Time to Let My Hair Down! (well, Nearly…) And A Big Announcement…

It’s nearly that time of year when students put down their books, move out of their university digs and head off for the summer. 

Although for me, lectures are a thing of the past right now, I’ve still got three proper assignments and two reading quizzes to complete before I can put my feet up for a well earned break. 

Tomorrow is the Summer Ball, and I’ve bought a brand new dress, 1950’s swing style, with a separate petticoat, to wear. I’m going with B, so it is very much something to look forward to. I shall enjoy being able to let down my hair and dance my feet off, celebrating a year that saw so much happen to me, and made me a far stronger character as a result. 

A big announcement I have to make is this, however.

I’m starting training to become a burlesque performer. 

That’s right, one of those people who stripteases on stage with feathers, rhinestones and glitter to music. 

It’s thanks to my good friend Cici, who has agreed to teach me all she knows, after I saw her perform at Bath Spa Pride. I already knew her from The Idle Playthings, but had no idea of her sideline in pole and burlesque, until I saw her strut her stuff on stage. After much gushing, and not all that much begging, she has taken me under her wing. As we are both in he throes of studying, we won’t be starting properly until September for sorting out routines, but until then I’m immersing myself in YouTube tutorials, books, films and Pintrest boards to get myself in the zone for performing.

I shall start up my own blog about my journey into the world of burlesque under my stage name soon enough, and get Facebook and Twitter for it, but I’d need photos of myself in costume and makeup, so that won’t be for a considerable while yet. But the blog can kick off soon, probably once I’ve completed all my outstanding coursework for the year. Extra motivation, much? 

In the meantime, I’m getting my fitness up. Yes, the girl best know at school for hiding in the girl’s toilets in the Humanities block at school with a book and iPod to skip PE, is taking up fitness in a big way. I’ve downloaded an app called Zombies, Run! 5k and have been working out with it for the past week. I’ll review it soon, alongside its usual version, Zombies, Run! Even Matt has been getting into the spirit, and runs with me whenever I’m round his or he is round mine. If you’re wondering how Zombies, Run! works, it’s basically an interactive app that gets you to interact with a story as you run, set in the zombie apocalypse. You collect supplies and run away from zombies.

So, this weekend is going to be great! Summer Ball tomorrow, day in bed Saturday, and a trial burlesque and pole class on Sunday! So excited!! 

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Summer Blues

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I started this post sat in the beautiful grounds of Bath Spa, overlooking the lake, whilst sipping my blackberry liquor and soda water, listening to a cute guy and his friend writing a song to an acoustic guitar. Now I’m typing on a bus, where there is free wif fi, with the drizzle and a Starbucks take-out.  I never really liked summer, but now I recon I do. This summer has already changed my life forever, and I know that it will continue to change.

I’m not performing in this, as I didn’t get selected into the cast, but The Idle Playthings are going to Edinburgh Fringe Festival! They are writing a blog about their adventures, http://ctrlaltsketch.wordpress.com/ so check it out, and if possible, donate a little bit of cash, as they need every penny they can get so they can get up to Fringe, and stay there for the duration of the festival. Every little helps 🙂

I also did my hair, so it is now a lovely rainbow colour! I decided on the radical makeover because I wanted to show off who I truly am inside, this crazy, multi-coloured soul who isn’t afraid of being out there any more. And it looks pretty wonderful, if I say so myself! I’m really proud of it, and intend to keep it this way for as long as possible.

Solstice was wonderful! We drank cocktails, played Cards Against Humanity, before heading out to the amphitheatre to show off talents. I performed some of my poetry, whilst my friend V performed some original songs and a stunning cover of ‘Wherever You Will Go’. After that, we went to the summer house by the lake, set up our altar, and burned paper with things we wanted to get rid of written on them. It felt really good to see the paper smolder and burn into ashes. Drinking mead, watching the stars was also amazing, and we headed back to the amphitheatre to watch the sunrise. All I can say is that I was so glad to have my closest friends with me to celebrate my freedom, and to welcome in a new season, a fresh start for everyone, especially me.

