Filming Larks

Dear You,

This week, college is making a DVD to promote itself. Deciding that having people saying things like "I like drama here because I like to pretend to be other people" and "You're even allowed to eat your own food in the refectory!" (which is a lie), about seventy-five billion years late, in my opinion, they have decided to go arty. The idea is to have stop-motion people, with pictures being taken so we look a little jittery but, as I said, arty. This does mean that we have to move incredibly slowly, so the other day I was sitting on a field slowly applauding some people slowly playing football. This involved some very challenging acting on my part- I had to pretend to be enthusiastic about sport, and for an extended length of time. I did refuse to participate in the actual sport playing, mainly because I believe that shorts are the work of the devil, and not at all to do with the fact that I can't play football.

Today was fun. We did a scene set in a drama class (I felt at home there), and were allegedly in a play about war, because we only do depressing stuff in drama. We had to bring in WWII costume- as an eager beaver with an ex-RAF father, I was the only one who did. Looking rather dashing in a flight suit, the directory people, in their infinite wisdom, said that I should be dying, so I was liberally splattered with fake blood. It went in my hair, in my helmet (cheeky) and on my fingers. I would normally have minded the latter, but the blood consisted of treacle, syrup and food colouring, so I had no qualms with licking blood off my fingers. I still have sticky stuff in my hair though- euphemism very much intended.

I missed out on a mini-festival yesterday (because that's what all teenagers do after exams) because I went to Royal Holloway's open day. I've sort of fallen in love. It's like Hogwarts!!!

We finish the filming tomorrow, and we're expected to bring in some authentic-looking A Level results. Where I'm supposed to get those I've no idea, so I'll probably steal somebody else's. To be fair, that's what's going to happen on actual results day, so it'll be good to get some practice in.

I'm off to wash my hair,

Yours extra-specially-slowly,

M.