The subjects that I'm doing this semester are not only amazing as individual subjects, but compliment each other PERFECTLY! I'm doing PR, Media Relations and Video Production as my media-focused subjects, and so far I'm genuinely loving all of them-they're all really interesting and super practical and what's more, I can take things I learn from one subject and use it in another. Go Chloe. Also, for my history subject I'm taking a course on 'China's Traumas' which I'm finding really interesting as I have NO previous knowledge of any sort of Chinese history whatsoever!
This week also saw something AMAZEBALLS happen. As part of my boyfriend's 20th birthday present I bought us tickets to the opening night of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead at Sydney Theatre Company. As soon as I saw it announced in the season program at the beginning of the year I KNEW I WAS GOING TO GO. We also both love Tim Minchin, so going was kind of a given. We nearly missed the beginning of the play (we bolted through Circular Quay and my heels literally butchered my right ankle), but we made it! The play was absolutely phenomenal. Everything about it-the acting, the dialogue, the SET, the music-EVERYTHING WAS AMAZING! If you're into theatre that's pretty absurd, or just love Tim Minchin, you should definitely go and check it out.
But the story doesn't end there, folks! As soon as the play ended, we ran (well I hobbled) to the stage door, which I knew the location of as a result of previous celeb stalking at the theatre. We thought a million Minchin fans would be lurking there, but alas! We were wrong. The stage door was deserted except for us and Eddie Perfect who walked past us 484983928923 times. After about fifteen minutes one of the play's actors came out and was so friendly-to the point where he tipped us off as to where the play's after party was. Nice guy. Then Toby Schmitz came out with his trucker cap down low and girlfriend in hand. I GOT SO STAR STRUCK and I'm not even a massive fan of him, and Will and I both chickened out of asking him for a picture because he was too intimidating.
Then things started to get real. Tim Minchin exited the stage door and began walking with a group of friends, with his hoodie up to hide his signature hair. He didn't trick us. I got pretty nervous as I didn't want to ruin his cute date with his friends, but as soon as he saw us waiting to see him he left his friends and came over and put down the hood of his jumper. He was such a genuinely lovely and humble guy-thanked us for seeing the show, let us waffle on about our favourite songs of his without disregarding us as complete losers, complemented Will's bow tie and then got his wife to take a picture of us. While it was all happening my mind was going FJFJSDIOFJSIODJFIOSDJFIDO. They then left, and Will and I bolted around a corner and did the most psycho 'I'm so happy we just met Tim Minchin' happy dance that you've ever seen. Good times.
In other news, my Blackberry died. Yes. It feels like I've lost a part of me. Basically the sensor scroll button thing has stopped working which makes the phone unusable. So I'm sucking it up and going on an iPhone plan (yes, plan-I'm a big girl now) on Sunday. For now, I'm using a phone bought for $29 from Coles that looks like it's from the 1990s. I can't even type messages without feeling like I have arthritis.
I hope you are all having a splendid week/first few weeks of semester!
Chloe x
