Happy New Year!

First post of 2010!
I've had an absolutely fantastic Christmas and New Year's eve in Newcastle with my geordie relatives. Christmas day was spent at my Aunty May's house with my Dad, his mum, her sister May and her daughter David. It was a right laugh and we all had an ace time.
Last night for New Year's eve Dad and I went to the local pub; the Killingworth Arms. It makes me wish I lived here with Grandma, so that I could go to that pub every week. As the night went on people got more and more drunk, and in true Georgie fashion everybody was dancing and jumping and generally being mental :')
Two lovely ladies called Noreen and Noreen pulled me over to the dance floor, despite not even knowing me. (I only found out their names on my way out the door at 1am). I ended up dancing with a massive group of people I didn't even know, but it was such a good laugh. I had a brilliant time! It made me realise that this is what New Years Eve is about. Not sat in front of the tele, just being out and celebrating with anyone and everyone. I love the geordies, and now I know where my crazy gene comes from :')

Newcastle is covered in snow today, so Dad and I had a snowball fight and built a snowman, snow TARDIS and snow dalek. Ace ;D

White Newcastle?

Due to consequences (namely, the consequence of my parents' impending divorce) my Dad and I are spending Christmas and New Year with my grandma in Newcastle. I'm really looking forward to it, because I love Newcastle and we're going for longer than usual. I'm really hoping we get some snow, too. :) My Uncle David is literally the greatest uncle in the world (so is my other Uncle, though) and he always manages to find the really illegal fireworks that set off the majority of the neighbourhood's car alarms. Christmas with him will be such a laugh!
I shall be sad though. This will be my first Christmas away from home, and the first I can remember with my brother, Tom. Mum has asked him to stay here, with her. I'll miss him so much, and although I'm planning on ringing him on Christmas Day there will still be an important part missing from the traditional celebrations.

In other news, it's always the wrong person isn't it? I'm still in love with Mr A, and will be so sad to say goodbye to him, even if it's just for the Christmas holidays. But someone else has arrived on the scene. Mr B, let's call him. I don't like him at all in that way. I don't find him attractive, and I'm not particularly close to him. But he asked me out, and I had to turn him down. Partly because I don't feel the same and partly, of course, because I can't even look at another guy while Mr A is in my head (which is pretty much 24/7). That's life though, isn't it.
Oh, and another thing; No, I don't want to know that he gets on really well with your mum, or that you two go shopping in Lincoln and he annoys you by stopping in every cafe for a cup of tea. Just because I mentioned I'm addicted to tea doesn't mean you start up this whole rant about how he does too and that it makes you laugh and then makes your mum laugh and yadda yadda yadda SHUT UP. If only you knew how much I love him, you wouldn't be rubbing it in my face.

Sometimes you have to accept they have someone else, and move on.
But sometimes you can't.
Now is one of those times.

A Change in the Air

Something....feels different.
Something feels fresh.
Something feels new.
Something feels.... hopeful.

I don't mean weather-wise, so much. Indeed it is getting colder as the winter nights roll in, but I can sense a different change in the air. Perhaps it is a change in my mood, the atmosphere of my friends, new revelations? I don't know. But something that wasn't there before has suddenly creeped its way into my life and I can't explain it properly.

If I try and pinpoint the circumstances in which the change feels most different then I feel the answer is clearer. You might be able to guess where this is going, or rather, who. Him. Any and every conversation with Him gives me an overwhelming sense of joy that makes me want to skip and laugh and sing and dance. It's getting to the point where I'm shaking as I talk to him. I'm very much falling completely for him. The thing is though, I've liked him since about May and this weird sensation has only just started.
I'm not telling you the complete truth. There might be a reason for this new feeling. You see, he has a girlfriend. He's had a girlfriend since before I knew either of them. But, I've recently been wondering if their relationship is not as wonderful as she makes out. She doesn't know how I feel, but every time I see her she goes on about him. She clearly adores him (and who can blame her?) but if anybody mentions her to him he shuts up and changes the subject. Naturally that makes me feel great, even though it doesn't mean anything. Something happened though, two days ago, which is when the change began. We have loaned each other books in the past and he had been planning on loaning me another one. On monday he gave me the book and we were chatting about it. He told me that his girlfriend had been starting to read it but that she was taking ages, and that he really wanted to know what I thought of it. As we were discussing it she came over and said "I've read the first few chapters and its really good!" He replied with "Yeah but I want to hear [my] opinion," in a rather matter-of-factly tone. She stormed off and in my mind I (wrongly) did a happy dance. I shouldn't take pleasure in their disagreements and fall outs, because he is never going to be with me anyway. That doesn't stop the fact that the chance of he and her having troubles fills me with hope. False hope, of course, but hope nonetheless.

I guess everything I need to say to him, bar 'I love you', is described perfectly by the legendary Taylor Swift.





