chelsea does stuff

chelsea moves to tumblr

2011-06-26T16:45:00.000-07:00

SO GET OUT.

Seriously though, meet me on Tumblr at 4 o'clock? We'll make it a date.

Get your lovely asses to http://www.chelsindie.tumblr.com/

I love you all so damn much, but alas I've been ultra busy and ultra slack and I shall make it up to you on Tumblr. Pinky promise.

See you on Tumblr, my lovers!

chels indie ally xx

the 30 day song challenge: day #1

2011-04-04T20:20:00.000-07:00

April 5th 2011. The 30 Day Song Challenge, Day #1: Your Favourite Song.

"Animal" - Neon Trees

I should point that I don't have a favourite song of all time, but this has definitely been my favourite song for the past two months or so. My obsession with this song escalated dramatically when Darren Criss covered this song on Glee in his attempts to demonstrate his sexiness.
(I'm sort of the biggest Darren Criss fangirl EVER.)

Let's talk about camp :)

So I go on camp on Thursday and I am ultra excited. Year 12 camps at my school are really important because it's the very last Outdoor Education experience we have ever with school. It's a bit sad, but I'm pretty sure that we'll have a lot of fun because we're going to the Sunshine Coast Hinterland. The school gives us a lot of trust when it comes to this camp, as they trust us to navigate our own way, plan meals for ourselves, cook for ourselves and just generally trust that we won't do anything other than what we need to. There is one teacher that acts as a silent observer who follows us, about an hour behind, just in case something does go wrong. We have to leave markers for them to find so they know which direction we went, thus making it possible to be able to follow us.

Yesterday we went shopping for camp food, which was a lot of fun. The guys in our camp group were muck around a bit, putting really random things in our shopping trolley and even losing the shopping trolley at one point, but it was a lot of fun. I think we probably bought way too much of some things (we managed to buy six boxes of muesli bars for five people) and spent a lot more money than we should have, but overall I think we did pretty well.

I decided that I would make our group's scroggin (trail mix for those out of the loop), which I made a really terribly done video tutorial:

This camp is the accumulation of all the skills learnt during our five years of Outdoor Education and camps, and the experience is kind of daunting. This will be the last compulsory camp we will have to do in our schooling life. It all seems so surreal! As much as I battled school camps a few years ago, I wish that I hadn't taken them for granted. My school has such a brilliant Outdoor Education program and it's taught me so much about general life skills. While some of these experiences I didn't enjoy at the time (like getting a giant tick at 2am and having to walk from my solo night tent to base camp then to get lost on the way back) and some I thought was really stupid (like building a fence for three hours... which mostly led to my friend Adelaide and I sitting there watching for three hours), I'm glad to have experienced them and they have none the less made me a better person.

Lots of love,
chels indie ally x

chelsea is doing BEDA! ...five days late!

2011-04-04T20:05:00.000-07:00

Hey guys, it's been a while. Yes, yes, I know. Awkward introduction after not writing for a few months ends... now :)

So I decided that I'm going to try to BEDA, which is Blog Every Day in April. Apart from the fact that I am five days late for the start of BEDA, I have two small problems.

1. I go on camp on Thursday, 7th April, until Sunday, 10th April. I'll have no contact with the outside world, and obviously no Internet. On the plus side, I will be vlogging while I am on camp using my normal camera which I recently found out has a video recording feature. More on that later.

2. On Tuesday, 19th April, I'm going to Sydney for a few days with school on a Drama Trip. I get back on the Friday 22nd April, but unlike camp I will have access to my laptop and the Internet, and I will be doing a few Sydney vlogs.

As you've probably worked out, my life is pretty damn busy at the moment. I won't lie, as much as a love you, writing about all the stuff I'm doing at the moment is pretty exhausting. So my blogs for the next month or so will have content from my adventures (mostly stories and updates and a few videos) but I'm adding in a little extra content so that I am able to keep up my motivation and to help to remember to write in here. If you have heard of "The 30 Day Song Challenge", then I will be attempting that this month.

Because I'm unable to write anything while I'm on camp, I will put up "The 30 Day Song Challenge" content for those days all before I leave, then I'll hopefully update those posts with vlogs or stories where appropriate.

I'm starting "The 30 Day Song Challenge" today, and I'll tell you a bit about the camp I'm about to go on.

I hope this is all okay and that it makes up for my lack of content in the past few months!

Lots and lots and LOTS of love,

chels indie ally xx

chelsea isn't indie enough for tumblr

2011-01-31T00:02:00.000-08:00

Apparently. I mean, that's what I've heard.

I've been told by a few people that they've started to read my blog, which is both exciting and nerve-wracking. Now that I know that people are actually reading this, the stakes are higher. Am I impressing you? What if you don't like what I'm writing? SO MUCH PRESSURE!

But hopefully if you've starting reading this blog and you've told me that you do, I'm assuming that you like it. That sounds a bit pretentious, doesn't it? But you know what I mean. If you read this and hated it, I'm guessing you wouldn't keep reading it. That'd be stupid, and honestly I wouldn't blame you if you hate it. Especially when I crap on like this...

ANYWAY, If you read this often enough then you'll probably know by now that I currently manage two blogs, this one and my theatre blog (reviewtastic.tumblr.com).

Yes, stupid of me to have two blogs on two different blog hosting websites. So I know what you're probably not thinking, "Wow, Chelsea is such a blog hosting website slut! Blogspot AND Tumblr... That interweb WHORE!"

...Alright, you're probably not thinking that. But I do realise that these two websites have different sort of... reputations, I guess. Like Tumblr has had a reputation for being the "indie" blog hosting website. Ones where teenagers write depressing and/or vague quotes or poems accompanied by an abstract photo. Where the writers think they're really original by doing that sort of thing when theres a whole website full of them, which I find kind of ironic.

But contrary to that, teenagers and young adults (I'd hazard a guess at calling them my target audience) are more likely to go on Tumblr than Blogspot. Because lets face it, Blogspot really isn't that great and no one uses it.

So I think I mucked up by hosting this blog on Blogspot and my theatre review blog on Tumblr. It just doesn't seem right. It should be the other way around.

Unfortunately, switching the two would take too much time and effort, so I think it'll have to be stuck here. I do think, however, that I'm going to move my theatre blog to Blogspot. It feels too out of place on Tumblr. All the past reviews and posts will be copied to the new Blogspot version of Reviewtastic, so don't freak out too much.

But to all you Tumblr fans, I have a new blog concept that I want to try out. I'll post information about it later, but for now it's a working progress.

I realise that this post was a bit all over the place, but after I fix up my blogs I'll start doing more normal posts. Even I don't like this post, it's like a boring house-keeping post. Bleurgh.

Anyway, I will write again soon, so bye for now!

chels indie ally x

chelsea does a NERD OFF!

2011-01-15T03:28:00.000-08:00

Good evening all :)

I've recently subscribed to electricfaeriedust on Youtube, who is a lovely Welsh girl called Hannah. Hannah is a fellow nerdfighter, charlieissocoollike fan and Harry Potter fan who was suggested by Charlie and Shawna from nanalew as an up and coming Youtuber on their Liker Chains.

She is legitimately badass, yet so god damn lovely - methinks you should check her out :)

But upon some of my trawlings of her videos I found that she did a video response to one of charlieissocoollike's Challenge Charlie videos, in which Charlie participates in a nerd off.

As a newly immersed member of nerdfighteria, I decided to have a go at this nerd off business (despite the fact that I'm possibly the worst nerd ever), so here it goes:

1. I'm extremely awkward at all time. I'm tallish and skinny-ish, so I'm pretty lanky and my limbs always look awkward. I'm also ridiculously clumsy and despite how I can be in comfortable situations, I'm also extremely shy. Theatre has helped a lot with overcoming this, otherwise I'd probably still be known as "The Mute" as I was in Grade Eight.

2. I love buying school books and stationary. My favourite day of the school year is the very first day, because I get all my textbooks and everything is neat and tidy. This is because I have a OCD streak which flares up occasionally, resulting in a cleaning and tidying frenzy. Although, I suppose that's more of a neurotic trait rather than a nerdy one.

3. I go on the school intranet website over the summer holidays so I can find out what my subjects cover for the year, and I take joy in Googling the syllabus of the subjects I'm about to take the next year.

Speaking of which, if it is recorded and performed in the presence of a classroom music teacher, performing as a lead in a musical is counted as a legitimate mode of performance eligible for assessment in music extension.

4. Aside from Facebook, my favourite procrastination tool is looking up university websites to plan my tertiary education. Ironically, I need to do the assignment I'm procrastinating doing so that I can pass and actually be eligible for tertiary education. On that note, I also download University Psychology seminars on iTunes U in my attempts to "get a head start" at uni. I also realise that this means I'll be listening to that stuff all over again in a few years time, but hey, at least I'll be top of the class! ;)

5. I play five instruments - piano, flute, clarinet, violin and voice. I got lessons for piano and flute, but I taught myself clarinet and violin in the hopes that one day I'd be an innovative music teacher that was so incredibly musically inclined that I would be an inspiration to the young musicians of the future.

Not so much a nerdy trait, but I have a thing called "perfect pitch" or "absolute pitch", the ability to identify any musical note without the use of an external reference such as a piano. This means that I can name any note that I hear, I can name the key a particular piece of music is in just by to listening it and I can identify the pitch of everyday things like car horns and microwave beeps. It's a pretty nerdy party trick, but otherwise it's pretty useless.

6. If you go through my iPod on shuffle you'll most likely find Psychology seminars, music from Hank Green and Alex Day, classic Disney songs (mostly Disney villain songs) and a mish-mash of Musical Theatre numbers.

7. Most importantly, and as you probably already know, I spend a fair amount of my time at a theatre. I'm almost like the Eloise of the Brisbane Arts Theatre. That said, I have a very lacking social life, which brings me to...

8. I hate parties. Well, I don't hate them, I just rarely get invited to any so I don't know what to do at them. It's usually because I'm tied up with theatre commitments, but also because as a rule, I will only go to a party if I'm going with a friend and only if that friend isn't the one throwing the party. This is so that I won't be left alone and have to make awkward small talk with people I barely know. Because of this, my typical Saturday night is either staying home to watch Youtube videos, write in this blog or walk around the block to my best friends place to watch TV at her place. I know, riveting stuff.

9. As a kid, I was the first one in my kindergarten class to learn how to read. At the tender age of four years old, I could read at a Grade One level. Not that I'm trying to brag or anything. Similarly, as a slightly older kid, I read Lemony Snicket's "A Series of Unfortunate Events" and actually believed it was real. To the point where a ten year old Chelsea was doing "thorough investigation and research" into the Baudelaire case, until my parents had to sit me down and remind me that it's just a fictional book to prevent me from starting some conclusive evidence thesis on something completely fabricated.

And finally, 10. I slip "French the Llama!" and DFTBA into casual conversation, I check my Youtube subscriptions more often than my emails and I (try to) maintain two blogs while dabbling in vlogging and surviving senior high school on top of lengthy theatre commitments. Generally, I'm just a busy nerdfighter/theatre geek.

So that's it! My Nerd Off is complete!

To be honest, I thought that I wasn't really that nerdy compared to some others, but I guess deep down we're all nerds in one way or another. Speaking of nerds, John Green does a thing called Question Tuesday and he apparently set the record for the most questions answered, which Charlie McDonnell later broke by answering 148 questions. In my extreme boredom, I will answer in my Tuesday post my response to all 148 questions that Charlie answered on Questions Tuesday.

DFTBA :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea answers some questions

2011-01-15T02:01:00.001-08:00

Hello All :)

I mentioned a few days ago that I would do a Questions Tuesday similar to that of John Green of the vlogbrothers in plain text form (because I suck at editing videos and my webcam isn't the best camera in the world.)

So inspired by (and partially in response to) a video by Charlie McDonnell of charlieissocoollike, I've decided to - in my boredom - answer all 148 questions that Charlie answers in his video. Here we go...