I’ve been on a few more dates, after the guy I was seeing turned out to be rubbish, and I’ve realised that maybe this way f finding love… Isn’t for me. It’s nice to take a few hours out of your day to meet a new person, be bought coffee and cocktails, talk sweet nothings until I’m blue in the face. But, that’s really not who I am, if I’m perfectly honest. I’m back to square one, and, you know what? I’m cool with that. For the first time in a long time, I’m comfortable being… Me. Me is a pretty alright person to be, to be defined by my talents, skills and personality, not for the person she has on her arm. Those days are over for me, and I’ve realised that I’m in no hurry at all to run back that way. I do like someone from back home, and I’m keeping my eye out, but what will be, will be.

Arthur is at a tiny bit of a block right now, as I’m juggling coursework with my personal situation, but hopefully I should get back into a proper routine with the novel soon. However, I’ve been writing an awful lot of poetry, mostly about matters of the heart. Maybe I’ll share a few with you all at some point or other.

But, in the meantime, I’ve started up another hobby. You see, I’m working on becoming a mixologist. Yes, a person specialising in the making of cocktails. I’ve started collecting the equipment, buying in the basic ingredients/spirits required, as well as cocktail recipe books. On top of that, I’ve started inventing my own cocktail recipes. At some point, when I perfect them, I’ll share them with you.

The last post I wrote turned out to be my 200th! A bit dark, I know, but that’s the way things go. I’ve had a lot of support from my friends and even people who I’ve never met before, and that means so much to me. I only hope that one day, young people won’t be afraid to turn round and say ‘no’ to an abusive partner. That when they cry for help, they’ll be listened to, and supported, without question. How can someone lie about being attacked, or controlled, manipulated or raped? How does that even work? Grrr, it makes me angry!

So, on that note, thanks for sticking around for 200 posts. Here’s to another 200!

It’s Looking Like Sunshine!

It’s been a weird few days. But those weird days needed to happen in order for things to get better. And they have gotten a lot better than I thought they would. Which is excellent.

I went back to Gosport for a few days, mainly to collect the remains of my life from my ex’s house, I love my friend B so much for helping me out, and letting me crash at hers whilst I mentally sorted myself out. He was, however, despite all agreements to be ‘civil’, was ever so rude. Alright, I’m not the saint of the situation, but I wanted to be an adult about it. And acting smug, practically throwing my boxes into my arms, followed by bitching that I’m ‘snarky’ due to refusing to sell my DSLR to him, then slamming the door in my face? That’s not very adult behaviour. Good riddance, I say!

So, I spent a few days in Hampshire, visited the Dockyard for an afternoon, went for drinks with people, saw my carer and foster mum and generally made the most of a soon to be rare occurrence. The weather was sublime, and it was wonderful to feel the sea breeze on my face.

I’ve really kicked off my dating life, and have been seeing someone, although not seriously, and I don’t think it’ll last for very much longer, if I’m honest. That’s fine by me, if I’m honest, as I’m more than ready to start looking for something a bit more than a bootie call.

My mother is coming up tomorrow to see me, and she’s bringing my older sister along. I haven’t seen them for ages, so it will be nice to catch up. I can’t wait to show them around the city that is now my home, my inspiration. Sounds corny, I know, but that’s how it is!

And then on Thursday it’s our Summer Solstice party! I’m googling celebration ideas, buying in mead, and generally getting rather excited! We’ll make dinner, play games, drink and be merry, before heading out with wine and watching the sun rise 🙂 It will be lovely.

And, on that note, I’ll end. I still need to write a post about the award someone nominated me for last week, so I’ll get onto that tomorrow morning!

Summer of a Lifetime

Because I’ve come out of a relationship, I’ve realised that there are a lot of things I wasn’t able to do because I had a partner.

So this summer, I’ve decided that I want to have A Summer of a Lifetime.

My best friend and I were talking about ideas, such as going to Cardiff to check out the Doctor Who Experience, taking a selfie with a sheep, etc. Then I had a wonderful idea.

How about I ask the Internet what I ought to do this summer? I could write a blog separate to this one, with the list, ticking them off as I do so, and have posts with pictures as evidence of my escapades.

