The Adventures, Mishaps and Musings of Me

Me pretending to be cool on a bridge in London. 



The conversation that led to this last impromto trip to London went, literally, like this:

*Long awkward topic searching silence*
"You know, I'd much rather see Philip Quast in La Cage aux Folles then John Barrowman."
*Le gasp* "Me too!"
*Squee* "Let's go!"

Thus, we went to bathe in the utter awesomeness that is both London and the musical of La Cage aux Folles: The gay show, which is far more then just a gay show. A French gay show.  I actually think it was funnier then the original French film, which I loved before seeing the musical, and found it just as touching too.  Roger Allam and Philip Quast were both fantastic in the lead roles i.e. as the "the old married couple".  And, yes, I was far too much amused by the fact that they both played Javert in Les Mis.

Further awesomeness was had when we went to clollect our tickets from the box office to find that we'd been "upgraded" from the cheapest seats in the house to the dress circle.  The front row of the dress circle. 

*OMGGOODSEATSSQUEE!!*

Ah, fun times in England indeed.

I spent the weekend over at a friend's mountain town Villa, chilling by the pool, drinking good wine, eating good food and getting sun burnt in temparatures well over 30 degrees.  On Sunday night there was an insane lightning storm - no thunder, no rain, just a bit of a wind and a hell of a lot of fork lightning.

We managed to take some photos of this insane power display of nature alla below:


Around midnight, while watching the lightning storm, I was struck with the realisation of just how inconsequential my life really is.  Even with a glass of wine in hand, it was a rather sobering moment.

 And I'm back!  23 hours after we left the house at 3:00am, we arrived back at 2:00am the next day.  It was... surreal.

The test went really well (according to my parents I had this big grin on my face when I came out XP)  I didn't actually have time to finish all the questions, but neither did anyone else - we were all scribbling away as the test finished.
There were 100 questions and 90 minutes to do them in, which was mega tight.  As predicted, I was able spank the english and critical reading questions, but it was the maths questions I found tough.  I haven't had an actual maths lesson for a year now and even if I had I doubt it would have helped - the Italian maths syllabus is clearly alot different from the English syllabus.  But regardless, I was still able to answer all the maths questions that were based on logic really well, just not obscurely worded equation questions which were (luckily) few. 

I've come to the conclusion over the years that I am complete bollucks at judging how well I did on tests - being proven wrong time and time again both favourably and unfavourably, but I *think* I did rather well :D  I'm gonna have to wait till the 30th April - mid May to find out...

Post test, I became a mad camera phone demon as we took in the sights of Milan!  

We have snow people! OMG SNOW!! In April? WTF! We may not get a white Christmas, but we're having a white Spring break instead. First (discounting the Welsh expidition) and (probably) the last snow of 2008.

No, I did not mix crack with my cereal - I've got photographic evidence!  To reitercate that for Dial up users; that would be LOTS of photographic evidence under the cut.

My room is finally finished!  

For the last few weeks it's been in building site mode - half the floor ripped up, belongings and disasembelled furniture everywhere, walls half painted and tools all over the floor.  But finally it's done!  No more sleeping on the couch for me!

I was just doing the last clearing up yesterday evening and it was amazing how thereputic it was just to throw away tonnes of old stuff away.  Although it was nothing compared to the purge of 2006 (I threw out 4/5 of my stuff that time!) I filled up two black sacks of stuff I just didn't need/want/out grown.

It's kinda stupid how my rooms being revamped now, when I have only one more year of secondary school (or high school for you guys from the US :p) left.  One more year of living in this house; one more year being in the middle of no where; one more year of seeing my friends almost every single day before we go our seperate ways...  

...

Geez, I've depressed myself!

Time for revamped room pics!