Who wants to have a guess when my dance classes are each day......?
Prizes for everyone who guessed 8.30am, woohoo, well done you! And they're about 30/40 minutes walk from my halls.
I. Am. Not. A. Morning. Person.
But I suppose I'm going to have to become one. I AM looking forward to dancing for an hour and a half five days (mornings...) a week though! Jazz, ballet, tap and contemporary technique, routine classes, and body con with zumba or pilates. I think I might get quite fit somehow... although I did have chicken dippers and chips at 10.30 this evening. I'll start burning it off as soon as dance starts! I'm so ready to finish all these inductions and just get stuck into classes properly!
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I am currently typing from my halls! Today has been totally insane - got up at 7 to catch a plane to Southampton, then got two trains into Chichester, walked to the halls, dragged everything upstairs - with the help of the very friendly freshers team - and then had to go to fire safety and welcome talks before I could even unpack anything. The girls in our flat all went to dinner on campus together before heading to the SU, where what I'd already guessed was completely confirmed - I am 100% not allowed in the bars on campus at ALL until I'm 18. Awesome. So I trecked back to our halls (about 20 minutes away) with one of the girls who'd forgotten her ID, and have been unpacking and organising all night. It's all totally done now, so that's less to stress about, but I am knackered and definitely need to head to my bed. The girls I'm sharing a flat with are just so lovely though, and everyone who's a part of the uni seems so welcoming. It's all going well so far! And now... sleep.
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I move on Saturday. My stuff moves early tomorrow. So tonight has been frantic packing! I think I may have blisters on my fingers from trying to zip up suitcases, not to mention bruises on my knees from falling off the one I was kneeling on... Three suitcases, four boxes and a couple of bags later - and a guitar case - I've actually managed to pack up (hopefully) everything I'll need! And everything apart from one suitcase will be going in the car with my dad tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to lugging all the cases up the stairs to my first floor flat... but I'll just have to deal with that on Saturday! I'm sure it'll all be fine. I hope.
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This time next week I'll be in my university halls for my first night! It still all feels like it isn't happening. But that's probably because I still haven't bought anything I need. Well, apart from a wok. I didn't realise that I'd need a wok. Apparently I do. My dad came back from food shopping and appeared in my doorway brandishing a half price wok. I don't really know what I, as a student, will cook in a wok, but we'll see!
Aside from the wok, I suppose I should really get some bed linen. And some other kitchen gear. And some stationary. And some more sheet music. And maybe actually finish off all the work we were set. Hopefully I'll have everything done and sorted before moving day. Can I not just do a degree in procrastination? I think I'd be a natural at it...
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Under two weeks to go - wow! Safe to say I'm panicking. BUT I'm typing this on my brand new laptop! It's literally the only thing I've bought for uni so far. Unprepared is a major understatement! And honestly, I'm not 100% sure how to work it... I'll figure it out as I go along!
Currently I'm the sickest I've been for quite a while - full blown cough, no voice, sniffing etc. I don't want to paint too much of a grotesque picture for you, but let's just say it's not pretty. The thing is that because I'm not currently in any shows or rehearsals I'm not really forcing myself to get better. I'm so used to catching something before a big audition or show, and forcing myself to get better as quickly as possible. This usually involves steam, manuka honey, hot water, vocalzones, and pretty much any other cure I can get my hands on. And while I'm not enjoying being sick, the fact that I don't immediately have to get better this time has made me a little bit too lazy to do anything drastic about it. It is driving me a little mad that I can't sing right now though, especially since I've found the perfect song for me... hopefully I'll get a chance to sing it soon,  when I sound less like a 90 year old lifelong smoker. *sniff*

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So it's now just under three weeks to go until I move. To the other side of the UK. 600 miles away from all of my friends. It's only really starting to sink in that this is happening. It's all been made a teeny bit less scary by the fact that I've been chatting to other freshers on my course, and other courses, as well as my new flatmates, and everyone seems genuinely lovely. So I won't be going in feeling like I don't know anyone at all. Phew.
A few days ago I went to visit the theatre company I've been doing shows with for a couple of years, and sat in on the kids doing a rehearsal for Godspell. It's so strange seeing them getting ready for a show without me getting to be a part of it, but I'm so proud of all the work they're doing, and hopefully I'll make it back to see the show. Leaving them all is going to be hard, but they're excited for me. I guess I just have to go and do them proud now! And visit whenever I can, of course. It's like leaving a little, crazy family behind. Fingers crossed I go on to gain a new theatre family at uni.

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