There once was a teenage girl called Kat
(She’s the author of this blog - you should know that!)
Kat enjoys buying wonderful new tops
Especially ones from those new online shops
For a party, the perfect one she found
It was gold and lacy, which suited her too the ground
However at home she was completely non-plussed
To find the hem on the sleeve had bust!
Luckily her mum came to her aid in this glitch
“don’t worry my dear, it can be fixed with a stitch”
And so stitched she did, and Kat partied all night
But when the top was washed, along came another fright!
The top had been shrunk and was all out of wack
When Kat put it on it it looked like a sack
She was distraught, upset and stunned
Would the shop take it back and give her a refund?
Well the story must be left hanging in mid air
As only time will end this dastardly affair

So I hope you enjoyed this little ditty
But please be kind and leave me some pity

The new block at our school has just been finished (with too many rooms for drama and media much to the disgust of around 95% of our history group who think that some of the other subjects should get a chance, like maybe psychology who has a grand total of TWO classrooms. Or maybe History itself - their rooms haven’t been refurbished since the Romans made the roads! Also come on! MEDIA AND DRAMA HAVE BLOCKS ALL TO THEMSELVES.) and so now my form has just been moved into our new form room, much to the delight of the boys
“I’m going to be the first to touch the screen!”
“I’m going to be the first to hang my coat up!”
“I’m going to be first to sneeze on this window!”
Simple things eh?

Lotsa Love
Kat
xxx

Well I failed my driving test. Again.
With 3 minors and a stupid pull out in front of a landrover (now I have even more reason to hate them)
But I don’t want to talk about that - it makes me depressed.

So I’ll talk about my fabulous riding lesson last Sunday where I jumped a whole course of jumps which were about 2 foot. Small yes, but that’s exactly what I needed and I think its been the first riding lesson since I started back where I feel like I’ve made progress and I didn’t spend the whole time sick to my stomach. I approached (most of) the jumps confidently and actually enjoyed doing it. Onwards and upwards! It helps that Saxon is my little star pony - he’s so sweet and honest, he even jumped a jump directly after tripping up - a lot of horses would have put the breaks on. He just carried on doing his thing. Love Love Love that pony!
Also helped out at a jumping competition which was (as always) absolute mayhem with about 15 horses competing and all trying to stay in the same tiny enclosed arena - we had a few squabbles from both horses and riders! Was very very fun. Also got to see some of the instructors who are on part time work now.

And to end on a cheerful note, how about reading about some Stallion fighting here (Pictures which are not for the faint hearted)

Lotsa Love
Kat
xxx

THIS BLOG POST WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS ABOUT EVERY ASPECT OF CLOVERFIELD. DO NOT READ IT UNTIL YOU HAVE SEEN IT.

Cant say I didn’t warn you.

Gone yet? Well its your own fault now.
Yes, On Saturday I went to see the much awaited, highly mysterious film, Cloverfield.
Before I went, I purposefully made absolutly no attempt to even find extra trailers, let alone trivia etc, because I was really looking forward to it. I’m glad I didn’t, however now that I am investigating it as most people are, in an attempt to understand some of the ambiguities of the plot, its amazing the theories which are springing up, and what’s even cooler is the stuff we’re being told by the directors etc. (yeh, I’m a sad bugger if this gets me excites)
I love these ’survival-esque’ films, such as War of the Worlds or I Am Legend - I’m not sure why, but I think I enjoy the way that the invasion of our lovely planet by some sort of Homo-sapien destroying creature always seems to inspire a sense of comradery and the interpretation of the primal urge; survival. Also, lets face it - I like made up creatures, be it a fluffy little pegasus foal or a slimy beast from the unknown.

So the biggest mystery is, of course the monster; and most people are asking “What the fuck is it”. Well I can tell you, with my insider info…no only joking, I don’t know. But I have found a few fairly accurate representations form what I remember (yes, I got permission from the artist.)

from Arvalis

To be honest I’m still saying “What the fuck is it”, but I think that’s part of what made it such a good film - you weren’t swamped with information about it, you were allowed, for the most part, to make up your own little (ok, enormous) creature in your head from the flashes you do see. Now, apparently that beasty was the baby
I found this interview with Matt Reeves, the director.

