I've made it to reading week in one piece. Covered in bruises, exhausted, feelings hurt somewhat in places, and completely baffled by music theory, but in one piece!
I'm still in love with our contemporary classes, which have so few people that Tarrant can come round and do individual corrections. And make me plié ridiculously low because he knows me well enough to push me in exercises now...
My singing teacher is amazing too - I know some people have been working entirely on technique and not singing any songs, but I've been getting two songs to learn a week, and then working on technique through them. Which I really prefer. And she let me work on Dyin' Ain't So Bad, which I've been wanting to do FOREVER.
So over reading week I'll be singing, writing essays, starting my Introduction to Musical Theatre portfolio, generally being lonely for a few days while all my flatmates are gone, AND seeing Les Mis with my sister, who's coming down to visit me for a few days because I can't afford to go home. Oh, and sleeping. With no 7am starts for dancing, I'll be doing a lot of sleeping...
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