Boom Boom Pow (everyone of you know it's in your heads)

Yes - I am aware that this blog has been severely neglected. To the point where it should be going into care, a foster blogger would do a much better job. But in times of exams, many things are getting neglected. To name a few: the general rules of basic hamster hygeiene; the accepted meal time patterns and limiting number one should have in a day; reading The Week, a backlog has piled up; and finally, general human sanity and managing to experience the air of the outdoors for a sufficient time each day. The good news is that every big, grey, stormy cloud that is exams has a silver lining... and mine is my last one is on monday! After this much-anticipated grand independence day of emancipation, a return of (relative) normality can occur.

I won't bore you (or stress myself) with exams so far. No general disasters (as far as I can tell...) but I really am hopeless at telling!

Half term - although not so fun being dragged by down by relentless revision - had some high points! Dorset for mum's 50th celebrations was fun with family and friends of all ages, lots of various sporting activities..., crazy dancing in the hotel room with cousins, a mass attempt at water polo which resulted in complete takeover of the pool and a massive feast of a dinner. Back in London I went with Charlotte, as well as Beth and her dad, to see Eric Clapton at the Royal Albert Hall who was, predictably, incredible! We stood at the very top bit in the gallery among the other poor proles and made observations of the crowd being 95% bald, upper-middle class 50-60 year olds 'reliving their youth' along with their wives and tapping their feet or nodding slyly along to the songs. He covered a version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow which only Eric and his coolness and talentedness could get away with, making it completely unsickly! He stood on a completely random antique rug thingy which was baffling but he managed to make it acceptable. His playing Cocaine may have been, no was, the best guitaring I've ever heard live!

Another night that week I took mum for her birthday to a 60's musical at the Arts Theatre called 'Shout!' which worked its way through the decade with fantastic costumes and dancing as well as the best songs to sing along to! These very 'cultural' activities of the last few weeks continued with a ballet at the Lexi the other evening which have a live video link into the Royal Opera House - but you don't have to trek there, pay high prices and can get away with slurping wine throught the performance and crunching crisps. Perfect! :) Speaking of the Lexi, my cousin has slaved away risking damage to her mental health preparing a Film Festival there, celebrating London in all its glory, between the 16th and 21st of June. Please go on the website and book yourself some tickets, it will be fantastic and you won't regret it. http://www.londononfilmfestival.org.uk/

I also had my birthday, 17 wooooop woooooop (I've never noticed before the number of songs about being 17!) which was crowned with victories for both Chelsea and Diversity (extremely to my delight). The evening was celebrated with 12 teenage girls dancing and releasing all exam angst for like 4 hours straight in my living room and garden ...oh yeh!! Thanks everrrrrrybody for a wikiwikiwar burfdai.

So I will leave you all now, as attempting to recap any further back than before half term will turn my muddled mind into mush...
xxx