1. Are you ready?
Sure.

2. What's your name?
Chelsea.

3. Single?
Sort of.

4. Age?
16.

5. Favourite movie?
Anchorman or Romeo + Juliet.

6. Mac or PC?
Mac.

7. Twitter or Facebook?
Facebook!

8. Favourite animal?
Elephants!

9. Superpower?
Supermegafoxyawesomehot.

10. Boxers or briefs?
Briefs.

11. Favourite food?
Pizza Shapes.

12. Oranges or apples?
Apples.

13. University?
Not yet.

14. Why not?
I'm still in high school.

15. Youtube or TV?
Youtube!

16. When did time begin?
...When time began?

17. Shoe size?
8 in normal shoes, 8.5 in jazz shoes and 5C in ballet shoes.

18. Pick your nose?
Only if necessary.

19. Favourite biscuit?
Subway cookies!

20. Pirates or Ninjas?
Zombies.

21. Favourite game?
Twister.

22. Favourite pizza?
Rosemary, fetta, chicken and sweet potato.

23. Any friends?
I'd say a fair few.

24. Whats your Mum's name?
Karyn.

25. Fry or Laurie?
Fry.

26. Forget or Protest?
Forget.

27. Season?
Spring.

28. Digimon or Pokemon?
Pokemon!

29. Middle name?
Indiana.

30. Alex Day or nerimon?
Nerimon.

31. Height?
171cm.

32. Favourite musical?
At the moment? Legally Blonde the Musical.

33. No?
Yes!

34. Yes?
YES!

35. Favourite shirt?
I don't wear shirts.

36. Pineapple on pizza?
Yes please!

37. In or out?
Out.

38. Having fun?
You betcha :)

39. How do you like your eggs?
Non-existant; I hate eggs.

40. Bath or Shower?
Shower.

41. Red or natural coloured hair?
A more natural version of red.

42. Regret?
Painstakingly stopping and starting Charlie's video to write out all of these questions.

43. Sonic or Mario?
ITS'A ME, MARIO!

44. Can you lick your elbow?
Can anyone?

45. Your Nose?
Nope!

46. Cheese?
Mozzarella!

47. Favourite shop?
Forever New.

48. Stupidest thing you've ever done?
Pfft, when have I notdone something stupid?

49. Tea or coffee?
Tea!

50. Do you love tea?
You have no idea.

51. Favourite insect?
The Very Hungry Caterpillar.

52. Hate anything?
Ants, Eggs, Avocado and Spiders.

53. Biggest fear?
Spiders.

54. How do you get up early?
Alarm clock on my iPod.

55. Favourite stuffed animal?
A giant dog my best friend won from the Ekka and gave to me a year later.

56. Ever been to Europe?
Yes, when I was 14.

57. Body part?
Heart.

58. What are you going to do in five minutes?
Bed!

59. Sugar?
Two.

60. Worst movie?
The Room!

61. Worst movie quote?
"I can't tell you about it, it's confidential. Anyway, how is your sex life?"

62. Favourite mug?
A floral one my Papa bought me.

63. Star sign?
Aries/Taurus. I'm on the cusp.

64. Shampoo?
Garnier Fructis Oily Roots Dry Ends.

65. Can you shout?
YES!

66. Why did you do that?
Do what?

67. First pet?
A ginger cat called Tinkerbell.

68. Siblings?
One.

69. Can you wink?
;)

70. Disney Princess?
Belle.

71. Dream date?
Tom Milsom or Charlie McDonnell.

72. Questions or answers?
Answers!

73. Marry me?
Maybe?

74. Secret obsession?
Dancing.

75. What?
What!

76. How many teeth?
32.

77. Toes or fingers?
Fingers.

78. Favourite present?
I gave my friend Alex some lolly sushi in a really bento box.

79. Favourite sound?
Pop.

80. Ever kissed an animal?
Can't say I have.

81. Innie or outtie?
Innie.

82. What's the time?
9:08pm.

83. What day?
Tuesday!

84. How many train tickets?
Not many.

85. Train or bus?
Bus.

86. Favourite accent?
English.

87. Whats your kryptonite?
Avocado.

88. Got milk?
Yes.

89. Milk or orange juice?
Orange juice.

90. Breakfast?
Vegemite on toast with tea.

91. Ticklish?
Very.

92. How many hats?
Three.

93. Ice-cream flavour?
Vanilla, or Pralins 'N Cream from Baskin and Robbins.

94. Favourite teletubby?
Lala.

95. Favourite band?
Scouting for Girls.
or Sons of Admirals.

96. Favourite place?
Cinque Terra, Italy.

97. Ambition?
Psychologist.

98. Montiva's theory?
What?

99. Crocs?
NO!

100. Past or future?
Future!

101. Can you say page?
Page...?

102. Will you go to prom with me?
Why not!

103. Smoke?
Nope.

104. Drink?
Nu-uh.

105. Ken or Barbie?
Barbie.

106. Favourite book?
Harry Potter.

107. Skinny or boot cut?
Skinny.

108. Favourite comedian?
Adam Hills.

109. How are you?
Wonderful thanks :)

110. Are you drunk?
Nope.

111. Gender?
Female... I think?

112. Vans or converse?
Neither.

113. Favourite word?
Lovely.

114. Religious?
Still deciding.

115. Hungry?
Now you mention it...

116. Cereal?
Frosty Flakes.

117. Number?
167.

118. New York or London?
I haven't been to New York, but I liked London.

119. Boys or Girls?
Mostly boys.

120. Link?
Huh?

121. Favourite Green?
John.

122. Left or Right?
Left.

123. Up or down?
Up!

124. Good at Tetris?
I'm not too bad.

125. Good at video editing?
No way.

126. What kind of a toothbrush?
A white manual one with lavender bristles.

127. Favourite vegetable?
Sweet potato.

128. Do you floss?
No, how rebellious!

129. Best Vacation?
Europetrip.

130. Flying?
Let's go!

131. Roll your tongue?
Yes.

132. TV Show?
Skins or the Mighty Boosh.

133. Darwin?
Great guy.

134. Scientist?
Sigmund Freud.

135. Cats or Dogs?
Dogs, but I love and own both.

136. Socks or barefoot?
Barefoot.

137. Favourite instrument?
Voice.

138. First instrument?
Piano.

139. Favourite meme?
DFTBA or French the Llama.

140. Who are you?
Chelsea, haven't we been through this?

141. First crush?
A boy called Andrew in preschool.

142. Do you fancy Billie?
Billie Piper? A girl crush indeed.

143. Are we there yet?
Almost!

144. Is this a question?
It is now!

145. Whats that smell?
My Papa's cooking.

146. Are you happy?
Chyeah!

147. Should this end?
Yes!

148. How did you go?
Not too bad.

...I bet you learned more stuff about Chelsea than you anticipated. Here is Charlie answering these questions (obviously a lot faster than me!):

So there we have it, my second nerdfighter expedition.

Internet, I will see you on... whenever I can be bothered writing another blog post :)

DFTBA :)

Chelsea

new years resolutions

2011-01-04T19:57:00.001-08:00

Yes, the new year brings on the drunken promises that we force our sober, future selves comply to in order to do those things we've been putting off far too long. However, in my case I was completely sober and, quite frankly, I just needed an excuse to get around to doing these things. So, my list of new years resolutions for 2011...

1. Kick caffeine addiction.
For a while I had a collection of V bottles lined up on my window sill, proving not only that I thought that having a bright bottle green glow pass through the morning sun as I woke up every morning was pretty cool, but also that I consumed far too much V. To the point where it just didn't have any effect on me anymore and I was just drinking it for funsies. Which I guess would be okay if one 350ml bottle didn't contain 45% of my daily sugar intake...

2. Get my L plates.
My birthday is in April, thus meaning I have been sixteen for over eight months. I was meant to get them the week of my birthday, but consequently I had commitments to the BYDE show I was (arguably) working on and then I had an audition for Red, Red Riding Hood and then... yeah. I got busy is what I'm trying to say. So now that I'm taking a break from theatre, I'm finally going to have enough time to study and take the test and actually drive, which is good.

3. Go to regular dance class.
Don't laugh. I mentioned in my post about being cast in Beauty and the Beast as a dancer role so I had to take lessons. Well, my role got changed and I never took those dance lessons. So now I'm immersed in Musical Theatre and I'm still completely uncoordinated. Now is the time to change that!

4. Clean out my cupboard.
We all have that one cupboard that we dump those seemingly useful-yet-somehow-important possessions we so desperately feel that we need to keep that we decide, for the greater good, to never open unless withdrawing or depositing such items. Mine is a clutter of sheet music, old toys, old makeup and god knows what else (maybe a small family of mice?), so my fourth new years resolution is to organise and dispose of all that inhabits "the cupboard".

5. PASS ECONOMICS.
I have a love-hate relationship with Economics. No wait, who am I kidding, I just plain hate Economics. The only good thing about Economics is the people I sit with, and even then it's a good bludge/day-dreaming/sleeping lesson. I had to drop a subject for Music Extension and it came down to a choice between Ancient History and Economics. My reasonable, responsible self decided that I suck at Ancient History and I would only be doing it in Year 12 so that I have fun yet fail miserable, instead of Economics, where I would be just passing but hating it. Unfortunately, I got my report card back and found that even though I failed two exams and an assignment, I still managed to pass Ancient History on a C- and I actually failed Economics. Oh the irony. So now I have to pass Economics, even if I hate my life doing so, to get into my uni course. Goodbye social life...

So there we go. Five resolutions that WILL happen, I decided. Don't worry, you'll get updates on these as they pop up. Like, I'm going for my learners tomorrow and I'm going to a casual jazz dance class (note: casual, not regular) just to test the waters.

I feel like if I tell you that I'm doing these, then I'll be more obliged to actually do it because you've got proof of it. It's weird, but it makes sense to me.

My question to you, do you bother with new years resolutions? I was talking to my friend about it and she told me she doesn't bother with them because she'd never actually follow through with it, thus meaning if she doesn't make a new years resolution then she won't have to deal with the disappointment of not doing it.

Which I suppose is fair enough, but isn't that more or less the whole point? That you're meant to follow through with it so you don't ultimately disappoint yourself?

Anyway, you'll probably hear from me soon. DFTBA and always remember -

chels indie ally x

chelsea approves of google!

2011-01-03T17:58:00.000-08:00

Good Morning All!

Sorry it's been a while, I've been a bit busy lately - what with finishing a show, starting a new blog (details at the bottom), Project For Awesome (which I never ended up posting a video for... stupid me), a pointless holiday to the torrential rain infused coastline of South East Queensland, Christmas, Boxing Day, New Years... But I feel bad because I've been too lazy to update since almost a month ago when I fell asleep with my friend Ash.

What a horrifying thought to have for a month.

But this morning I checked Youtube for my subscriptions and I found this video from vlogbrothers*:

* If you're not a fan of vlogbrothers or of nerdfighteria, I'm not sure if we can still be friends.

So with that in mind, I decided to Google a few things, including "is Hank Green awesome" - go Hank! After a few Googles I decided to Google myself.

Don't lie, we've all done it before.

But check this out...

If you type Chelsea Allen into Google, it asks for "chelsea allen blog". Interesting. Then I was thinking, well, there are TONS of Chelsea Allen's out there (I've met three of them personally in Brisbane!) so maybe a few of them have there own blogs.

OR NOT!

I kid you not, if you type "chelsea allen blog" into Google, it comes up with my blog.

Did I just hear someone in the distance say EPIC WIN?!

...no? Well, I thought it was cool...

Anyway, I hope you had a great Christmas and New Year wherever you were. If you didn't have a great Christmas... don't worry, mine was pretty crap too :)

Unfortunately there is only 20 days until my blissful existence is ended by the beginning of Year Twelve this year (BOO!), but fortunately it's less than two weeks until Captain Ranga Beard returns from his voyage to the Land of Zombie Sheep, otherwise known as New Zealand (YAY!)

I will definitely do a few more posts now that I have the time. Roll on 2011 :)

chels indie ally x

PS I've started a new blog purely for theatre inspired posts, including some horrifically written reviews and information about shows and such called Reviewtastic! (www.reviewtastic.tumblr.com). It's just for funsies, so check it out. I've only done a few posts, but hopefully the new year will bring more to talk about in theatre-land :)

chelsea sleeps with her best friend...

2010-12-08T02:40:00.000-08:00

It's not what you think, you dirty minded beings! We were both tired and we slept on his bed for a bit. Deal.

Ash, my sleazy best friend, this is how much I love you:

By the way, I do kind of regret telling your Mum that you "kept falling asleep on me." It makes it sound like if we actually did sleep together that I'm that bad that you fell asleep. Innocently dirty remarks aside, I had fun today. Hercules was a good choice :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea loves christmas

2010-11-30T03:39:00.000-08:00

I'm not going to lie, Christmas has come ridiculously early for me. I mean, Woolworths does go a bit crazy with setting up the Christmas frivolities in late October, but from being in A Christmas Carol has got me in the festive season since about mid September.

I've always loved Christmas. When I was little, I would insist on making my atheist parents read the nativity story to me for the week leading up to Christmas. I barely saw most of my cousins because they live interstate, and so Christmas was the only time to see them. My mum was awesome at buying presents. Seriously, she had a knack for buying the most awesome stuff that had so much thought put into it by just walking through Chermside for a few hours.

Christmas for me has been different every year, which is fine of course, but growing up I never felt like there was a tradition about Christmas. It just felt like another family gathering. In fact, sometimes it wasn't even a family gathering. One year we didn't even see any of my family until the week after. There was never a sort of tradition that was held from year to year.

Because I had so many different Christmas', ranging from sleeping in a caravan in rural Victoria at my aunt's hobby farm to going to the buffet of a hotel, it's easy to lose track of which ones were more enjoyable than others. But there is one that will go down as my favourite Christmas memory.

In 2008, my Dad and I went overseas for five weeks to go to France, Italy and England all through December. I'd left Brisbane at a bad time - I had some problems brewing with a few of my friends and I felt like I wasn't given the opportunity to fix things before I'd left. For the first few days of the trip I was terribly homesick. But after a week in Paris, I was beginning to enjoy myself.

That trip had a few very nostalgic Christmas memories. We stayed in the town of Mouton (French for sheep) in the southern French countryside for a week in a holiday house that belonged to a friend. It was a rustic little house that had a fireplace and (praise the Lord!) English speaking TV. We spent every night watching "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" re-runs in front of the fireplace while eating baguettes, staying warm from the cold outside.

As we crossed the border to Italy, we found that there was some strange phenomenon in that the Italians (particularly in Cinque Terran town of Riomaggiore) would have Santa plush toys hanging out their windows in a way that looked sort of like they were hanging Santa. That was a bit disturbing, aside from bizarre, and we never thought to ask someone why it was like that. I'm sure there was a perfectly normal reason...

But the memory of that Christmas that stood out the most was Radcliffe on Trent (or Nottingham), where my Mum's sister and her family live. They had been moving around Australia for a number of years due to my uncle's career as a Olympian trainer. I think. He had a lot to do with that young teenage diver from the Commonwealth Games in Melbourne... Melissa Wu? I'm pretty sure thats her name. But he coached her and the Australian diving squad for the Commonwealth Games. Prior to that he'd had a few stints in Perth and Adelaide, so their family of three boys never really got a chance to settle down somewhere. Then Uncle Brendan got a job offer to coach the London kayaking team in preparation for the 2012 London Olympic Games. So Uncle Brendan, Aunty Sharleen and my three cousins Carter, Zander and Fletcher packed up there things and moved to Radcliffe on Trent, boarding the plane on December 31st 2007 in Brisbane, and landing in London's Heathrow airport on December 31st 2007.

