Saturday 29 November 2008

My puppet

Today I spent almost all day revising!

*yawn*

Oh well!

As a ventriloquist, I need my own character, therefore I need my own puppet.

So I decided to build one myself. Construction started last year, but so far i just haven't had time.

I told myself, 'sit down one evening and do it!' So I did.

I was doing really good, too!

So far, my puppet had a head, yet no hair. I only have to decorate the inside of the mouth and do some hair!

Also, I have bought a hat and a jumper for my puppet. I just need to plump him up a bit and stick him together! I have had a great idea of cutting a hole in his elbow and putting a glove through the sleeve,meaning I can use my spare hand to be an ACTUAL hand, like on Avenue Q!

If you have no idea what Avenue Q is, then check it out!

Tuesday 18 November 2008

interupted by revisin

Life has returned to normal... or as close to normal as possible.

I am happy at last!

YES!

I have finally finished my story trilogy of the characters 'Harper and Everett'

BOOYAH!

If anyone out there really wants to read them, contact me in anyway possible.

I am on YouTube as sgste (with cool stop-motions and a singing frog!)

Today I found the music to some songs I'm obsessed with... JUST the music!

Now I can sing along propelry!

yet another BOOYAH!

I have also become re-interested in ventriloquism.

Gotta do revision... bye

Sunday 9 November 2008

OK... It's over.

Today, I decided to completely forget the old gal who I once thought was the only reason for my being. (This is probably why it hurt so much to let go.)

As soon as I thought this, a huge weight was lifted off of me and I feel so much more... free.

I still have no idea what I'm going to do or say when she's around (as now we are enemy no.1 to each other) but I have decided to trust God and let him do the talking for me.

I want to thank a few people for assisting me through these tough months, including...

Janine Castellon. She is my best friend and she has been the most helpful to me.

Sophie Chadwick and Sally Liderth, who helped me when I was ready to break open and give up completely.

David Boulton, who has always stuck by me an taken my mind off the matter.

and finally,

Mrs. Boulton and Ms. Lord, my teachers who I felt I could really trust to tell and gain help from.

Friday 7 November 2008

The story...

" I felt attracted to a girl of my class. However, I fell in love with her, and then she turned out to be pretty. I saw her as an ugly girl until I actually knew her... which is very unusual.

I am a Christian, so I prayed to God. I said,

Lord... is she the one? If not, take her out of my life so I do not ruin it!

His reply?

Ste... she is the one.

We began to date, but it turned out I did not give her enough attention.( or at least the ammount she craved.)

So she ended the relationship.

I was utterly heartbroken. I angrily prayed...

Lord... why? I asked you to save my relationship from ruin!

His reply?

She is the one... don't give up.

And so... I would constantly chase her down and tell her my feelings through hints.

Eventually, after she got tired of the attention, she said,

Look, no more hints. Just spit it out!

And so I said...

I still love you and think we should be back together.

Dhe didn't take too kindly to this, and used my love as a weapon. She would fire at me with harsh comments, knowing I couldn't fight back.

Eventually, I did.

I wrote her a note, telling her what she didn't understand and why she was in the wrong.

I was though, at the time, in a huge rage about an earlier insult she had given me, and so placed a few unwanted comments.

I sent an apology to her, and hopefully, she will read it and forgive me."

That's the story... for those who misunderstand.

OH DEAR!!!

Today, I had a nice little message on the board.

The girls of our class each had a rose to represent their beauty... so I wrote...

"A woman is like a rose, amazingly beautiful.
But handle her wrongly, and you could end up hurt."

However, a member of the class, who I had once had a relationship with, took this offensively.

(Just to say, I still love them and have been reminding them. They have been using this as a weapon for attention and are now tired of it.)

So she, infront of the whole class, wrote...

"Some men are like barnacles. They never let go
and its funny to watch them hold on tight."

I was so angry with her!

I've never felt so much withheld anger within me in my whole lifetime!

I exploded and left the room.

I later talked to our headmistress.

For more on this stry, be patient... i will now post our history (me and the other class member)

Tuesday 4 November 2008

HI!!!

This is SGste reporting to you guys...

And I have no idea why I just wrote that...

... duh ...

ANYWAY

Check out what I do that's interesting and stuff right here.

cool.