Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Gap year SUCCESS? Interviews and journeys to Star Wars!

Hey what's happenin'?
I'm updating! Can you believe it? I can't. Onto more important things! For the third time, I've completely flopped NaNoWrimo. I've written about the number of words I should have written by now, but... Well, it's all over the place. Bits and bobs of about five different projects, in fact. I have a really short attention span.
Speaking of short attention spans, I applied for a ton of jobs a couple of days ago in a frantic dash of 'omg if I don't get one my mum's never going to speak to me again waaa', and I've heard back from two already! Hooray!
One of them (Next) no longer had the position going- apparently a website error on their part - so they were like 'we'll keep your details and phone you back as soon as something comes up'. Little do they know that it may be TOO LATE - As John Lewis jumped the gun and invited me to an interview this Friday!
Bwahaha. Apparently John Lewis is a great place to work, and pays loadsamoney! (BONUS) The only bad thing is that it's supposed to run for TWO AND A HALF HOURS - which seems really REALLY extortionate, but hey. I'll give it a go because a job there would be awesome.
So while that's at two in the afternoon, (ending at roughly half four, I suppose), my coach leaves at seven that evening. 'Coach for what?' you may be asking yourselves, 'what have you gotten yourself into now?'. Well, comprehensive stranger, that's simple.
Or not.
The STAR WARS AUDITIONS. Oh yes, yes, I have gone a little insane. But hear me out, okay?
I've always wanted to do acting, a bit - it's always intrigued me. When I write fiction, I always have to turn into the characters to write their parts - so I've always wondered if I could pull it off on tape. So I began looking to see what someone of my age (with no experience to speak of whatsoever) could do; namely, open castings.
And then... Star Wars are holding open castings?!
I looked at the character profiles, not really expecting to be taken at all by what they were- or not be able to relate to them in any way whatsoever (thus it be a terrible choice of first character to play), but I was wrong. Very wrong. And now I'm sad.
She's supposed to have lost her parents - whether they're dead or alive is up in the air - and she grew up in a rough city (I did too!). She's 17 - 18 years old (I'm 18!) and slim (I'm slim!), athletic (urm...) and beautiful (uh oh.). She sees the bright side of light and always hopes for a better future, and uses humour and blind courage to get through hard times (I do that!). You can see where I'm coming from now, right?
There are noticeable differences - namely in the way that I have my family - but she's not so different that relation, thus accurate expression of her character, would be impossible to me (a very new potential actress)! I feel like I could pull it off... I only hope that I get the chance to!

So I bought my coach pass to Manchester - it should get there on the Friday evening - and I'll camp outside the venue until it opens. (I'm not missing a chance to play a really awesome character like this!) The fact that it is Star Wars is both fortunate and unfortunate - I LOVE Star Wars (Particularly Harrison Ford), but I know that competition is going to be fierce, and I don't want to be overlooked. I have a lot to offer, and I feel like I'm competing with the world! (Which of course, I am!)
I also took my headshot for the casting thingy ma-bob. What do you think? Future Star Wars actress in the maker or horrible wannabe more suited to working in John Lewis?
Let me know what you think! Is it obvious that I'm terrified? I'm terrified!

Sunday, 3 November 2013

BEING A DROP OUT and other fun stuff!

Hey guys, what's shakin'.
So I haven't posted here for a while. For SOME REASON my activity on this blog is still pretty high? (What's that about?) So I figured I'd come back and update you on THE PERILOUS WOES OF KAT.
(In case you were wondering, that's me!)

I'll have you know that I'm still as fabulous as ever.

So I disappeared because I actually found that I had stuff to do, not just any 'stuff', but worky stuff. Boring stuff. Stuff that really, no-one should ever want to do because it drains the soul and mind away from sanity and into the deep dark pit of depression.
That's right folks. A-Levels.

As you know (or don't know- I can't remember how much I actually wrote before I abandoned ship!), I flunked my AS'. Pretty badly. Then I was hell-bent on going to university to study Chemistry, so I had to work DAMN HARD to get there!
I came out with BCD. I was supposed to get BBB. THEY STILL LET ME IN.
And then, two weeks into the course (on the 14th of October, if we're being exact), I handed in my 'let me leave plz' form.

Yeah, I know, Matt. Just let me explain.

SO WHAT HAPPENED? Well, I realised that in actual fact, I'd been following my head instead of my heart. My logical side said 'TAKE CHEMISTRY, YOU CAN GO ANYWHERE', but my brain was saying 'NO THIS IS SO BORING YOU WILL DIE'.

Turns out, that when you're choosing your degree, you should follow your damned heart.

FUCK the people who say 'follow your head' or 'choosing something with jobs at the end of it' because I tried that, and it SUCKED. So yeah, I'm reapplying next year to go and do Business and Creative Writing, or something like that, because that's what I'm good at and that's what I like.
Sue me.

My grandparents hate it - they're being all 'typical daily mail' about it, which obviously makes me look forward to Christmas (:-) :-) :-)) ten times more, but hey.

So right, yeah. For now, I'm sort of trying to get a job (and by sort of, I mean 'I don't really really want one because at the moment I'm a little bit of an anxious wreck and would rather stay at home and write fiction all day every day'), and thinking about trying Camp America. (Cause that could be fun!) 
Working at Build-A-Bear taught me how cool (and sometimes bratty) kids can be, so it'd be fun to work with them and travel and do cool things all at the same time! Plus, staying in youth-crime central for another full year will drive me utterly mental.

I also have to actually sort out my UCAS, and Student Finance, all over again. Which sucks. Big styley. Hopefully this will be the last time that I have to do it, because it really is a horrible process.
Particularly the personal statement, which, by the way, I have to do all over again.


Uni life was... Interesting though. It was pretty weird cause I actually went to uni with my best friend, so I didn't feel the need to make very many other new friends. When I go next year though... It'll be a totally different story. We'll see how that goes when the time comes, eh?

OKAY COOL I'M GONNA GO AND LEAVE NOW! I've got NaNoWrimo stuff to write (why did I agree to this) and more emails to send about UCAS and my future in general.