised to poking around in the old eyes to get the contacts out - normally it's a simple in-out manoeuvre.
Not yesterday night.
I had had a brilliant time at my church youth group, and was not expecting a problem, apart from maybe getting to sleep. But no, of course everything had to get complicated. I thought my contact wasn't out, but I couldn't see; I thought it was in the corner of my eye, but I wasn't sure....
cue panic.
I knew it was really bad for your eye to sleep with a contact in, so I rang my friend's mum (who is an optician) and basically cried down the phone to her! Embarrassing looking back, but it was astonishing how I was trying NOT to panic. In the end she told me that as long as it wasn't on the colour (cornea?) of my eye, I could sleep with it in, and it should slip out by morning. Thanks should at this point go to my friend and her mother, who really didn't have to advise me at almost midnight!
By this time it's 12:30, and I'm exhausted. Unfortunately, I'm so terrified that my eyes are going to harden over, that I'm waking up every 90 mins. Disaster.
And so I'm up and about again at about 8 am today, and guess what - I wasn't sure, but I thought my contact was still in...
cue panic.
I told my poor father, who took me into town. We went to the opticians, but the lovely lady on the front desk told us that there weren't actually any qualified opticians in that day. Or tomorrow. Actually, there wouldn't be ANY opticians available until Wednesday.
cue panic.
After we had ran to the next opticians, I realised that as I wasn't registered to that opticians, I would have to register before they would even LOOK at my eye! Talk about bureaucracy! Finally I went in and saw an optician who was really lovely and helpful, calming me down and then looking at me eye.
I must reiterate here and say that I hate people touching my eyes, myself included. After about twenty minutes, dye had been put in my eye, moisturiser (?) had been put in my eye, as had cotton buds, I was starting to completely freak out. The optician couldn't find any evidence of a contact lens, but there was something in my eye.
cue panic.
Eventually, the optician said that she was almost certain that the contact lens wasn't in my eye, but that some hairs from the corner of my eye had been clogging up, and may cause an infection. She couldn't get them out (oh great), and I would have to put drops in my eye every hour until Monday, and then come back in for a check up. If there was no improvement, the hairs would have to be tweezered out.
cue panic.
And that pretty much brings us up to date. I can't wear my contacts now until at least Tuesday, not that I'm heavily inclined to now, but I had really wanted to wear them for the barbecue this evening - the barbecue that may not be happening because of the really heavy rain pouring outside my window right now.
Great. Just great!
On the bright side, this whole fiasco has managed to make me forget for about twelve hours that there is only one week and two days until results day!
Fun fun fun!
I wear contact lenses, which is usually not a problem. Although I hate touching my eyes, over the last year of so I have got acclimatised to poking around in the old eyes to get the contacts out - normally it's a simple in-out manoeuvre.
Not yesterday night.
I had had a brilliant time at my church youth group, and was not expecting a problem, apart from maybe getting to sleep. But no, of course everything had to get complicated. I thought my contact wasn't out, but I couldn't see; I thought it was in the corner of my eye, but I wasn't sure....
cue panic.
I knew it was really bad for your eye to sleep with a contact in, so I rang my friend's mum (who is an optician) and basically cried down the phone to her! Embarrassing looking back, but it was astonishing how I was trying NOT to panic. In the end she told me that as long as it wasn't on the colour (cornea?) of my eye, I could sleep with it in, and it should slip out by morning. Thanks should at this point go to my friend and her mother, who really didn't have to advise me at almost midnight!
By this time it's 12:30, and I'm exhausted. Unfortunately, I'm so terrified that my eyes are going to harden over, that I'm waking up every 90 mins. Disaster.
And so I'm up and about again at about 8 am today, and guess what - I wasn't sure, but I thought my contact was still in...
cue panic.
I told my poor father, who took me into town. We went to the opticians, but the lovely lady on the front desk told us that there weren't actually any qualified opticians in that day. Or tomorrow. Actually, there wouldn't be ANY opticians available until Wednesday.
cue panic.
After we had ran to the next opticians, I realised that as I wasn't registered to that opticians, I would have to register before they would even LOOK at my eye! Talk about bureaucracy! Finally I went in and saw an optician who was really lovely and helpful, calming me down and then looking at me eye.
I must reiterate here and say that I hate people touching my eyes, myself included. After about twenty minutes, dye had been put in my eye, moisturiser (?) had been put in my eye, as had cotton buds, I was starting to completely freak out. The optician couldn't find any evidence of a contact lens, but there was something in my eye.
cue panic.
Eventually, the optician said that she was almost certain that the contact lens wasn't in my eye, but that some hairs from the corner of my eye had been clogging up, and may cause an infection. She couldn't get them out (oh great), and I would have to put drops in my eye every hour until Monday, and then come back in for a check up. If there was no improvement, the hairs would have to be tweezered out.
cue panic.
And that pretty much brings us up to date. I can't wear my contacts now until at least Tuesday, not that I'm heavily inclined to now, but I had really wanted to wear them for the barbecue this evening - the barbecue that may not be happening because of the really heavy rain pouring outside my window right now.
Great. Just great!
On the bright side, this whole fiasco has managed to make me forget for about twelve hours that there is only one week and two days until results day!
Fun fun fun!
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