Right, so, last few days… difficult to sum up. Too much's been happening. Actually, that was just Saturday. And Sunday. (Originally started writing this on Sunday, so it made more sense, but internet died Sunday evening and I had no chance to post it. Pah.) Saturday… I shall sum up in pictures. This is more fun, and better for most people's attention spans. (Everyone was a bit 'out of it' on Sunday. Thanks be to you, alcohol.)
Okay, so. Got up… lunchtime. Ate something, showered, and people started arriving at around… 3ish. Did random things upstairs for a bit, then I had my driving lesson and everyone else (with Susannah, who has Car) went into town to find Paul presents. With a little help from my driving instructor, as there was one too many people for Susannah's car. Fortunately he didn't make me drive Nikko to Somerfield's.
Driving lesson summed up into small phrases: ooh three-point turn, yay fourth gear, argh bitepoint, vroooom. The end.
Then… I got back, as did other people. Susannah started on Paul's artsy present*, I started sticking decorative things to his photo album, and Lou sat Chris down on the kitchen stool and got to work with the mammoth job of straightening. Eventually successful, but with a few hiccups along the way (and really fantastic photo opportunities therein). But eventually success was had, and this spurred us all upstairs. Though not before capturing emo/angry Ed, emo Nhoj, and emo Nhoj with added emo radiator. All Nhoj photos credited to Nikko.
But yes, spurring. Upstairs, I think we were all strangely emboldened, and while Susannah carried on her artsiness* on my bedroom floor (photo of result below), various people sat in various places, Nikko poked Nhoj's nipples (see expression of Nhoj), and Lou and I sat on the bed and looked at each other in alluring ways. Eventually we got tired of winking and moved onto other things. (The positioning of Lou's obscured right hand is a clue.) Then Ed unwisely sat down between us, and we took advantage. I want to print that photo and have it framed.
But eventually it was time to actually go to the party, so we did that. Sat around in the garden and drank things and made conversation of varying lewdness – depending on whether or not you were talking to Nikko – and I took the chance to capture emo Paul, emo Nikko, and not very emo Chris – straightening apparently does not last long with his hair, thus the toilet-brush look. More worrying still is that it seems to suit him.
The only photo I'm displaying of later is this one, and it may be clear from Nikko's expression what was going on there. Saying nothing. I have some very, very wonderful photos of things going on in that pavillion, however. One is particularly 'kute', and I keep looking at it. I think things are ready to get better again.
So… yesterday, practising with Susannah and Lizza for the concert in a few weeks time. Must figure out date, as I cannot drag people along to it if I don't know that. Anywho, everyone is invited. We need support, both in the emotional and financial sense – some of the money collected from the concert's going towards Suuz's Nepal money. We got through most of our pieces yesterday, but we need to get together again to practice my composed piece and… for the surprise piece, we need to check out the acoustics of St Helen's. See what's possible. I love concerts.
Right, concert is on the 10th June. *NB* Be free, everyone!
*The final word must go to Susannah's artsiness, which took her a total of eight hours to complete and is absolutely fantastic. We took it to Paul's as soon as it was finished on Monday, and he was deeply squeeful. See why. I think it was worth the six hours of afternoon she spent on the floor of my room. And the backache.