So, where do you wonderful people come in?

Give me ideas of things to do! If I like it, I’ll add it to my list, credit you when I write the post, stuff like that!

I’m already excited!

The World According to Fred #1 – Summer

I like the summer. Especially when it’s hot, but breezy, with clear blue skys. Today I enjoyed a bit of a sunbathing session with HJ in the Gosport garden, whilst she did a bit of knitting and blogging.

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I decided to pose with these lovely flowers that were on the table where HJ was knitting. They did smell rather lovely, even if they did make me sneeze (do bears get hay fever?). Perhaps I ought to start taking allergy tablets.

HJ is knitting me a brand new scarf, as my one that she knitted me last Christmas has started to look rather naff, I might be a teddy bear, but I like to look fresh and stylish! She has chosen some really cool rainbow wool that gives the finished article a tye dye like style. I can’t wait for it to be finished, I know that all the other toys are going to be rather jealous of me (they kind of are already, but that is besides the point) but HJ does joke that I must be one of the most spoilt teddy bears ever. I don’t think so, I just know what I want. Like I want most of the Build a Bear clothing range!

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See, it looks rather nifty, doesn’t it?

We are back indoors now, as HJ has gotten sunburned on her shoulder and chest (silly girl) and is now sat on her bed rubbing aftersun lotions all over her angry, red skin. She says that the red ought to become a tan, but I know she never really tans, that actually, all she does is goes red, burns, and is usually white as a sheet again come September.

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And now, for a ‘selfie’ of me and HJ. She tells me that these selfies are rather popular on the internet at the moment. Thank goodness I can’t do the duck face, that would be rather daft!

I do like summer, but today was a tad bit too hot for my liking. Why I couldn’t of just stayed inside, keeping cool is beyond me. HJ wants me to go with her to the beach at some point, hinting that some swim trunks might be mine if I do go. But I might pass on that if it is hot again. Besides, next week we are off to yet another one of HJ’s reenactment camps, and we’ll have to get two trains and the Tube, which I’ve done before, and didn’t really enjoy that.

I guess that concludes this week’s post. Next week I shall be talking about camping…

Summer Days

As it is a lovely day outside, I’ve decided to sit in the garden with my Kindle, knitting and the sun. Besides, I could do with a bit of sun on my legs, as my arms are catching a bit of a tan, whilst my legs look rather corpse like. I would appreciate a little bit of a healthy glow, but being dark with tan isn’t the plan.

I ought to sit with a notebook, but seeming as I’ve forked out nearly £10 for an app to edit documents on, I might as well just use that to start a bit of literary genius on. I can then email it to myself to get Josh to print off if I wanted to. I’ve also gotten halfway through another square for my uni blanket, though I might start knitting Fred a nice new scarf now his one from Christmas is beginning to look a bit stretched and ropey.

I’m also thinking about new ideas for this blog, to try and get a bit more readership. Perhaps I might give Fred a weekly post, so he can talk a little bit of wisdom in ‘How Fred Sees It’. I will also start doing more cosplay posts, and some better knitting project ideas. I want to do a bit more on the feminism and activism front, (I am a member of Amnesty International) as well as talk a bit more about autism. You know what, I might even chuck a bad joke or two in whilst I’m there!

For now, though, check out my outdoor desk set up!

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The Summer Journal

As you all are aware, I will have finally left college as of the end of the day.

Every summer I try to write a journal to talk about my experiences of the holiday. It gives me some routine, as I will always write the entry at the same sort of time each day. One thing that I as an awkward human being can’t stand (blame the Autism for this) the summer, because my routine is completly broken down to the point where there is no routine, which causes me a lot of stress and annoyance. So this journal helps me keep some form of normality during the terribly long summer break.

I didn’t keep one last year because I was really busy, and because it wasn’t a life changing one. However, the one that I kept during the summer between my GCSEs and the start of college was one that was highly important. I still have that summer journal actually. I cringe when I read it, because the sixteen year old me wa sa heck of a lot more naieve than the me of the now. I wonder what I’ll think of my nineteen year old self in a few years time when I read this year, the year between college and either university or plan B.

Hmmmm