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the weekend is here!! and we all know how much i loooove the weekends!
this week has been interesting. the reason i was having such an unbelievably shit day on wednesday was because i had my fist LSC hip hop lesson. IT WAS SO GODDAMN DIFFICULT. it just made me never want to dance again it was that hard. i wasn't any worse than anyone else (there was about 3 people in the class who actually could do it) but i had my hair out in an afro, which is growing back to its normal expansive proportions again and i stood out. i looked like i was about to do some really good hip hop dancing which meant that once i did start dancing badly it looked 10 times worse. simply because i looked like i should have been able to do it. when the teacher turned around and saw i wasn't doing it properly she gave this look like 'what?' =/ not fucking happy.
but i didn't give up (as i'm so often inclined to do) and the next day was better. i was wearing different clothes and there was a different teacher and... just things were different. not my ability, you understand but i didn't come out of the lesson wanting to jump off london bridge.
lots of people seem to have gone home for the weekend. WHY?!? i miss my boyfriend, i miss my family, i miss my cat/dog/fish WHATEVAH!! yea i miss all those things. but we're in london! and how many weeks have we been here? back bone? have we all got one? i don't think so.
/entirely umsympathetic rant
i think the reason i don't mind being away from home is just that it's so different here. my mind is full of other stuff. contextual studies are going well. training is going well. stamina is improving. steadily. weather is getting nastier... all you can see is grey and you're not sure what part of the day it is. could be 10 in the morning or 5 in the afternoon. that's horrid.
question is... will i undo the weeks hard work by getting hammered (cheaply but effectively) or will i continue being a competent student? we shall see :)