Because they never really had chance to settle down properly, my cousins never had a sense of tradition about their Christmas either. In fact, I'd hazard a guess that they had barely stayed anywhere long enough to have three consecutive Christmas' in one city.

But I was astonished in how just over the space of a year how well adjusted they were. They were welcomed into their neighbourhood so quickly and warmly, being invited to join in with the traditions that their neighbourhood had done for years. One of these traditions was a walk through the British countryside on Christmas Eve with the entire neighbourhood as a community. The kids we running up ahead as usual, knowing all the twists and turns in the path that they'd obviously trekked every year since they could walk. I spent a lot of time talking to my cousin Carter, the eldest of the three boys. I realised just from that walk alone just how much things had changed for the better:

Carter had lost most of his Australian accent and wore glasses (I proceeded to call him Harry Potter for the rest of our stay due to his dark hair). The middle son, Zander, was so polite and lovely to everyone - a far cry from his days of severe tantrums and ADHD back in Australia, and Fletcher, sweet little Fletcher, he still calls me Kaz sometimes (Kaz was mum's nickname) in a distinctive northern British accent. My aunt, who was once continually agitated from the stresses of moving around and raising three energetic boys, was calm and relaxed. It was like you could feel how much she was at home there in Nottingham.

The hour long walk lead us to the village pub, where we ate Christmas dinner (and actually sang some Christmas carols!) before going to church for a Christmas Eve service (Carter was the bell ringer!). Despite being such an outsider, I think it was possibly the happiest day of my life. I'd never felt so included in my entire life, especially by a bunch of complete strangers, and I thought to myself - I would do anything to live somewhere like here. Where Christmas is celebrated as a giant family and community, people are so welcome to people they've never met before and the happiness is shared around to everyone. That's what Christmas is really about.

the adventures of chelsea and carole

2010-11-28T04:16:00.000-08:00

So this is my sister Carole:

...I know, what a sexy lady indeed. She's a bit crazy and loud, well... more than a bit... But nevertheless I do love her muchly. She's probably the funniest person I've ever met. We were in the same audition slot for my very first show, Ali Baba, at the start of the year. There was only two of us. I kind of telepathically fist-bumped her after she sang "Adelaide's Lament" from Guys and Dolls (and nailed it, what up?) and I sort of hoped that she'd then be my friend.

Fast forward to a year and a bit later, where Carole and I go the theatre to see ImproMafia's "Fist of Fury" (a veeery funny impro show!) and arrive over an hour early. Idiots! We then decide to walk down to the Barracks to get some food and waste some time. It's there that we realise three things: I only had $9 worth of coins, the ATMs at the Barracks are stupid and consequently, Carole had very little money left on her card.

After abandoning the sushi we'd just ordered, we thought we'd make a last ditch effort for food at Greasy Harry's. After being there for less than a minute, we abandoned Harry's and headed back to the theatre.

By this time it was about 6:45pm, and the show started at 7:30pm. By the time we got there, we'd discussed the abandoned building between Love & Rockets and Banana Bender Backpackers (I think it's the secret entrance to the brothel upstairs) and eaten a half melted KitKat. We then managed to just pay for our tickets, then Carole used her last $3 to buy a Mars bar - money well spent.

In the time spent before, after and during the interval of the show, nothing catastrophic really happened. Aside from Carole scaring the crap out of a girl we'd just met. The show ended and we went home.

Pulling up to my house, I stupidly told Carole that I should really tell her something but that it could wait until Wednesday (note to self: that was a bad idea). But Carole being Carole, I ended up telling her anyway. Because she'd then parked her car in the middle of the road, she thought it would be logical to park her car properly on the side of the road.

Then it didn't start. In the middle of my street.

"Shiiiiiit!"

After Dad and I push Carole's car to the kerb and about five minutes after a phone call to RACQ, Carole has a thought. She goes back down to her car, turns the key, sits in her car then hits her head on the steering wheel in stupidity. "We're going to need to call RACQ again..."

A second call to RACQ later, Carole drives home after realising that her car wouldn't move because one of the gears was wrong (or something trivial like that, I don't remember what it was) and consequently she realised that nothing was actually wrong with her car. Oh Carole, you idiot. I love you so damn much, but dear Jesus that was dumb.

So... That's what I did tonight. My rebellious Sunday shenanigans with Carole. I bet your jealous that your best friend isn't as great as mine.

Anyway, after all that excitement I'd best be gone to bed. Good night internet!

chels indie ally x

chelsea has an average day

2010-11-24T21:59:00.000-08:00

I noticed this week that Blogspot evidentially has some issues in terms timezones, because I can publish a post today and it says I posted it yesterday.

With this in mind, I thought I'd tell you about yesterday (or today).

12AM - Finally got to sleep after being at the theatre for five hours and getting stage make-up off my face before it gets all gross.

2AM - Waking up from a bad dream in which we screwed up on opening night in the first minutes of A Christmas Carol.

7AM - My alarm goes off for me to wake up on my iPod. It's a different song every day, and it was "Fuck You" by Cee-Lo Green. That song is a current favourite of mine at the moment due to the upbeat use of the word "fuck". I felt a bit better.

8:29AM - Got to school one minute before we technically start. WIN.

8:45AM - Went to English and did my FINAL PIECE OF ASSESSMENT FOR YEAR ELEVEN, FUCK YES!

9AM - Watched 10 Things I Hate About You. Another win, I forgot how much I love Heath Ledger.

10:45AM - Played Bop-It with my music class while watching various scenes from The Blues Brothers. My Music teacher is beginning to develop an addiction to Bop-It, so my friend Bronte and I stole his Bop-It to play it in Maths.

11:30AM - Bronte and I realised that we are in different Maths classes, therefore we couldn't play Bop-It. Damn. Instead I bludged in Maths with my friend Lilly and found out my mark for my assignment (A+, A, A-, fuck yeah!) and my overall mark for Maths (B6... like a G6).

12:20PM - Lilly and I got bored of bludging so we went to look for Bronte and the Bop-It.

12:30PM - Ended up going back to Music and returning the Bop-It, while saying "Parting tis such sweet sorrow..." because my English teacher walked in the room.

12:35PM - Lilly, Bronte and I accidentally joined a band that were going to be playing on assembly on Friday for the end of the year. We all chose to leave by that point.

12:36PM - Went back to Music and had a Bop-It Battle with my music teacher. I failed miserably. As punishment for my epic fail, my music teacher decided to tell me that I had to by Music Prac, which I was exempt from due to HOSPITALISATION. I offered to present my Music Prac by demonstrating my Jazz-influenced Bop-It playing. He then pointed out that I suck at Bop-It, and that I'd have to do tomorrow.

12:45PM - Lilly and I finally went back to Maths only to be intercepted by our Maths teacher, who apparently was looking for us. Awkward...

1:15PM - Escaped from a heated argument during lunch with my friend Perri and decided to organise Neg for the next lesson in the library.

2PM - Realised that if we are to spend our Neg period in the Library, then Perri won't be able to say "Neggin' in the Room" like we do normally. That was a little bit sad.

2:05PM - Played I Spy and Spot What while taking selfies. We REALLY suck at I Spy.

2:40PM - Returned Neg slips to the Jarvinator (our Neg supervisor) and went to Economics.

2:45PM - Watched Gruen Transfer with a substitute teacher and fought off sleeping in an effort to be able to walk to the bus without looking like a zombie.

3:30PM - End of school for the last Wednesday of the year!

4PM - Slept.

5PM - Woke up and curled my hair for dress rehearsal that night.

5:45PM - Wandered over to the Duke's to get a lift to rehearsal.

6PM - Arrived at the theatre, went down to the dressing room to chill and put on make-up.

6:30PM - Got notes from the dress run the night before. Probably to my embarrassment I got a comment about how I looked stupid in whatever scene (I do that a lot).

7:30PM - Put on the rest of our costumes and make-up.

8PM - Started the run.

9PM - Interval :)

10PM - The dance for the finale song of the show. I realised that we changed part of the dance but i didn't remembered what we changed it to. I tried to ask my buddy Taya onstage by mouthing the words, but she obviously thought I wasn't talking about anything and laughed. Awkward. Thankfully I remembered what the dance was, phew.

10:10PM - Finished the run and listened to notes.

11PM - Got another casual rage when I called Dad ("It's so long! Hurry up! Make it snappy!") so I hung up on him. Rude bastard.

11:30PM - FINALLY got of the theatre.

11:45PM - De-make-upified and went to bed and read the second Hunger Games book, Catching Fire, for a bit because I couldn't close my eyes. Time spent well. Went to sleep a few minutes later.

Isn't my life exciting? I know, you're jealous.

chelsea sings a carolling song, everywhere that we go...

2010-11-24T17:19:00.001-08:00

Do you know what's good? Christmas. I've really been getting into the festivities of Christmas early this year, but it's been great. Last week we bumped in our set for A Christmas Carol at the Brisbane Arts Theatre, aaand...

We open TOMORROW!

Isn't that exciting? I'm excited! Like most of the cast, I've little sleep this week due to rehearsals every night, but it's going to be so worth it. My favourite part of tech week is the rehearsal when you see the set and everyone's costume on in the lights... It's just so exciting! The costumes for this show are incredible - we're all in 19th century London winter attire even though it's 2010 Brisbane summer! There are so many characters in the show, thus so many costume pieces. Robin did a fantastic job!

Wow, there are so many exclamation marks... I must be excited! :)

A Christmas Carol is very different from other shows I've done at the theatre, so it's exciting to be in a Main House production performing at night instead of children's theatre matinees. I love children's theatre to death, but this is a whole new ball court.

Written by Sally Daly and Tony Millet (veteran playwrights at the Brisbane Arts Theatre) with music written by Shane Daly, this production of Charles Dickens' classic Christmas tale was written specifically for the 2010 Brisbane Arts Theatre production, with lots of originally written songs that will get in your head quickly (we all know from experience!)

Richard Murphy plays the greedily wealthy Ebenezer Scrooge fantastically and isn't afraid to yell "Bah, Humbug!" at the top of his lungs, the show also featuring Barry Haworth as Jacob Marley, Craig Brown as Bob Cratchitt, Karla Deane as the Ghost of Christmas Past, Scott Hossack as the Ghost of Christmas Present, Tim Gawne (Captain Ranga Beard) as the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come and introducing nine year old Kimmy as Tiny Tim.

These are just a handful of the characters in A Christmas Carol, with most performers (except for Scrooge) taking on multiple roles as Carollers, Singing Ghosts, Cratchitts and party-goers. Speaking of Carollers, my best friend's little sister, Lucy, starts off the entire show as a featured soloist singer! She's ten years old and this is her first performance. I'm so proud of you Luce-Goose! :)

It's been such a massive effort on behalf of director Paje Battilana and musical director Shane Daly, as well as the crew members and the entire cast, to make this Charles Dickens' classic come alive that I encourage you to come along and watch the show. It's the best way to support the theatre and to reward us for our hard work and sleepless nights!

For more information about the show and to book tickets, visit http://www.artstheatre.com.au/index.php?page_id=4 or call 33692344.

Now I must go back to bed and sleep - Dad gave the day off because I slept in until 9:45am... woops! I'm still so tired and we have no food in our house. I think it's time for an expedition to Woolworths!

chels indie ally x

chelsea sings in the shower... shhh!

2010-11-11T13:59:00.000-08:00

I've been comfortable with that the knowledge that I am one of those crazy people who sing in the shower. If I have an audition coming up, I'll whip out my audition repertoire for the shampoo and conditioner bottles as an audience or if I'm about to go to the theatre for a performance or a rehearsal I'll sneak in a few warm ups.

I don't do it all the time though. I mean, our house is inhabited by several different sets of people throughout the week so you never know who is more judgemental about shower-singing-shenanigans.

The thing is, my Dad does it too. Yeah, I think that singing in the shower is genetic. He sings as much as I do but worse. He sings (more like mumbles) bits of songs to himself Kings of Leon style* loud enough for the entire house to hear.

Which unfortunately, I've discovered, isn't that loud.

I took Errol for a walk the other day to the park while Dad was having a shower. When I walked past our bathroom window - HORROR. Dad's Kings of Leon shenanigans can be heard loud and clear onto the street outside.

From an entire year of singing the Brisbane Arts Theatre without microphones, my voice has gotten naturally louder. Much louder than Dad's.

So I think that a fair percentage of Ashgrove has had the inconvenience of having to listen to my show tune montage on a regular basis. I live across the road from a music teacher. At least she hasn't come over and told me to sing properly or anything, which would be embarrassing. Maybe she's just too nice to tell me to shut up.

Either way, I have a good reason or two to be singing the shower recently.

Brisbane Arts Theatre is auditioning for the first children's theatre show of 2011 on 20 November. Alice in Wonderland - YES! I'm so excited! It's going to be directed by Jemma Lanyon (our lovely stage manager from Beauty and the Beast), musically directed by Tim Bond and choreographed by Christine Escosa (both also from Beauty and the Beast). It's going to be so amazing!

I have to be preparing for that, as well as going over songs for A Christmas Carol. We open in two weeks from today! Oh my god, so excited! Make sure you all get your bums on the seats of the theatre to see this, it's going to be a fantastic show.

And last but not least...

...What has been seen cannot be unseen. *creepy pedo look*

I'll be back soon, I'm on block testing for the next week so I'll have a fair bit of free time on my hands!

chels indie ally x

chelsea goes to hospital

2010-11-09T21:52:00.000-08:00

You guys might have remembered a few weeks ago my dilemma's involving blood tests? Oh it gets better.

