Hi guys, sorry this
is a late one, been busy busy busy. Samaritans have been good; I go to training
once a week and I've learnt so much about people’s psychology. I've realised
I’m emotionally stronger than I give myself credit for; people can sometimes
take their lives on the phone to Samaritans and we just simply have to be there
with them.
Currently applying for postgraduate degrees and it’s difficult;
the application forms are so detailed and time consuming I feel like I’m
applying to the army and quite frankly I can’t make up my mind where I want to
go…or what to do.
I've applied to several drama schools, even got into one…
Got my LAMDA audition in April and now I’m considering flying off to Belfast to
study, start again and all, but still worried about whether I can go through
all of that again.
I’m off to a cheerleading competition tomorrow… I’m in the
dance squad and I’m pretty nervous and there’s one step I JUST CANNOT GET and
it’s rather frustrating. I look like one of those dancing elephants in
Fantasia…or were they hippos? Regardless, that is me, depressingly. And being
surrounded by perfectly perky blonde perfect body cheerleaders for 3 days, I
definitely feel like a lump :S
As requested, an update on Aberforth. I went away for a
couple of days to return to a cat the size of a small boulder. Whilst checking
his stomach it felt very, very odd, thus I took him to the vet. Turns out he
had eaten an ENTIRE pigeon. A whole pigeon. With most of the bones. And several
feathers. He went through some procedure to get someone of it out and had a jab
in case he got an infection from the flying rat, overall costing me £175. I
hate this cat.