Having just been born it was going through separation anxiety and had no idea where its mother was and was freaking out and was in a completely foreign place, didn’t understand a thing and that that would be sending it into a kind of infantile rage - because it was suffering from this separation anxiety, it was spooked. It was really afraid.

This makes me excited about seeing mummy! It also makes me sad - it means that the poor thing didn’t really mean to do all that stuff, it was just freaked out about this new place and all these horrible little things shooting their little stingers at it. I guess its also sad that the immediate response to “WHAT IS IT? HOLY CRAP?” is “I don’t know…SHOOT THE BASTARD”

The film itself has been said to cause motion sickness, due to the use of handicams when it was being filmed, but I really like the effect. I especially like the character, Hud, who is documenting the whole thing. He was brilliant due to his role as the unsure coward that the film needed for a little bit of humour and a little bit of realism; if they were all the driven hero’s that Rob Hawkins was, I could see it being a bit contrived and cliché.
The best lines came from him anyway:

Beth: [sees monster] What is that?
Hud: Just… something… just terrible.
[while trying to get to a flight of stairs, Rob encounters a parasite and kills it]
Beth: Oh my God! What is that?
Hud: I don’t know! Something different! Also terrible!

Hud: Nobody ever listens to me, then when they do… we’re gonna die…

From the end of the film, it seems there will be a sequel - one commentator on a forum posted “This one was just an 88 minute trailer for the second”. I’m kind of excited about the next one and I really hope its a little longer - I’m not talking LOTR epic but just a bit more stuff…and maybe less running around?

So yeh, go and see it (actually its probably closer to being out on DVD I’ve left this so late :P)
Lotsa Love
Kat
xxx

I’m starting to feel a bit self concious now about blogging about tv - I swear to god its not the only thing I do.

I just got bored of watching “Lilly Allen and Friends”, a tv chat show which premise seems to be “get the audience to write it for us and we’ll headline it with Lilly Allen cos she can sing good and is amusing”
The whole of the first episode seemed to be “here is an example of what we like, but we want you to send it in for us!” - eg, video clips of animals fucking (yes, ok, so they are strangely and wrongly amusing). They also got David Mitchell on and did a fairly bland interview, at which point I switched off.
In the beginning Lilly (I keep wanting to spell that with an e…I don’t know why) Allen (I also feel uncomfortable calling celebraties by their first name even though you know who I mean - I’m not friends with her and so it seems weird.) asked members of the audience to relay a funny and embarrassing story about themselves, and its always fun watching people sell their dignity for a small moment of telly time, but when she said their names, none of them even tried to pretend to be shocked - it was clearly rehearsed and that takes the fun out of the whole situation. Its far less humiliating!
I have to say I’m disappointed - I’ve thought Lilly Allen was funny and I like her music, but her show just felt very scripted. Maybe I’m being mean - she’s not a comedian really and this is the first episode and I couldn’t do better but I’m not going to be watching that again.
I’m also not going to watch it because its a bad influence and got me hurt; L.A (there, less letters…which I’ve just added by typing this…) can fit her fist in her mouth, and it looked fairly easy and I though “well everyone is always telling me I’ve got a big gob…” (despite being told by numerous dentists I have a very small mouth and have had to have a lot of teeth removed to ensure I don’t end up looking like I bought t-rex dentures) and yes, I stupidly tried…and failed, but in the process I managed to split the corner of my mouth. So now it hurts - stupid me.

Lotsa Love
Kat
xxx

Was out riding today and…yes…my first fall since I smooshed a bone.
Clever clever little me!
Well I’m not broken this time, and this time it got caught on camera, so I’ve been banned from bringing any recording device as they seem to curse me!
Its weird though - this time all I got was a bump on my shin, but I was jumping a 2 foot 6 upright at canter, rather than trotting over a tiny weeny little 2 foot cross pole! Stupid Sods law.

However, the lesson today wasn’t going so great - I have no confidence in jumping any more (it terrifies the bejeebers out of me) and am not ashamed to say I was a little bit tearful. I even had the thought ““I don’t know if I want to do this any more” So I need to seriously work on getting back my nerve…

Its right at the end - as you can see I got a little confused as to where I was going!
Sorry about the wind noises!

Lotsa Love
Kat
xxx