On Monday night I felt pretty sick. Like, reasonable amounts of severe pain. 5/6 out of 10. I got Dad to call my doctor to book an appointment for the next day (Tuesday) and I was booked in for 9:30am. I rocked up to the doctor's in a lot of pain, to the point where I burst out crying from just having to talk. He made me drink some weird shit that tasted like a mix of milk and toothpaste. That stuff was genius, the pain left in a few minutes. Eventually my doctor ran off a few medical certificates and sent me to the Royal Children's Hospital.

After a quick pit stop at Hillbrook to drop off medical certificates, we were off to the Royal Children's Hospital to find that they only accept patients up to the age of fifteen and a half. Somehow my nineteen year old sister still manages to get into the Royal Children's Hospital but apparently I can't - go figure.

So we went to the Mater Hospital instead. Oh that was fun. We got there at 10:45 and finally got in at 1:30. "You're experiencing the Queensland public health system first hand," Dad told me. It surely was a learning experience:

1. The Mater Hospital has a lot of Irish and English nurses and emergency doctors. We asked one of them about it and they told us that back in Ireland they worked 100 hour weeks whereas here they work 30 hour weeks while attending uni at the same time.

2. The nurses (and the doctors too) we're mostly really good looking. There were no really ugly ones there and there were a few that were close male model material. This kind of scared me because I had to keep saying to myself "this isn't a soap opera, this isn't a soap opera..."

3. I have notorious small veins, which meant that it took an hour, two nurses, an emergency doctor and three attempts to actually get enough blood out of me. They told me that small veins are usually a genetic trait - I'm still pissed at Dad for that.

4. I was on a drip for two hours and the results were incredible - my skins looked really awesome after having two litres of water pumped into my arm. I was glowing! There's a lesson in that one there :)

After the blood test, the x-ray (x-ray's are so fun!) and the peeing in a cup test ("It's all fun and games until you have to pee in a cup...") the results were inconclusive.

The fates are against me! What the hell did I do wrong?! Ahhh! So the saga continues - the nurse sent my home after drinking a shot glass full of anaesthetic and a letter to my doctor about an endoscopy.

I should mention that when I asked the nurse what an endoscopy was, inside my head I screamed for about a minute. Then she told me I'd be sedated. Happy gas or equivalent = WIN.

So ladies and jellybeans, the riveting adventures of Chelsea the Hypochondriac continues! See you next week for another blockbuster episode (now in 3D!)

But seriously though, block testing is starting the day after tomorrow so I'll be a busy. Well, doing my three remaining assignments and Drama. But I'll still be busy!

I mean, it's not like anyone reads this anyway :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea thinks a thought about the theatre

2010-11-06T17:04:00.000-07:00

So I had a thought the other day at rehearsal.

I know that in my genetic make up and up-bringing I probably wasn't meant to be a performer. As a kid I was painfully shy and I hated drawing attention to myself. I took ballet classes when I was five but I quit when my mum wasn't going to stay with me during the classes.

For years I was known as the kid who couldn't public speak without fainting or the kid who didn't talk. But then I went and saw my friend in a children's theatre production and went, "wow, I wish I could do that."

Years later, I am doing that. Due to some crazy turn around I decided that I wanted to perform onstage to a live audience, a far cry from my days of fainting from nervousness during public speaking. I know for a fact that I'm definitely not one of the most talented performers at the theatre, even in my age group. There are teenagers at the theatre who have been performing for years and compared to them I feel like I woke up one day and thought, "hey, I wouldn't mind being onstage today!" I used to naively think that I was talented enough to win roles, but it's really not about that.

From my short time at the theatre I've met a whole lot of amazing actors and actresses who have inspired me to develop as a performer, and I've had the opportunity to learn, firsthand, the difference between a good actor and a bad actor.

I suppose you could say that being a good actor is different from a good performer - the main difference is that you can be a great actor onstage but be terribly unprofessional offstage. I think it's just as important to have a good presence offstage as well as onstage during rehearsals and performances.

Listening to directors, making an effort to learn lines, being on time to rehearsals, being on time for performance call times, being upstairs waiting for cues that little bit earlier, organising props and generally being friendly and helpful to everyone in the cast and crew... I think that makes a great actor.

I say this because I know that sometimes I can be a bit unprofessional. I come to rehearsals late sometimes and I fall behind on learning lines, amongst other things. But I've decided that my New November 7th Resolution will be that I will become a good actor, even if I'm not a good performer.

So to my past directors, I'm sorry if I've ever been unprofessional in one way or another. To my current director, Paje, from now on I'm going to make an effort to change my habits during rehearsals and performances. To my future directors, whoever you are, you've got my word that I'll be a good actor from now on, I promise!

chels indie ally x

chelsea has facial hair fever

2010-10-27T23:13:00.001-07:00

Yes ladies and gentleman, the rumours are true. I have a moustache.

I know that people with moustaches are often frowned upon and deemed as untrustworthy, but I would like change this. Here is my plea:

But seriously though, in three short days it will be November. What starts with 'M' and ends in 'ovember'? Thats right, it's Movember time kids.

Movember is worldwide charity event that raises money and awareness for men's health, particularly prostate cancer and depression.

So if you want to donate to Movember or grow your own mo', check out the Movember website (http://au.movember.com/) for some Mo-tastic fun :)

I will possibly putting up more awkward and stupid videos soon to continue my intense procrastination period. Lots of love!

chels indie ally x

chelsea has a weird ass memory

2010-10-27T03:02:00.000-07:00

I have the worst memory out of anyone I know. When it comes to remembering to do something important or trying to study for exams, I'm hopeless. However, when it comes to very specific and often useless pieces of information, I can remember every detail. I realised this glitch in my memory recall today when this happened:

In Year Ten we read To Kill Mockingbird in English. My old English teacher told us that the character Dill was based on the author Truman Capote, who happened to be Harper Lee's childhood friend. Today we read a section of Truman Capote's biography of Perry Smith which lead to my current English teacher asking if we knew Truman Capote from anywhere. I was the only one who remembered the To Kill A Mockingbird reference.

Yeah, so it was an impressive piece of pop cultural knowledge? So what? No ladies and gentlemen, it doesn't end there...

The very first time I went on a plane, I went to Sydney and then Albury. On the way to the plane for Albury, Mum and I got lost in Sydney Airport (on the other side of the terminal) and got our names read over the loudspeaker and we ran for one side of the terminal to the other. That was 13th June (Friday the 13th) 2003.

I started my theatre career on the 31st January 2009 when I went to audition for the BYDE production of Neighbours Away. I wore a white skirt, a bright red shirt with a pirate on it and gold sequinned ballet flats.

Similarly, I remember getting that bright red shirt with a pirate on it quite vividly too. Dad went to Melbourne for a work endeavour and came back with a shirt for me and shirt for Breezy. He picked it because at that time I was obsessed with Pirates of the Caribbean, and he also noted "You don't have any red shirts. You never know when you're going to need one."

Thats just few, but I can remember opening and closing show dates of production that I've been in and I will never forget the phone number to the Brisbane Arts Theatre (33692344) or boy from primary school's number (I get the feeling he wouldn't appreciate that going on the internet.)

I wish I could apply this memory recall to more relevant and useful things, like dates and events that occurred in Ancient History or the definitions of various different terms covered in my Economics course. But alas, time, persistence and dedication (three qualities that are not applicable to my genetic make up or lifestyle) in these particular areas are all I need.

Fuck it, I don't intend on being an Ancient Historian and I've never liked Economics. Youtube, music and blogging is more fun :)

Speaking of those two subjects, I'm thoroughly behind on both of them and I need to get a move on!

Bye!

chels indie ally x

chelsea does a dance off...

2010-10-25T00:50:00.000-07:00

IN SHARK COSTUMES! ZOMG!

This is the original video that this video is in response to:

I did my video about a minute before we had to go onstage, so I had to be quick. Otherwise it would be much longer!

I took a few videos that day, so watch this space for interviews with some of the cast(!) and some exclusive footage from behind the scenes of Beauty and the Beast!

Also I'm not sure if I mentioned this but I'm currently rehearsing for A Christmas Carol (the Charles Dickens' classic) under the direction of NIDA graduate Paje Battilana. We open in a month and it's really coming together well, so I think you should all come see it! Information about the show and how to book tickets can be found at this link: http://www.artstheatre.com.au/index.php?page_id=4 (Hyperlink isn't working, so just copy and paste it - sorry!)

A Christmas Carol is a big deal for me. It's my first main house production, so it's not performing to little kids. It's big kids now. I feel like I've upgraded or something, I'm so excited! I also know a lot of the cast from previous shows I've done throughout the year, which is really special. A lot of the other cast members are people I've seen onstage before and truly admired, which makes me feel so star-struck and lucky to be working with such talented performers.

If you're from Brisbane and you don't see A Christmas Carol, I will cry. Just saying. Otherwise, I have a fuckload of homework I'm behind on that I need to do so I better go!

chels indie ally x

chelsea is single :(

2010-10-21T13:51:00.000-07:00

Yep. I'm single.

It sucks already. I was the one who broke up with him, but it's still hard. I spent last night crying over every single little thing, regretting everything. But that's normal I guess. Although I'll be completely honest, Facebook makes breaking up with someone so much more melodramatic:

If you can see it properly, it says "Your relationship with Isaac Davidson will be cancelled upon saving."

How much does that make you want to say, "NO! I take it all back! I'm sorry!" Stupid Facebook!

I won't go into much detail, but I guess most people will find it to be a shock. We were pretty happy together and we had a really great run for something that we both thought would never happen, but long term it just wasn't going to work.

So girls, if you want a nice guy who'll treat you right give Isaac a call. He's seriously the most ridiculously kind and forgiving guy you'll ever meet. I know that sounds a little bit weird, but it's true. I would have bailed five months and fourteen days ago if I didn't mean that.

Even though I feel like I regret it, I know it was the right thing to do. I'm about 99% sure. It'll be alright though :)

I've got "Don't Rain On My Parade" from Funny Girl blasting through my iPod speakers at the moment, which is a pretty good indication that I'll be just fine. I've got Funny Girl, Glee and Rocky Horror Picture Show to get me through this little speed bump.

Anyway, I have a really structured morning schedule (call me OCD) that I'm about ten minutes behind on, I better get crackalackin' :P

chels indie ally x

PS Asking if someone is okay after a break up is the stupidest thing ever. Of course they're not okay! Even if they say that they are okay, the person then goes "no... I think you're lying." Just saying, stupidest question ever.

Instead of asking if they are okay, send them the link to a funny Youtube video or something. I'd much rather that, just saying.

chelsea fails a blood test... four times

2010-10-19T00:12:00.000-07:00

I am about 99% sure that some divine intervention does not want me to have my blood tested for a possible auto-immune disease.

Four times.

Four times I've tried to go for a blood test in the past week and I've been unsuccessful.

I went to the doctor on Thursday because I've been feeling sick after I eat big meals and I managed to lose 10kg in the space of eight months. How I achieved this, I'm not sure. But the doctor is currently blaming acid reflux for feeling sick after eating and my thyroid for the weight loss, telling me that I may possibly have a case of hyperthyroidism that needs to be confirmed by a blood test. He gave me a starter pack of Nexium for the acid reflux and a blood test request form for me to go next door and get it over and done with.

Blood Test Take One - Thursday:

I went next door, straight after my doctor's appointment, to get the blood test but the nurse told me that she was going on her lunch break. Seeing as Dad needed to get back to work, we agreed to go back on Saturday morning.

Blood Test Take Two - Saturday:

I went back to the pathologist on Saturday, as promised, to get the blood test done so I could go to the theatre straight after. The nurse tried my left arm but she couldn't get my veins (gross, I know) because I hadn't had much to drink that morning. After making me drink four cups of water, she tried again on my other arm. This time she pierced the skin, but had to go kind of sideways in order to get to my vein. It hurt like a bitch.

"Is that hurting?" Stupid bitch, I'm fucking crying in pain! "Did you want me to take it out?"
"Yes!"
"Okay then."
...
"Why is it still hurting?"
"I haven't taken it out yet."
%&*(#&(*@#^%&(&%&*($^&$ COW!

Turns out that she'd taken it out despite the fact that she was actually getting blood that time around. If I wasn't such a wuss I would have had this over with! GRR!

Blood Test Take Three - Monday:

"If you feel motivated, you can go and get you're blood test done today. I've left the Medicare card on the bench." Thanks Dad.
Seeing as the pathologist is walking distance from our house, I decided to go through one of the many parks that surround my neighbourhood. It doesn't take very long, but from the recent rain we've been getting the bridge was under about half a metre of creek water. I was wearing jeans. It wasn't going to happen.

Blood Test Take Four - Tuesday:

I got off the bus at Ashgrove and decided that maybe if I went to a different pathologist, I'd have more luck. I went into the little blood testing room and explained my situation to find that the nurse was actually about to close up. But after I told her this was my fourth attempt to get a test, she got me to sit down and test me out of sympathy. It turns out that I was too dehydrated and she couldn't locate any of my veins again, so she told me to come back tomorrow in the morning to try again.

*sigh* Fate does not want me to have a blood test, I've decided. If tomorrow doesn't work out, I really don't know. I used to be scared of getting a needle, but now my problem is that I actually need someone to stick a needle in me. Strange, isn't it?

So wish me luck for tomorrow, fifth time lucky? Let's hope.

chels indie ally x

chelsea has a message for isaac

2010-10-17T18:28:00.000-07:00

You suck. I'm awesome.

I'm just kidding! I love you babe, even if Facebook says you have no friends...

Hahahaha :) xxx

chels indie ally

chelsea hearts vampires

2010-10-16T05:04:00.001-07:00

No, not Edward the Sparklepire. As in the vampires featured in Aaron Sweeney's Vempire, a play performed by the Brisbane Young Drama Ensemble (aka BYDE).

More on vampires later.

Now, BYDE has previously played an important role in my theatre life. My first two productions ever were with BYDE, so naturally the program has a very dear place in my heart.