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Xj8RrIpiiQ

A Few Things

Don't talk to me about NaNoWriMo. I decided that I wouldn definitely work to finish my novel, but not in the time frame allocated. I'm not going to complete it in time, but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop. As I think I mentioned in the previous blog post, I plan on carrying it on no matter how long it takes. After all, good things take love, care, and time :)

Also, I could do with some advice. If you love someone you know will never love you back, yet you talk to them so often and therefore cannot get over them, what are you supposed to do? Am I really to endure this until I leave sixth form, by which going to university will supposedly make me forget about him? Because I won't stop talking to him now. I'm doing any harm (except possibly to myself in the long run). Bah. Wherefore art thou Romeo?

NaNoWriMo 2009

Uh oh....
It started really well actually; really well indeed.
Then, I went away to Newcaslte for the weekend to visit family, and was stuck with an endearing essay, leaving me no time to write as well as chat to my Grandma (who I haven't seen in months), go Christmas shopping AND attend to my granddaughter duties (set the table, clear the table, wash up, visit the rest of the family, etc).

Excuses, excuses, I know. The point is, I've fallen tragically behind with my Nano. I'm definitely going to persue it and keep writing, but I'm pretty confident that I won't reach the 50k target by November 30th. Still, that isn't the entire point, is it? I entered this as a structured writing challange that although I may have failed, I don't regard it as a complete and utter mess if I carry on and achieve a substantial size novel. I'll have definitely written more than I would have done had I written at my leisure.

I've had an idea for a film script for absolutely ages. In fact, this idea was originally intended as my Nano idea until I changed it. After November I plan on starting this script, alongside my Nano novel, and see where it takes me. The script plot is something I consider close to my heart, and rather personal, so I would like to take great care writing it. (This is actually the reason I chose not to submit it for Nanowrimo). Who knows, maybe in a few years after much tweaking, some (crazy) film producer may pick it up and it might make the Big Screen!! Um...unlikely. But a girl can dream, and dream is what I intend to do.

Wish me luck :)

London Documentary

As you know, I was in London last weekend.
A week later, and I've finally finished putting together the video clips.
What started out as a serious documentary with serious issues, turned into a big laugh, really.
Anyway, watch it if you fancy wasting ten minutes of your life. It made me laugh, anyway, but that might be because I was there.....


Actually, I change my mind. I've just realised this is MY blog, so while you are here you have to obey me and do exactly as I say. So I say; go watch the video, go NOW. And you WILL comment and give it a lovely big rating! Captain's orders!
:)


Comment and rate the video here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QwmEcLjvCHw


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My London Trip

Best. Weekend. Ever.
Seriously, it was amazing. Dad and I went to Oxford Street, Trafalgar Square, the Dominion Theatre to see We Will Rock You (fantastic by the way - I totally recommend). I even found the shop I've wanted to visit for years and never got the chance - Forbidden Planet! For those that aren't sci-fi nerds like me, it is pretty much a big sci-fi shop. I bought myself a new Torchwood poster, yay!
But that wasn't the best bit.
Oh no.

On Friday night as Dad and I were wandering around Leicester Square we saw people setting up a red carpet, so we saunted over and stood by the railings. Over the next hour crowds started to gather (and we were at the front - ha ha ha!) and then eventually the actors from a new film arrived. I'd never heard of the film 'Bunny and the Bull' but that wasn't the point; it had Noel Fielding in so I was eager to get the chance to meet him. And I did!!!! He is such a lovely person and we had a great conversation. He gave me an autograph and had a photo and I was so happy :D



...But that still wasn't the best bit. :)
I am positive I can die happy now, for my life is absolutely complete. I'd never been happier than I was in the space of about ten minutes late Friday night.
I met the guy I've pined over for over three years.
I met the love of my life.

I met John Barrowman.

I know!!!! It is now Tuesday and I'm still shell shocked!! My expression has constantly been that of "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
I'm ridiculously happy and will be for some time! Be thankful you don't have to live with me, like my Dad, who is going to end up hating John after around a week of me :D

I met him outside the stage door of La Cage Aux Folles, and was the second person he gave an autograph too, which made me happy. I would have been first, since I was first in line, but when he came outside and said "Hey, how you doing?" I actually froze. I've never frozen like that in my life, but when he looked at me and spoke I couldn't move, couldn't speak!! Once I regained the ability to use my brain I managed a reply. We couldn't have individual photos because there were too many people there, naturally, but my brilliant Dad took a photo of the two of us together. I'll post them here, but because I look like an idiot I'll also post a normal photo of me, so that you don't go away thinking I'm a freak!
But still, I met John Barrowman :D




And to prove I'm normal...here is me and Dad - two of my favourite photos of the two of us :)
See the rest of the album here: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=152885&id=757008242