No Dragonforce pun intended - I've genuinely had a tough couple of weeks, but hopefully things will be better from now on.
So, on Wednesday just gone I lost the Vice President election at the Drama Society AGM. I tried my absolute best as well: posters, flyers, even a campaign video, all to no avail which was very painful. It's added the icing on a cake of trials and tribulations this academic year, with a lot of rocky patches for me to face. All I need is to fail in my bid to get on a capped module in my Options preferences and there's the big fat cherry on top. Nevertheless, I send my heartiest congratulations to the new Committee and I have total faith that they will steer the Drama Society ship through next year.
It's not getting any easier for two weeks either on my front. Titanic is now only a fortnight away. This has led to the most distressing of events: my hair has been lopped off in order to fit the role I have. It was a very sad occasion as I had been growing it for almost a year and now it's gone. But hey, it'll grow back. On with Titanic again - rehearsals are now comprising full run-throughs, with six in a row starting tomorrow and running until the Friday. Then it's performance week, two final run-throughs on Monday and Tuesday and then six actual performances from the 7th-10th March to hopefully six sell-out audiences. Add this to rehearsals starting for two of my modules and you wouldn't think that I actually had a reading week coming up and had no lessons.
I have also decided to give up smoking for Lent. A big decision and one that I know will be incredibly tough, but I am sure I can get through it. My only contact with tobacco is coming from the cigars I have to smoke on stage for Titanic - other than that I'm going to do my utmost to go cold turkey.
Does anyone reading this watch Take Me Out? It's a proper funny show. If you don't, essentially a single guy tries to impress 30 single women in the hopes of getting a date with them. Each girl has a box in front of them with a light. If they don't like the guy, they turn their light off, hence the catchphrase 'No likey, no lighty'. If every girl turns their light off it's a Blackout and the guy goes away single-handed. If he keeps one or more of the girls interested long enough for three rounds, he assures himself of a date and gets the chance to choose the girl himself by turning off THEIR lights. It's funny because some of the women are complete airheads and say the stupidest of things, and some of the guys are complete dicks too. If a date is secured, the couple go off for a date on an island called 'Fernando's', and everyone sees how they got on.
What gets on my nerves is there's one woman on there called Gracie who seems really lovely and genuine, yet she can't find the right person. She's had her light turned off several times by guys, including today when she was in the final two and still was turned down. I know that one man's trash is another man's treasure and everyone has their own tastes, but she really deserves a guy. However, what I like is that every single person has a job, is making a career for themself. And if there's one thing I cannot understand, it's why so many guys who may have a job, treat women right and are intelligent and funny are left single, whilst bums who sponge off the government and count the days until their 15 minutes of fame on The Jeremy Kyle Show are in relationships with people who could do a lot better than them.
Yeah, there's probably quite a lot of bitterness laced into that last statement: my wait for the right person is taking its toll on me and seeing couples is proving most frustrating at the minute. However, I know that she is out there somewhere and she will appear at the most random of times and steal me away. Who knows, we may know each other already, and our time is just not quite right. That would be a nice surprise.
Until then though, I can only wait, because she will appear. I admit I'm not the coolest, the funniest, the most handsome or the greatest, but I am very good at being myself. And one day, myself will be the perfect match for someone. Let's hope it's sooner rather than later, eh?
Laters xx
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