When I was a BYDE member (or a BYDE-ling) in 2009, it didn't have the best reputation. In fact, we were close to bottom of the pecking order of the theatre. The program was intended to be a platform for grooming the future thespians of Brisbane, teaching them every aspect of theatre from acting, directing, stage managing, lighting, sound, costume... whatever was relevant to the production they were working on.

Unfortunately, due to low audition numbers, it turned into the company you auditioned for if you couldn't get into any of the other productions. That is, with the exceptions recurring BYDE members and newbies who auditioned for all the right reasons. Recurring BYDE members got bored pretty easily by the "guide talks" that took place every Saturday afternoon, betting that they know certain guide talks off by heart. But after seeing the latest BYDE production, Vempire, I've begun to think twice about BYDE.

This is all due to a bloke called Peter Norton. I met Peter one day upstairs in the costume department, probably mid-March. He came up to ask Sacha about how BYDE worked in terms of "guide talks". I jumped right into the conversation, eager to exhibit my knowledge of BYDE from the inside and it's reputation from the out. To be honest, I think it went down something like: "Ohh... you're doing BYDE? What are you, like the technical guide? (Sucks to be you!)"

Okay, obviously not that insensitive. But he told me that he was taking over the management of BYDE and admitted that he wasn't totally sure what he got himself into. I gave him the run down of what BYDE generally is about and a selfishly large dose of it's bad reputation. He left costume department to me shouting a "Yeah, good luck! You'll need it!" as I went back to my hand-sewing.

Fast forward to this afternoon. I was waiting downstairs in the change room for Isaac to get ready to go (he takes so long!) when Peter came down to start setting up the stage for Vempire. I jokingly asked him how BYDE was going, and I was surprised by his answer.

What was once a seemingly pointless workshop that required rehearsing for so many months just for a pitiful three performances has been transformed into a training workshop that will soon become the platform for young performers to enter Main House productions at the Brisbane Arts Theatre.

I was impressed. "So, will you be rejoining BYDE soon?" He asked cheekily. I wasn't going to give in that easily. I wasn't going to admit that the idea of fast-tracking to Main House Theatre was so very appealing and that I swore that I'd never do another BYDE production. "I'll see what you've done with BYDE in Vempire, then I'll get back to you."

Vempire. Is. Amazing. There was a improvising pianist, who took audiences requests for topics to sing about (which lead to an amusing ballad about Harry Potter zombie-taxidermists), crew members who wore Scream masks and were almost as involved in the production as the actual actors, and lots of fake blood. Despite the dark themes, the show was evidently a spoof of B-grade vampire horror films, featuring many references to pop culture (mostly mentioned by the character of Tyler) and some random but very funny scenes, including the Thriller dance sequence and a killer lesbian vampire pillow fight.

All this aside, I think that the cast of Vempire is the strongest I've seen in a long time. Especially from a BYDE production - a far cry from the 'arranging rather than picking a cast' system of previous BYDEs.

Kaitlyn Woods did a fantastic job as Casey, the main female protagonist, mixing stereotypical dumb teenage schoolgirl in a harmonious blend to kickass vampire slayer. Luis Farebrother of course did a great job as playing Billy, Casey's nerd of a best friend. Particularly his dorky yet cute one-liners, such as "I'll sort you out quicker than I can solve an algebra equation!" Gabby Mirls also deserves a special mention for her lovely yet not awfully bright character Emma, who makes sure to tell everyone that "[insert word here] is bad", particularly my favourite "dying is bad". She also does the Thriller dance on a desk before becoming a vampire, nice.

All in all, I think that Vempire was incredible. It left me amazingly impressed (to the point where after act one I walked out of the stalls saying "I'm so impressed! Aren't you impressed? I'm really impressed!") and made me laugh like an idiot. If you haven't seen Vempire, you really should. Only tomorrow night is their last night. Tickets are just $11 and are available to book online at http://www.artstheatre.com.au/index.php?page_id=20

So... yeah. I'm really tired, so I'm going to go to bed. Goodnight all! :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea is friends with a minor hate figure

2010-10-09T23:40:00.001-07:00

It was just a typical midday Saturday - applying stupid amounts of make up to make sure my face didn't look blank under the stage lights and curling my hair with Jessica's hot rollers (thanks Jess!) - when amidst the noise of laughing, spraying of hairspray and that annoying static you hear in the dressing room that you don't hear until you notice it, I heard a familiar voice that I hadn't heard in a while. A voice I know all too well, but couldn't recall who it belonged to...

Then I found it. Natalie Bochenski, director of "He Died With A Felafel In His Hand" and "Tasmanian Babes Fiasco", crazy improviser in ImproMafia and known under her alias Girl Clumsy (www.girlclumsy.com), was standing just outside the door of the dressing room.

I was scared and confused... but then I realised that I'm not up to that part yet.

We had a good chat about her blog and her 30 Before 30 project, which is the source of the chaos that is now Natalie Bochenski: Minor Hate Figure/Stand Up Comedian. Oddly in this case, minor hate figure and stand up comedian are synonymous. Read, watch, understand:

http://www.girlclumsy.com/2010/10/30before30-stand-up-comedy.html#comments

If you don't know Natalie or her blog, you should. She's pretty much a hero to me as a performer and as a devoted Brisbane Arts Theatrian (or Thespian, which one?!) and you should support her by reading her blog. I mean, she's pole-danced, gone bra-less, Morris danced her arse off to entertain, so go have a read.

Aside from shamelessly promoting Natalie, I'd like to acknowledge her also novelty as well. Firstly, I have a colour-blind boyfriend, one of my best friends is a circus freak, my brother is a ninja, and now Natalie, my inspiration, is a minor hate figure in the Brisbane stand up comedy community.

I'm impressed. You're jealous you haven't got friends like mine! :)

Alright, now I really really have to keep studying for Ancient. Otherwise I'll die. Shit. Goodbye my dears!

chels indie ally x

chelsea welcomes you to 10/10/10

2010-10-09T16:29:00.000-07:00

Oh man, how exciting is today?!

...Not very, actually. It's pretty boring really. Nothing overly exciting about 2010 really, and theres certainly nothing exciting about 10th October. Shmeh. He's a video to entertain you all on this very uneventful day...

I will write again very soon my dears. Take care! I'm off to go study for Ancient. Yes, today truly is uneventful. But Alexander the Great DID have great hair and a smokin' mum.

chels indie ally x

chelsea cries :')

2010-10-09T16:05:00.000-07:00

Isaac Davidson is the sweetest guy EVER!

On Thursday it was our five month anniversary. I know, I know. Five months is pretty much nothing, but come on, work with me here. After a lengthy and in-depth discussion about cookies, I made him M&Ms cookies (because seriously, they are the best ever!) and gave them to him at the theatre yesterday. He felt really bad for not remembering or anything but seriously, do any guys remember anniversaries? My point. So last night he sent me this:

Isaac Davidson, 9/10/10:

I'm sorry that I didn't get you anything, I'm sorry that I'm occasionly a bit of a dick, I'm sorry if I've ever hurt you and I'm sorry that i don't do emotions very well occasionly..

But I love you.

I love your quirkiness
I love your sense of style
I love the fact that you put up with all of my sexist and sexual jokes (i don't really mean them!)
I love how you need more sleep than i do :P
I love how you are so ridiculously beautiful but you don't think so, which can get annoying sometimes!
I love that how you're not a bitchy girlfriend when i said that the german girls where hot :P
I love your awkwardness
I love every minute i spend with you, even if we're just sitting
I love how you can be a little insecure sometimes
I love how cute you are when you're tired
I love you for all your flaws and imperfections.

I know that we are young, but I do want to spend the rest of my life with you, as a your boyfriend or just as a friend if things don't work out (I think that they will though).

I genuinely do love you but I don't know how to potray it sometimes..

I'm sorry that i couldn't tell you this in person, but we won't get any time alone this week. I will love you forever darling. ♥
Heres to 5 months of us being together :)

I hope it makes you smile :)

...Bastard, he made me cry! :'P

Isaac, I love you more than my moustache forever and ever. 100%. Always.

That's all from me, I will write again soon. Possibly when I realise how corny this post was and write something funny again.

chels indie ally x

chelsea shows you a dog

2010-10-07T02:41:00.000-07:00

This be Errol. He's my dad's girlfriend's Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever (no joke, that's the name of the breed) and he is gorgeous.

Epic thumbs up for the dog rolling over about four times in a row? :)

For some odd reason, iMovie is very set on cutting off the top bit of my videos which is why you can't see my eyes half the time. Don't worry, I'm working on it.

I'm sorry I haven't been updating recently, but I haven't had the time or inspiration to properly do anything blog/vlog related until today. Ho hum. Speaking of not having much time, I must away to do my Economics checkpoint.

FUN!

I love you all very muchly and I can't make any promises as to how long it will be until I write/video again, but it will hopefully be very soon!

Bye!

chels indie ally x

chelsea brings you a message

2010-09-19T17:46:00.000-07:00

See you in a few days :)

chelsea hasn't quite conquered the webcam... damn

2010-09-09T20:03:00.000-07:00

So last post I included a video of my supposed "first video blog" which I literally recorded 20 minutes before I left for camp. By now I think you've realised that I didn't actually watch the video before posting it - my bad. I didn't have time to edit it at all because I was walking out the door while waiting for it to load onto Youtube.

So yeah, I'm sorry about that. I WILL make a new video and I WILL edit it properly. Pinky promise.

I just got home from camp, like, about 10 minutes ago. I'm the only one home because Papa went to Rainbow Beach for three days and he hasn't come home yet.

So I'm going to go have a shower then come back and do some vlogging about camp because it was SO MUCH FUN! Oh and the hilarity which came from it was so funny.

So if all goes well, I will see you in about an hour. (Dad just walked in the door then, amazing!)

Bye!

chels indie ally xx

CHELSEA HAS CONQUERED THE WEBCAM!

2010-09-05T16:14:00.003-07:00

Ladies and Jellybeans, I bring you my first video blog. I am king.

I recorded this about 20 minutes before I left for school camp, so it's very rushed. But I just wanted to say hello on my video blog. Hello!

I will see you in five days after camp! :)

Bye!

chels indie ally xx

chelsea is confused

2010-09-03T15:03:00.000-07:00

More confused than usual, that is.

I haven't weighed myself in nine months because we don't own any scales, but when I last did I was 65kg. That's average weight and I'm happy with that. But last night I weighed myself at a friend's house and I've somehow magically lost 9kg.

I'm 173cm tall and now apparently 56kg, which means a BMI of 18.4 (underweight cuts off at 18.5). That's bad! I went shopping the other day with Papa and everything was a size smaller, but 9kg?! Seriously?!

But the thing that gets me is that I eat so much shit, if anything I should be gaining 10kg. I'm so confused!

So if anyone wants to either tell where the fuck my 9kg went, why I magically lost it despite eating so much crap food or someone lend me there bathroom scales. I still find this weird!

Isaac pointed out that nine months, nine kilograms - one kilogram lost per month. It must have been a gradual thing, because I never noticed it until last night.

But still..!

If you want to shed some light on the subject, that would be lovely. Because I'm so freakin' confused.

Bye! :) :)

chels indie ally

chelsea is BACK! (dun dun duuuun!) [part two]

2010-09-02T01:11:00.000-07:00

Hello!

Turns out I do have a video camera - YAY! But I need to find out how it works. Apparently it needs film or something, which seems like such a novel concept to our pint-sized everything technological modern times, but it's a pain because I don't remember how to use it. I will keep you updated about this, but for now don't go holding your breath for a video any time soon.

Anyway, so in other news - I have re-rangafied my hair! Huzzah! I am now slightly more red-headed then my previous red-headed state. Before you contemplate calling a doctor on me for a psycho-analysis (if you were a true friend you would have looked up a shrink in the Yellow Pages by now to put in your speed dial) I do have a good justification for my red head insanity - my character in Beauty and the Beast, Rina the fairy, is described as:

RINA: (Soprano) is a slim, red-haired, magical faery in the service of the Beast and functions as narrator of the show.

So there, I win! However, it does go on to say that she has pointed ears and eyebrows, but that's not important. Rina the Ranga Fairy = Epic Win.

I have nothing else really all that exciting to talk about. I will be back later though, don't you worry you're little head about that.

So... yeah. Bye!

chels indie ally xx

chelsea is BACK! (dun dun duuuun!)

2010-08-31T16:43:00.000-07:00

Hey all, I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. You know how life is...

Not really, I just got really busy with school and theatre and 40 Hour Famine (which NO ONE SPONSORED ME FOR!) so I just didn't really have the time to write. I'm sorry, I love you all muchly. Hugs? :)

...Or not then, awkward :|

Anyway, I thought I'd ask you something while I'm here - what are your thoughts on video blogs? Because I think I have a video camera somewhere and I thought to myself, I have a blog, why not start talking to a camera instead of a non-existant reader? Because lets face it, no one reads this blog. Even I've come to terms with this.

But if you reading this, thank you! :)

So anyway, let me know you're thoughts on the matter and I'll go search around for my video camera. The sad thing is, I actually have a video camera on my iPod, but the microphone in it has gone a bit wrong and it makes the sound that the TV makes when you're pressed some random button and it goes to the black and white snow thing. (Mum used to call it "the snow channel" because it looks like snow. I don't actually think it does, but oh well.)

So yeah. Hello, sorry, hugs, awkward, vlogging, non-existant readers, video cameras, snow channels. That is the end, goodbye... :D

I'll be writing soon my pretties, don't you worry... MUAHAHAHAHAHAAA!

chels indie ally x

chelsea gives up technology for 40 hours

2010-08-21T16:15:00.000-07:00

Oh god. What am I getting myself into now? I spend at least a third of my time on my laptop and now I'm giving it up for 40 hours?!

