Cardiff Conundrum mark 2

We went to Cardiff again! Philippa was meant to come with, but work summoned her.... Unfortunately... She popped by Swansea on Monday instead, though, which was really nice! So we got to see her before we leave both Nicole and myself. So it's safe to say we both were really happy to see her then.

Anyway, Nicole, Alun, Jamie, Tom and I went to Cardiff! We went straight to the Doctor Who experience (which was awesome) where a scottish girl greeted us and led us through the perils of what is the Doctor's life.

I'm such a sad person... I immediately went straight to "AMG SHE HAZ TEH SAME ACCENT AS AMY POND LOL!!"... Anyway... Turned out the Doc-man had some issues with being inside Pandora's box and all that. So we had to save him. But then we got to steer the Tardis and that's when shit went down. I mean I am an excellent Tardis driver so it couldn't possibly be me... *cough*
Well, however well we steered the Tardis it still managed go be intercepted by faulty Daleks. And then shit went down. I don't know about you, but my mother always said that if you encounter a faulty Dalek, you run.
Bitches don't mess with Mother's Logic (TM).
After that, it went from bad to worse.
Not only did the Daleks pay a visit, no, the Weeping Angels also, somehow managed to join in on the fun. It was never explained how they got on, but I for one was glad Tom had a free hand. Oh Tom. Such a wonderful human shie... Human short-cake baker! Mhm! Totally what I meant to say.
And then some time-rift stuff happened and a lot of monsters were trying to touch us out of a 3D screen, which we all know, sorry to break it to you, is not possible.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! But it looked cool though, I'll give them that.



Then the tour was finished, if I recall correctly. And we could start taking pictures. The Gang lept into a photobooth of the expensive variety and took a quirky yet awesome picture. It is somewhere in all my boxes of crap, so I can't really be arsed fishing that out at this moment in time.

We strode around inside where all the holy props were carefully placed for a little while, a lot of selfies were made on my part, because that is what I'm like, before heading for giftshop and food.

Techniquest was next on our agenda, and judging by the amount of children there, it would be a thriving place for paedophiles. We soldiered on and lept in with such confidence we may ACTUALLY have shook the building a little. And I mean the kind of shaking that kids do to pop-bottles before graciously serving them to a trusting parent-figure before they open it and recieve the entire contents of said bottle in their face. Which is probably why all the paedophiles stayed away from us. I mean they could at least have said hi.... Like... Come on... Someone must have taught them manners!


I am joking.... Though I should probably learn that this is often the type of jokes people would frown upon. Not today, though.

In all seriousness there was a lot of cool science in there. We captured our shadows, we made a ball float, saw how much water our bodies contained etc. Very cool place, but like previously mentioned; flooded with kids.

We left Techniquest in order to go into Forbidden Planet (nerd shop #1) where some emptied there wallets out of admiration of all the "cool shit". However it must have been the other game shop that won on this Cardiff trip, as we thoroughly looted the shit out of its dice. Yes, dice.
It was amazing.
I think we all left satisfied and very tired.
It was a very good trip. We all had loot, we were all content and it was all marvellous. Nicole started patting Jamie with her poster as well, which was hilarious. And kind of cute.
I love those guys.

Thanks for all the memories darlings!  I will miss you all!
-untill we meet again!

The Bachelor

I have finished my bachelor!

I can't believe how fast these 3 years have gone by. It has been crazy.
I will leave Friday, or the 30th with all the stuff I have slowly accumulated throughout these three years and it is a little bit sad. I also am wondering how in the nine hells I will actually manage to get it all back, but that is a problem not meant to be internetized.
(That is now a word. You're welcome Scrabble people. (If you need it in a sentence, here goes: "My God, Molly! You're so internetized!" You're welcome. (Yeah.. My ego is pretty inflated. I enjoy the buoyancy that a great big ego provides. I guess that's what being internetized does to you.)))
For our dissertation we could choose to do an independent performance, solo, or make a company with other actors and create a piece that way. Or you could join the Unknown Pleasures project which we are the 7th year in the row to do. That is pretty cool I think.
I chose to be a part of Unknown Pleasures because I thought working with an external practitioner would be very useful in the sense that I can see how other directors work in a not-as-such-academic environment (even though it was in one... But pish posh.).
Our Director, Gerald Tyler, was amazing. I loved working with him.
He did have a very different way of working, which I thought was... Well... Different... But it was an interesting experience. And I'd like to hope that he found us interesting to work with too.
The ignorants (whom were clones, shielded from "reality" or the outside.) were meant to be slightly Asperger-like in behaviour, moving together or in waves. Doing that took a long time. It could be a little tedious, but it had to be done. I think the end-result was pretty cool. Even though I didn't see it all from the audience's perspective, I did see bits from it and they looked really good. Everyone did so well.

I am very proud to have done this work with all of these amazing people and I think we all did a great job with the piece. Jamie, one of the Technical Theatre students made a time-lapse of the three performances we did as well as the get-out, which was really neat.

We even made it into the South Wales Evening Post! Which is awesome, I think!
I need to show off, of course... Here it is!
Or if that has been taken down then I've got screenshots right here. It's not that I am narcissistic, (that's probably just, hmmm... 90% of it? Joking... Joking...) I'm just really proud of both myself and just all of us, having helped create this world that Gerald made up.

This is another post. A different one. We had a photographer come in and take pictures one day. So it's a little awkward and stubby. I won't post the pictures here, even though I want to, there's just so many people to ask for permission if I do.. X)




My parents, Rebekka and grandma (hereby known as Farmor) came down to see it, which was really cool. I enjoyed having them over, albeit a short time. They seemed to really like Swansea, so when I was working and rehearsing, they were looking around, shopping (Rebekka went a little nuts. Not gonna lie.) and uncovering little restaurant-gems. We went to Mumbles for a little nose-around as well and went to a pebble beach. Farmor, Rebekka and I sat down and enjoyed an amazing mint icecream and lazed in the sun whilst mum and dad went exploring on a little hiking trail. I believe it was Langland Bay we found, and it was gorgeous there.
We went down the steps and looked for nice looking pebbles for a while (as you do), whilst waiting for The Parents and then we plodded along towards a coffee shop we could rest our weary feet in. We went into a little café called Mumbles and enjoyed lovely cup of coffee before we went back into town and Rebekka went ballistic with shopping in Primark.
Oh lawdy lawd. There is a lot... And then there is a LOT.
She was in the latter category.

Ah. Anyway, these 3 years of university has definitely been an adventure, and I hope I have made friends for life here.
I can't wait for the reunion! However, for now, Norway will have to be the next adventure.
Thanks for these past years, I will miss our little performing arts family!