SORRY SORRY SORRY. I made another blog spot thingamajig. Comes to show I have 0% knowledge with this. I'm in a pastel orangey peachy mood today. Right. So, we had Drama first and we were showing Heather and Nicola (Project directors) our devised pieces. I was late (No suprise) but, I have a valid excuse. I got up perfectly early and made it in time for the school bus, however, don't you hate it when you've left your bus fare at home? In this case, it was my busking. So I missed my school bus, therefore, I was late anyhow and was having a very crappy morning. I recieved a text from Mrs Miller and I made a mad dash up to school in time for my scene. I cried and BOY it felt sooOoOOoooooOOOOoo good! When you put your heart and soul into something, it truly makes for an amazing moment. Writing script AS WE SPEAK..
What made me sad today was the bus driver reminded me A LOT of my grandfather. And then I realised I just wanted to be with the people who truly mean the world to me. Geez, I miss him.
About Me
- East Eight
- Wellington, New Zealand
- We are senior students from Wellington East Girls College... ...working on a cross generational drama project devised by Voice Arts Trust. We are exploring the nature of memory and the memories that mark a life time. Our performances within the Museum of Wellington will use film and audio to give an insight into the extraordinary and ordinary moments from the lives of seven elderly women in hospice and dementia care. DON'T MISS IT. Performances are from mid-July to end August 10. Entry by koha. For reservations call 04 472 8904, email museumofwellington.co.nz, and see www.museumofwellington.co.nz
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