That's right, the 40 Hour Famine has come around again. It's been difficult for me to work the 40 Hour Famine in my life, seeing as giving up speaking would affect Red, Red Riding Hood when I say my scarce three lines, giving up eating would bring on another vertigo, giving up private transport would leave me broke (shut up, I don't have a job!) and giving up furniture is too much of a hassle for everyone other than me. Also that putting on stage make up while sitting on the floor of the Brisbane Arts Theatre will always be the least favourable option. So it seems the only logical (and hygienic) option is to give up technology.

Which is fair enough really. It will be a genuine loss for me considering I am consistently on Facebook 24/7.So with this all in mind, I've decided to shift my 40 hours to after this coming Wednesday. This is because I genuinely need my laptop to finish my three assignments I have on the go at the moment and two of them are due on Wednesday morning, so as of 12:30PM on Wednesday 25/08/2010, I will give up technology (ie my laptop, my phone and my iPod) for 40 long hours.

So this is actually going to be really hard, I've worked out. Because of this I've set up a donation page where you can donate to my 40 Hour Famine campaign, so please donate! It's for a really excellent cause, which you can read about on the 40 Hour Famine website. The link to my 40 Hour Famine is http://40hf.com/chelsindie

Please donate or get your parents to donate or something! That would make me happy :)

Thanks guys! Have a lovely Sunday!

chels indie ally x

chelsea has vertigo (and finds a funny picture)

2010-08-19T18:01:00.001-07:00

Vertigo is a type of dizziness which is characterised by the feeling of motion by one who is stationary. So effectively, my walls of my bedroom were spinning when I sat up this morning and my eyes were blurry. Two iron tablets, four glasses of water and two hours later, I'm still in my room with my laptop pondering at how dehydration and a lack of iron intake apparently gives you the same sensation as taking illegal substances.

Not that I actually do drugs, I just know a few lovely people who do. Don't judge my friends.

But you know what, body? That's totally cool. I love falling over when I stand up. Having good balance is my least favourite thing ever. Just give me a bit of warning next time, okay? Good!

Aside from some mild hypochondria and tripping balls, I thought I would show you all this.

Yeah, I've had a pretty useless day. But isn't that hilarious?! Have a good weekend and election (yipee) and I'll write again soon :)

chels indie ally xx

chelsea is bitterly disappointed with skins

2010-08-16T16:23:00.000-07:00

What the fuck happened to you, Skins? Why would you ruin something so amazing by introducing a new cast? Why?!

This lot looks like a bunch of tossers. I hate them already. They look like a bunch of cliches just waiting to happen. I've been obsessed with Skins since about Year Nine, respecting Skins as a show that wasn't just a TV show but more of an art form. The dialogue, the use of music and clothing and the storylines drew me in and made me fall in love with Tony and the first generation cast. When they left and the new generation was announced, I initially hated them too. But after I watch the first few episodes I quickly fell in love Freddie, Naomi and Pandora (lovely Panda!). I've learnt not to judge a book by it's cover, but this cast is, and will be, utter shit.

Before you tell me to calm down, I have a few very good reasons to hate this generation. Firstly, the bloke who created and wrote the show (Bryan Elsley) is leaving the production team to launch the American version of Skins, the Office style. What a let down. He's the mastermind behind the dramatic and comedic storylines and dialogue. Without Bryan Elsley, Skins WILL be shit.

Secondly, the music in Skins was amazing. That was one of the things that really drew me to Skins, the use of music in the first three seasons was incredible. The fourth season's music was a bit shit, which was all thanks to the Skins Music Adviser Alex Hancock also deferring his role to some bloke called Kyle. Kyle's music taste is nothing on Alex's indie/techno choice of soundtrack for the first three seasons, which thus made season four a bit of a let down also.

Aside from all the decent people from the production team of Skins buggering off to "let a new team of fresh talent have a go", the other problem I have with this cast is that there is no original storylines left for them to go with. I get the sneaky feeling that none of them are transgender, which was my sole prediction for the next cast. Skins have covered gays, lesbians, drug overdoses, depression, eating disorders, love triangles, dysfunctional families, suicide, autism and teenage pregnancy, just to name a few. There is literally no way to move forward from this point without delving into cliches, which makes me a bit sad.

While it's not high on my list of things that annoy me the most about this new series of Skins, this new cast have no hot guys! What the hell is this? There was Tony and Maxxie in series one and two, then there was Freddie and Cook in series three and four. Also, it looks like one of the girls are trying to copy Cassie from series one and two. NO. If they have another Cassie, I will cry. Hannah Murray is the only Cassie, no one can do airy-fairy like she can. Bad Skins Five! *slaps wrist*

But on the other hand, I would be impressed if they ended up proving me wrong. I'm not holding my breath, though. I have a pretty bad feeling about this lot. I'm going to go watch some original Skins with Cassie, Tony, Effy and Chris, then probably some Naomi, Emily and Pandora after that because are awesome too, rather these tossers.

Bye!

chels indie ally x

chelsea likes equality of the same sex variety

2010-08-09T14:34:00.000-07:00

If you go to Hillbrook Anglican School then you'll know that last week there was a very full-on (I daresay controversial?) presentation made by some of the Year 12's about using phrases like "that's so gay" and other derogatory terms to describe things like "stupid" by using the word "gay".

This really hit me hard. I use those sorts of words all the time and I have lots of gay friends at the theatre and elsewhere, but I never really thought about how that would effect them.

So for anyone reading right now, right this second, if I've ever said anything along the lines of "that's so gay" and it's offended you in anyway, I deeply and sincerely apologise. I mean it, I'm not being asked to say this by anyone other than me.

I really thought those people who did that presentation were amazingly brave. I would never be able to stand up in front of the whole school and talk about that sort of thing. I'm in awe of every single one of those people.

Now that I've been made aware of my bad habit, I've made a promise to myself to never use those words in a derogatory way again and I encourage you to do so as well. As well as that, I also encourage you to sign the online petition for Legal Same-Sex Marriage in Australia by following this link: http://www.equallove.info/petition and sign up. Pronto.

I hope you all have a great week and stuff and I'll write soonly :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea loves sky

2010-08-06T15:39:00.000-07:00

Sky Ferreira, that is.

You know those ridiculously cool people you see who can pull off that chic grunge look without looking like some crazy butch stripper who got locked out of her house with no access to a shower for a few days?

Strippers aside, Sky Ferreira is that and the pinnacle of awesomeness. She's an eighteen year old actress, model and singer/song-writer from Los Angeles who mixes grunge with pop, in way that would make Avril Lavigne look like a complete nob when she started wearing pink again at the age of 22.

If you don't know of her, prepare to get well acquainted with her. She's the next big thing y'know ;) Here's her awesome single "17":

If you don't love her, well, it's quite a delicate process really: Sky or Die ... *evil glare*

I'm kidding, I love each and everyone of you. But seriously, Sky Ferreira is amazing. End of. Okay? Good.

chels indie ally x

chelsea has somewhat of an epiphany

2010-08-06T03:37:00.000-07:00

Love is just an awesome friendship.

It's not all that lovey dovey mushy stuff you heard about. To be honest, love really is quite simple.

Love is acting completely ridiculous in public and not being judged (too much).
Love is laughing at something no one else understands, but you don't care.
Love is being completely comfortable with yourself and not having to act like someone you're not.

Love is walking around in high-heels to avoid short jokes.
Love is waiting at the theatre for an exhausted make-up clad girl after a children's show.
Love is walking up a hill with a laptop, two sets of clothes and school books.
Love is letting your boyfriend join a gay foursome pelvis thrust square, even if you think it's weird.

Love is the hug when you find out your friend is leaving the school.
Love is being part of the group crash tackle when it turns out he came back (you little fucking wanker, Tynan!)
Love is having a seedy middle name.

Love is forgiveness after having not seen all the Star Wars movies.
Love is kitchen jokes followed by spice rack jokes followed by old spice jokes.
Love is hours of facebook chats when you know you should be studying.

Love is many things, many more then I could write now off the top of my head, but you get what i mean. Here's to three months of Isaac putting up with my insanity :)

Isaac, I love you far too much - even if you're just as crazy as me :) xxxx

chels indie ally x

chelsea likes people with ridiculous grins

2010-08-06T02:24:00.001-07:00

Such as Charlie McDonnell from charlieissocoollike (www.youtube.com/charlie)...

...and Susan Boyle...

It's embarrassing how much enjoyment I get from Susan Boyle. Not her singing, just her crazy Scottish-ness. I think it's partly because of my friend Emma. She has pictures of SuBo on her phone that she sends to her friends when she's bored. If you don't laugh at this picture, I'm not sure how I'll win you over...

Either that or your just normal. Or I'm just really tired. Anyway, I'll go now! Bye!

chels indie ally x

chelsea caves...

2010-08-06T00:36:00.000-07:00

Finally, after much nagging for the past couple of weeks (possibly months?), I'm making Caitlyn Duke's wish come true.

Caitlyn Duke, you are now on my blog.

Before you think that I just feature people on my blog for no reason, Caitlyn is actually one of the funniest people I know. The day she got a Facebook, all hell broke loose. But out of all the ridiculous things she's done in her life, I think this one might just be blog worthy...

Coo, I salute you. I hope you're happy now.

In other news, on the Ekka Wednesday Public Holiday there is a "Family Fun Community Day" on at Neil Macrossan Park, Paddington, to celebrate Petrie Terrace becoming it's own suburb. I, and hopefully a few others, will be there to promote Red, Red Riding Hood. For more information about the all the Petrie Terrace becoming a suburb shenanigans, check out the Westside News article about it at http://westside-news.whereilive.com.au/news/story/petrie-terrace-now-a-suburb/

Or to book tickets for Red, Red Riding Hood or the Brisbane Arts Theatre's new Main House show, Cat On A Hot Tin Roof, check out http://www.artstheatre.com.au

Have a lovely weekend and I'll definitely write soon, Isaac has reminded me how slack I've been and this is what I've shown of it. I need a life...

chels indie ally x

chelsea notices a capsicum

2010-07-31T23:36:00.000-07:00

The morning after a big night of booze and footy shenanigans, our lounge room always tends to look the same - the couches on odd angles, empty chip packets, far too many bottles to clear up... and a capsicum. Every time. Sometimes it's on the floor but most of the time it's on the table.

Of all the obvious questions that arise from this, why a capsicum? What is that happens to drunk family and friends of mine that require them to whip out a capsicum? It confuses me immensely.

I told my friend Emma about it and it went down something like this:
Chelsea: "...and there's always a capsicum."
Emma: "Do you know what they do with the capsicum?"
Chelsea: "No..."
Emma: "Then just don't touch it. Seriously, don't. You don't know where it's been."

This poses to me a few questions:
1. What is it that they do that could possibly be so amusing/disturbing which involves a capsicum?
2. How does Emma know so much about drunken capsicum shenanigans?
3. Of all the vegetables, capsicums are the most least interesting of them all. Why on earth would they pick a capsicum?
4. Have any of you done anything in drunken state and the morning after found a very random recurring object the morning after? If so, what is it?

Then again, I think my Dad is just a looney who really likes MasterChef. That could be it. If anyone knows the answer to these questions, please answer them in a comment because I'm interested to know why!

That's me for the day. I'm so tired from this weekend of costume and Red Red Riding Hood and Beauty and the Beast that I just want to fall asleep and not wake up for a couple of days. With that, good night BlogLand :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea does a shout out to one of my best friends

2010-07-27T04:08:00.000-07:00

Tyno Charlie Marshmellow, otherwise known Tynan or just Ty, got pulled out of Hillbrook by his parents because he was "doing badly" on his report card. Even though his time at Hillbrook was short, we quickly found out that he's one of the funniest and loveliest guys ever. One day he was here, the next he was gone. Just like that.

I found out over Facebook when Isaac told me. I'll be completely honest, a lot of people have left Hillbrook in the past six months, but I was never really that close to them to be too sad. When I found Ty was leaving, I had to try let it sink in for a minute or two and then I just bawled my eyes out.

It's just too sudden. I don't want to believe it. I want him to be joking and that I'll just have to bash him (in a sissy kind of way, knowing me) for making me get all upset. I want to go to Aldi and buy shitty cheerios for $2. I want to speak in a British accent in Drama like in Skins. I want to lend him my pink pen again in English and make people at Ennogera bus station feel awkward on the 798.

But most importantly, I just don't want Ty to leave at all.

Sure, theres always after school and weekends. But my weekends are taken up by theatre and so are half my night times. It won't be the same as seeing him every day at school. Odds are I'll probably never see him again, at least not for four months or so. That's what makes me the saddest really. One day it's see you tomorrow, the next it's goodbye forever. Or pretty god damn close to forever.

We love you Tyno and you'll always have a spot at the Chapel if you're just bullshitting us all. Which in that case, you little fucking wanker! (I'm kidding, but please tell me it's just a stupid joke!)

chels indie ally x

chelsea got her report card back :|

2010-07-26T00:02:00.000-07:00

...I passed all my subjects, even Maths B! I got a D and a D- on my two tests for Maths B but I still passed, all thanks to my assignment :)

I got B- for English, B- for Ancient History, B+ for Drama and A- for Music. Ohhh yeah ;D

However, my Economics teacher got a bit cranky (I could tell, seeing as she used words like "inconsistent" and "lacking") because I got a C+. It's not my fault that Economics is the most boring subject of all time. I have no intention to become an economist or work in a bank or anything, and I still don't care what an equilibrium is.

Economics = Shitastical waste of time. Five times a week. Grr.

Interestingly, because of my commitments outside of school (ie Theatre, Theatre and more Theatre), I might be eligible for a Self Guided Study. Basically, the concept of this is that you drop the elective subject (ie not English or Maths) that you're doing worst in and use the periods that you would have that subject in to study for your other subjects. I don't understand why they don't do this already, because in Year 12 you end up excluding your worst subject from your OP results anyway. It just means that you have to do really well in all your remaining subjects.

So I'm going to talk to someone about that, because that sounds rather awesome. It's on my list of things to do:

1. Talk to someone about Self Guided Study
2. Organise Work Experience
3. Fill out Camp forms
4. Pay Semi Formal money
5. Peel a banana from the bottom of the banana (apparently this is possible)
6. Un-gayify Isaac. Because he's the gayest straight guy I know, and it sort of scares me.

Not that I have any problems with gay people. It's just that it's awkward dating one :|

Anyway, I'm off to do some ultra difficult Maths A homework and possibly watch A Very Potter Sequel AGAIN (because it's AMAZING!), so have a great week and I'll write again soon! Bye!

chels indie ally x

chelsea is rose, the dancer fairy

2010-07-25T03:23:00.000-07:00

Today I went to the first read-through for Beauty and the Beast and it's been finalised that Chelsea is playing Rose the Dancer Fairy.

I don't know their logic in this decision, seeing as I have no dancing experience whatsoever, apart from the Birthday Dance from Red, Red Riding Hood - that's literally my daily workout.

But Rose is epic because she fell in love with the Prince but he ditched her to go to war, she turned out to be a fairy (and everyone knows that a fairy turned human can't live without love, obviously) and so she died, then her mum (who just happens to be the Faery Queen) turned the Prince into a Beast and put a curse on him.

And I do all this without saying anything. I'm loving it.

The only snag is that i need to learn how to dance in one and a half months. So I'm enrolling for Absolute Beginner Ballet dance lessons at Mad Dance House in the city (www.maddance.com.au) for the next five weeks. I've been wanting to take dance lessons for six months now and I finally get the excuse to now. I'll let you know how it goes, because I'm sure it will be hilarious.

The rest of the cast is amazing. Seriously, I don't know what I was thinking even trying to compete with them! The girl who's playing Beauty, Sarah, was at my audition. She's so lovely and really talented, I'm so glad they cast her as the lead!

The boy who is playing Pierre (or Gaston, if you know the Disney version of Beauty and the Beast) is so funny. He was at my audition too and he sang "A Friend Like Me" from Aladdin.

Rina, Beauty's best friend who's a fairy, is being played by Jess. She's actually incredible and she's so lovely as well. I'm so glad she's Rina. She was Marina in The Little Mermaid, which I saw four years ago because my awesome friend Caitlyn was in it (there you go, Coo) and so now she's Rina and Marina, which I think is rather cute!

Gosh, I could go on for ages about the cast and I've only to one rehearsal with them! There are just a few reasons that you should definitely come see Beauty and the Beast when it opens on September 18th. But most importantly, I am happy because I'm a fairy. Mission accomplished :)

Speaking of fairies, tomorrow is our school Harry Potter themed athletics carnival. My best friend Perri and I literally tried everywhere to find something slightly Harry Potter related, but all we found were shitty Tinkerbell wings. Tinkerbell is magic, right?

Have a lovely week and stuff and I'll write more later. Bye!

chels indie ally x

chelsea has some awesome news

2010-07-23T17:16:00.000-07:00

You might remember my Metaphorical Father Adrian from a few posts ago. Apart from being my seedy Metaphorical Father with a pedophiliac Uncle Dennis, Adrian is a seventeen year old playwright who wrote "The Tavern of Coral Cove" for the Brisbane Young Drama Ensemble (BYDE) which won two awards at the Drama Festival held at the Brisbane Arts Theatre earlier this month.

Adrian was approached by the lovely Children's Theatre coordinator at the Brisbane Arts Theatre and is now going to be writing a new children's play for the Brisbane Arts Theatre. But guess who's writing the music for this marvellous play?

Thats right, kids. The partnership made in Metaphorical Theatre Heaven. Chelsea and Adrian. Metaphorical Father and Daughter Duo. It's going to be badass.

It's very early days now, but Adrian is thinking of writing a pantomime version of Hansel and Gretel. I'll keep you updated on everything that happens from here on in. I'm so excited!

Speaking of the theatre, I'll be there literally all weekend. I have a Red, Red Riding Hood show and then the first Beauty and the Beast read through. Wow. Heres to having no social life for another four months!

I'd best be off. Sorry if I haven't been that funny in the past few posts, I'll find something to make you laugh next time. I promise! (Unless you laughed at the fact that I'm collaborating with Adrian, because that is legitimately hilarious!) So have a great weekend! Bye!

chels indie ally x

chelsea waits... and waits... and waits...

2010-07-20T23:18:00.000-07:00

Yes, good people of the Internet-Box thing. Chelsea is still waiting for a phone call from Ngaire Lock, the mostly lovely director of Beauty and the Beast, since Sunday night. She even promised me on Monday night she'd call us on Tuesday, but now it's Wednesday. I have proof!

Tsk tsk, Ngaire. I've waited too long, in fact I was even pacing yesterday! Pacing! That's a bad sign! Just give us a call, Ngaire! However, I have found ways to pass time. Mainly by rekindling my desire to be a flash-mobber:

The minute I find out my part, I'll let you all know. I promise. Which I will keep *glares at Ngaire*.

chels indie ally x

chelsea has an important message to everyone

2010-07-18T03:19:00.000-07:00

It's alright everyone, you can calm down now. I've finished drama. It's going to be okay!

1964 words of complete and utter bullshit. Blah blah blah Cambodian Refugees, blah blah blah utilizes, blah blah blah diversity (which is not an old wooden ship used by the Vikings, Ron Burgundy), blah blah blah Verbatim Theatre, blah blah blah dramatic languages... It almost sounds like a legitimately boring proposal :)

But I got a bit bored during the process of the bullshitting, so I took a beautiful photo on my webcam. It really captures the frustration and hardship that is senior drama (don't do it to yourselves kids):

And that is all. Nothing from the Beauty and the Beast people yet :( but I WILL let you know as soon as possible.

chels indie ally x

chelsea is forced to do drama after being kicked off facebook... by facebook

2010-07-17T22:11:00.000-07:00

I'm not even joking. Facebook is a psychic son of a bitch.

I was about to type something when suddenly I was logged out, and now when I try and log back in it comes up with this bullshit:

A few hours? Facebook is literally forcing me to do my drama assignment. What the hell Facebook, you're really biting the hand that feeds you here - no one goes on facebook unless they're procrastinating or too shit bored to do anything else. If I wanted someone to tell me what to do, I'd probably Google "what should I do now?" and it would come up with various other ways to distract myself and stuff.

Actually that's a pretty good idea. Fuck drama, I've got a new way to entertain myself :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea waits... and refuses to do her drama assignment

2010-07-17T19:09:00.000-07:00

Sorry I haven't been writing on this for a while, god forbid school has kept me busy this week (first week back! what is this?!).

But today was the day of the very much anticipated audition for Beauty and the Beast at the Brisbane Arts Theatre. It was all over an hour and twenty minutes ago and I kind of miss it. It was possibly the most fun I've had in an audition in ages, particularly because the dancing wasn't as death as the one at Red, Red Riding Hood auditions. It was like step, step, step, point, click and step. Incredibly easy. I almost wanted to hug the choreographer.

I'll be completely honest with you, I thought I nailed the singing. It was the best I'd ever sang it, but at the same time I wish I could go back an do it again. I just really hope Ngaire thinks it was as good as I thought it was. I think this could be the end of my chorus streak. I've always wanted to be a lead, and I have a really good feeling about this one! Maybe this time I'll win ;)

So, we've been promised that we'll get a call either tonight or tomorrow at the latest. Oh. My. God. I just have to wait a few hours (like, 24, but whatever!) and then I'll know if I can cross it* off the list. Squeee!

But what to do in between in that time. Well, I've got this stupid drama assignment. I don't really want to do it though. Verbatim theatre, yuck. Proposals, yuck. Drama that isn't actually acting, yuck. All rolled into one son of a bitch assignment. Kill me now.

Drama is due in 26 hours, roughly, so I guess I'd better go do it... *sigh* I'll let you all know as soon as possible what role I got, I promise!

Love you all, have a lovely Sunday :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea is sparta (and gets an E- in economics)

2010-07-12T23:26:00.000-07:00

This is why you should do Ancient History with Mr Behan:

But on a complete note and to a completely subject, Economics is a ridiculous subject! More importantly, the criteria sheet for our recent exam is ridiculous. I was reading the criteria sheet to found out just what it was that I got a spectacular E- for (I worked out later I didn't actually do the question) and, no joke, in the E column it literally says

Explanation doesn't make any sense.

Now, I might just be easily amused after a long three weeks of nothingness and performing the same show ten times over and over, but seriously?! "Explanation doesn't make any sense"?! You'd think they'd write something slightly smarter like they did in the D column, which was something like

Sound effort was made to bring the explanation to a logical viewpoint

But no, that's the obvious difference a D and an E. They dumb shit down for you.

How discriminative! I bet if those geniuses who get A's all the time (like my friend Julia) never thought to look in the E column. But now that I've got my first E- and I've read it properly... I think it's hilarious ;D

Which makes me wonder about the other criteria sheets I've gotten over the years and what sort of dumbed down shit is on them. Are all the other E columns on other criteria sheets as stupid as that one? I'm intrigued. Let me know if you've seen dumber or you think I'm just ridiculously easily amused.

So that's the stuff I did today. There, Chelsea did stuff. She got an E- and she went to Ancient History and wrote on a map. Shit I'm exciting. But you love it, so it's okay :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea introduces you to julia (who has no problems with this blog post at all)

2010-07-12T00:37:00.000-07:00

Because she's INCREDIBLE.

This video is an insight in the wonder that is Julia.

...That's my girl :)

Julia is my Ancient History buddy which involves conversations about Gerard Butler being the Phantom of the Opera at the same time as the "THIS IS SPARTA!" guy from 300, Edward Cullen being Sparkles the Friendly Vampire and miscellaneous other things. She's literally the greatest person alive, so I thought I'd introduce you to her.

And thats all. Seriously, I just found that video of Julia being... Julia and I thought you'd like it. So yeah. Bye! :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea gets publicly humiliated by a fictional character

2010-07-11T23:16:00.000-07:00

Just another fun filled average day in the life of Chelsea. Obviously.

The easiest way to explain this story (as to make sure that you don't think I have weird hallucinations about fictional characters getting a good hundred people to laugh at me) is to explain to you the fictional character himself: Mr Agatha Holmes.

Agatha Holmes is the main character in the improvised comedy by ImproMafia called, unsurprisingly, Agatha Holmes. The show is about the lively adventures of Mr Holmes who solves the mystery of a murder that takes place in Cadsworth Manor with his sidekick, Wastings. Every show featured a guest star (usually a veteran ImproMafian) who is lovingly murdered onstage by one of five suspects: Lady Augusta Wellsely (played by Natalie Bochenski/girlclumsy), Desmonda Fontaine, Pickering, Antony Thatcher or Oliver Redgrave.

Before each show, during the interval and after the show, Agatha Holmes (played by The Wah, if you follow girlclumsy's blog) stumbles around the courtyard asking audience members their thoughts on the situation. I saw Agatha Holmes on opening night with Isaac (the colour-blind giant, more on him later), and during interval Mr Holmes came up to me and asked me who I thought murdered the... murderee? The murdered one, lets call it.

Being my smart arse self, I said "well you're the detective, shouldn't you work it out?" Being slightly intoxicated (literally) he started a rant about how when he wins the money for solving the crime he wouldn't give me any because I didn't help him. This, however, is not the situation I'm writing this post about.

It turns out the The Wah remembered me and my smart-arsedness by publicly humiliating me the second time I saw the show, a week later (without the colour blind giant). Well, it probably wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for my good friend telling The Wah that Agatha Holmes was a stupid name. In fact, I had nothing to do with it. But he somehow managed to get the entire audience to laugh at my name because "it's not as stupid as Agatha". Ironically at this moment, Tim Gawne (from my "chelsea gets threatened by a man with a crazy beard" post) appears from backstage to laugh at me.

Now, a normal person would be hurt, confused and upset about the whole thing. But to be completely honest, I thought it was hilarious! To the point where I nominated myself to be a murder weapon for the night's show (which sadly didn't happen) and as you can tell by now, I wrote a blog about it :)

Unfortunately Agatha Holmes has finished for the season, but ImproMafia has a Christmas In July Special of their previous improvised comedy series Prognosis: Death! Yule Die Laughing (get it, it's a pun!) that is happening on Saturday 24th July at 8pm at the Brisbane Arts Theatre. I recommend you come see it. ImproMafia are hilarious in whatever they do. Go see the show and tell me what you think of it and stuff! You can book tickets at http://www.artstheatre.com.au/index.php?page_id=20 or by calling 33692344.

In other news, I went back to school today and now I have to go do some homework they lovingly gave us (woohoo, not). So I'll most likely write again soon, when I find something interesting to write about.

Have a great week and I'll see you soon :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea likes your hat

2010-07-08T22:25:00.000-07:00

Especially if it's a big hat, if you know what I mean.

Almost like a terrible sequel to the "I like your beard" craze that swept through the cast and crew of Red, Red Riding Hood, the newest catchphrase to hit backstage is "I like your hat", all thanks to Emma Semmens.

Why? God only knows. But I guess it's what comes from being with the same group of people every day for the past two weeks. Weird shit happens. Like wearing your hat backwards, how hardcore.

So that's why you should invest in a hat. They protect you against that son of bitch known as the Sun, they are an indispensable accessory and they are oh so god damn sexy.

In other news, one week and two days until Beauty and the Beast auditions! I am beyond words excited, which is pretty god damn excited!

I better go because I just realised I have attractive orange foundation on my face. Sexy. But then again, that could be easily be fixed by wearing a hat...

I love you all (but not you, extreme sports calendar!) and I hope you all have a lovely weekend and stuff :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea has a life changing thought

2010-07-07T15:07:00.000-07:00

Of all the stupid urban myths and crazily true stories out there such as the Curious Case of Phineas Gage (google him), I really didn't think anything could possibly beat the story of a man who had a steel rod go through his skull yet he lived for twelve years after the incident.

Until now.

Paul the Octopus, or Paul Oktopus, is a two year old German octopus that lives in a tank in Sea Life Aquarium in Oberhausen, Germany. Apart from being an octopus (which is pretty awesome in itself), Paul has the uncanny ability to successfully predict the results of FIFA World Cup matches. If you don't believe me, watch Paul work his magic:

Isn't that awesome?! I want a pet psychic octopus!

But watching this video has brought upon a life changing thought: Paul the Octopus will take over the world. How? I'm not entirely sure, probably by some idiot journalist asking Paul whether World Peace or Global Domination is his lifelong goal during an interview and he'll go hide away in the World Domination box to plot his overthrow.

I also have a further theory that Paul the Octopus is actually a Time Lord. He probably has a secret fake rock that is his Tardis that he uses to go further forward in the future to find out the World Cup results.

Or maybe he's just a freakishly good guesser. Who knows? He's just an octopus.

chels indie ally x

chelsea gets threatened by a man with a crazy beard

2010-07-05T22:22:00.000-07:00

Otherwise known as Tim Gawne, the stage manager for Red, Red Riding Hood. Or more affectionately known as Ranga Beard. We all love Tim, but I would hazard a guess that he is taken advantage of fairly often so that people can touch his beard. Sure, he's a great guy, but he's just a host to such a fabulous beard. It really is enigmatic.

The thing that intrigues me the most is the fact that the hair on his head and his facial hair are naturally different colours, which I reckon means that we should be calling him Rainbow Beard. The hair on his head is a sandy blonde colour, but his beard goes from strawberry blonde to red and his goatee is white blonde. See? Rainbow Beard!

Okay, that's the back story of Tim's Amazing Technicolor Beard out of the way. Even though he seems harmless by having a sunny disposition and an awesome beard, I think he has the potential to be a murderer. Or a Wacol Asylum Escapee. Or both. Or even something like Mr Happy Face:

This morning in the green room before the show, I was casually minding my own business when Tim came in and began to clean his Leatherman Knife (pictured below). You know, as you do. As I began to leave, Tim held up his Leatherman Knife, fanned out, with an expression similar to one of a serial killer with a twisted sense of humour. So like the calm, cool and collected young woman I am, I ran away screaming.

Captain Ranga Beard's Weapon of Choice. Well, it presents many choices really...

Because Tim is pure evil (which I worked out today), he found about three more opportunities to scare me with his crazy contraption of a knife, including scaring me out of the theatre after the show. Tim Gawne is evil. Even if he has a fantabulous beard.

So months ago I took a photo on my phone of dear old Timmy wearing the amazing antler wig from my profile picture. He literally looks like a Fawn from Narnia. Tim Gawne the Fawn. Tim, if your reading this now, you'd know exactly what I would do with that type of information - find a way to post it on my blog. So I'll ask nicely: Timmy, please don't murder me with you crazy knife. Thanks.

So that's what I did today. How about you? :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea discovers her purpose in life

2010-07-04T17:15:00.000-07:00

When we were growing up, we all told our parents that we wanted to become different things. All the girls wanted to a princess or a ballerina and all the boys wanted to a fireman or a policeman. Like most people, mine changed so many times over the course of sixteen long years from a ballerina to a vet to a horse physiotherapist (I was a very specific nine year old) to an actor and to a psychologist, but I've finally found my one true purpose in life: to become a professional flash mobber/secret agent in New York for Improv Everywhere.

If this doesn't convince you, I really don't know what will.

...Doesn't that look like the most fun ever?! "Moving to New York to join Improv Everywhere" has now been added to the "Stuff I Want To Do" list, which doesn't really mean anything actually. But then again, with hard-work and determination (two motives I lack) anything is possible.

I hope your having a lovely Monday and I'll see you later :)

chels indie ally x

chelsea uses metaphors

2010-07-04T02:16:00.000-07:00

But not in the way you'd imagine.

I have a very screwed up in-joke with a few of my friends from the theatre. It all started when I added my friend Adrian as my father on Facebook, and since then he's decided that he is my "metaphorical" father. Because Adrian's last name is Ferguson, I crack lots of Dennis Ferguson jokes which result in invitations to Uncle Dennis's Metaphorical Ranch and sleazy conversations over Facebook, Formspring and due to putting the link on my Facebook, here.

The story of my very screwed up family is that Adrian is my metaphorical father who spent my college money on a trip to the Bahamas, leaving my in the loving care of Uncle Dennis. After the incident with Uncle Dennis featuring some tic tacs and a restraining order, I left the ranch to become a stripper at Love & Rockets where I met Luis the French rapist. Because Luis is a French (and a rapist) he became my friendly local rapist to which I have two illegitimate children, Luis Jnr and Luisa. Luis Jnr is currently in juvy for sexual abuse and hate crimes, while Luisa... we don't talk about her. They both speak fluent French and know how to say "I have a rape whistle" in six languages.

So, my dysfunctional family tree is as follows:

Where does Isaac fit into this, I hear you say? Well, his colour blindness is a novelty within itself :P

And that is all. I love you all... but not you, naan bread!

chels indie ally x

chelsea celebrates america day

2010-07-03T15:36:00.000-07:00

For all those who missed the excitement of Canada Day on 1st of July, Happy 4th of July to anyone who celebrates the world's stereotypically fattest nation (happy now, Isaac?) becoming independent. Which I'd imagine wouldn't be very many people from Australia. But oh well.

Eat some fatty fried food or a doughnut today and follow it with a Diet Coke, true patriotic American style, for me.

chels indie ally

chelsea stays up late... because she can!

2010-07-03T05:37:00.000-07:00

It's 10:45pm. I've been on holidays for two weeks and this is the latest I've stayed up. Why? Because I've had to be at theatre by 9:30am every god damn day this week! Do you know how cold it is leaving the house at 9am? Freezing!

I have two days until my next show. I'm almost saddened by how long that gap is. I'll have to entertain myself for two whole days. It really doesn't help that my two best friends are 'busy' these next few days and can't play with me. Ah well, they don't compare to the likes of Vince Noir from the Mighty Boosh or (obviously my one true love) Captain Crazy:

In other news, the amazing Ngaire Lock has announced that auditions for the next children's show at the Brisbane Arts Theatre, Beauty and the Beast, will be held on Sunday July 18th at the theatre! If you're keen (that's right, I used that word) you can call 33692344 to book an audition time. But obviously not right now, seeing as it's Saturday night and no one in their right mind would at the theatre this late to answer a phone call.

This audition is my last chance this year to cross off the "get a lead role in a children's theatre show at the brisbane arts theatre" on my list of "stuff i want to do", which would be really handy seeing as I gave up my place in the Griffith University Conservatorium of Music State Honours Ensemble to audition for Beauty and the Beast. So if you're really good and thinking of auditioning and you snag my part, I will hunt you down. Especially if you're name is Lindsay Edgecomb. I'm only joking, even the part about Lindsay. I love that girl and her gherkins.

Anyway, I'm getting kind of sleepy now and I'm writing stupidly. Hope you're all doing well and having a good night :)

chels indie ally

chelsea likes girls on the internet

2010-07-03T01:02:00.000-07:00

...But not in that way. Oh god, if you're reading this Adrian, you must be very disappointed now. You sicko.

chelsea can't give blood! :(

2010-07-01T21:21:00.000-07:00

Today I was walking home from the bus stop after Red, Red Riding Hood when I spotted a Give Blood van on the other side of the road. In the whirl of my performance high I went over and asked the volunteer there if I could give blood, but he said no because I'm only sixteen.

Only sixteen? The sign on the van said anyone sixteen or over is eligible to give blood. What on earth was this guy on about? So I asked him, (obviously not those exact words!) and he gave me a parental consent form. Seriously?! I was just walking past and felt the need to help, not that I don't do that often, and the solution was a parental consent form? Even if I did get it signed I would have to wait until 6:30pm when Dad gets home for him to sign it, and even then he would piss himself laughing at the prospect of voluntarily having a needle stabbed into me (I've had bad experiences with blood tests when I was younger, shut up!)

Its not like theres anything I can do about it now, but I'm a bit pissed off at how most volunteering organisations require you to be eighteen to do anything to help. Like at the RSPCA you have to eighteen to volunteer there, when every 13-17 year old I know would love to take care of animals all day.

Why should the older generation criticise teenagers for being so ignorant about helping the livelihood of others, be it animal, human or environment when there so limited opportunities for teenagers under the age of 16-18 to volunteer? Sure, there are lots of organisations that benefit from donations, but sending away money to a big corporate "charity" isn't the same as physically helping by donating a few hours of free time that teenagers would probably spend on the internet - not that I can talk right now :P.

While it's very difficult to find organisations that accept young people, there is still hope for young, active volunteers like myself. The easiest place to offer help is a church, if your part of one. Which I'm not. But there are other places like your local netball/soccer club, Salvos store or, if your like me, your local community theatre. There are lots of ways that young people can help out, you just have to be willing to deal with whatever's thrown at you and enjoy yourself.

If your a bit lazier, theres a few organisations you can help via the internet. www.freerice.com is one of my favourites, it's asks you multiple choice questions and with every answer you get right, you donate ten grains of rice to a developing country somewhere. Expanding your vocabulary at the same time as feeding people from developing countries... not too bad at all :)

Wow, that was quite a rant! I hope your day has been a bit more successful than mine and you're having a wonderful Friday. Or whatever day it is when you read this.

Much love, chels indie ally xx

chelsea does a children's show (red, red riding hood)

2010-06-30T20:41:00.000-07:00

Hello there again,

I have just got home from performing in Red, Red Riding Hood - the current children's show at the Brisbane Arts Theatre. I'm an ensemble member in the show and it's loads of fun! I encourage you all to come see it, it's quite funny and it has some great singing and dancing.

Written by Brisbane Arts Theatre legend Kat Kiogaard, Red, Red Riding Hood tells the story of the grand daughter of the original Little Red Riding Hood, Scarlet, as she finds herself delivering a package to her grandmother's house while being hunted by the grandson of the original Wolf with his accomplice, Fox. History repeating itself, much?!

The cast (all under the age of 22, might I add) is as follows:

Rachael Moller as Red Riding Hood / Scarlet
Monica Haworth as Scarlet's Mother, Ruby
Bella Bevan as Scarlet's Grandmother, Rose
Ben Forrest as the Big Bad Wolf
Meredith Crisp as Wolf's accomplice, Fox (not the girl wolf, Mrs Wolf, lady wolf, etc)
Emma Semmens as the Woodsman. Or is it the Woodswoman? She's got a five o'clock shadow, so who knows!
Breanna Boyd-Williamson, Rebecca Condon, Sarah Mansfield, Bronte Mitchell, Oliver Hetherington-Page and little old me as ensemble members, ranging from Butchers, Bakers and Ballerinas to Bunnies, Bears and Bluebirds (well, one bluebird played by me!)

So if you have or know small children or are a small child yourself (even at heart), Red, Red Riding Hood is playing from June 30 - Sept 4. You can book tickets online at www.artstheatre.com.au/index.php?page_id=20 or by calling 33692344 during 10am-2pm.

Okay, that's my spruiking out of the way. Today was our second show since we opened to the general public yesterday and I'm not going to lie, it was sort of a disaster.

Our Musical Director/Main Pianist, Stuart, got hit by a car yesterday morning. Even though we tried to convinced him not to, he played for our opening show by taking lots of painkillers. His daughters Meredith (who plays the Fox) and Amelia eventually convinced him to go to the hospital, where they found out he'd broken off the top of his shoulder with a 50% chance of needing surgery next week. He's an absolute champion and we hope he has a speedy recovery. Not just for his sake, ours too!

We had a mad rush to find a new pianist for today's show and we managed to get a replacement to sight-read the night before. Sight-reading an entire play's music isn't the easiest thing to do in the world, but because we were so used to Stuart guiding us it was so difficult to sing properly. Not that we're not grateful for Emily stepping in to help at such short notice. So please, if you do come see Red, Red Riding Hood (which I'd love it if you did!), please come see it in a week or so. Because at the moment we're stumbling and struggling through the songs and dances, which (in my opinion) are the best bits.

So the important thing to learn from this is when someone says "break a leg" it's not an invitation to break any other part of your body, STUART CRISP! :P

Hope your all having a lovely day and not being hit by cars and stuff :)

chels indie ally.

chelsea does an introduction

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"Hello Gorgeous" are the first words said by Barbra Streisand in the 1968 film adaptation of the musical Funny Girl. Those words have become famous for it and they will be the first words said in my blog (:

Welcome to my humble blog. My name is Chelsea Indiana Allen. I'm sixteen years old and I live in a house in Brisbane. I've started this blog because, well, that's what all the cool kids these days do, right?

Heres a few boring things about me that will no doubt fill up my blog in the near future:

1. I'm a dedicated loiterer / volunteer at the Brisbane Arts Theatre on Petrie Terrace.
2. I have the worst memory out of anyone I know, so I've acquired the nicknames Goldfish and Dory.
3. I want to change the world by helping other people, so I'm current planning my volunteering trek to Cambodia in December this year.
4. My hair colour apparently changes in different lights, ranging from ginger to brown to bright red.
5. My boyfriend is a colour blind giant. He can't see the colour green against brown and he's six foot. You have no idea how amusing it is :)

Anyway, that's basically the interesting stuff about me (are you disappointed yet?) but I have to go now for reasons I'll explain later, so goodbye!

chels indie ally :)