AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Well slap my face and paint me red, it has been a long time since I last wrote one of these and here we are in the graduation week.
I feel bad for not sharing the experiences of Scotland (ah the joyous homeland) and Bridport, the venue-on-sea where we went on a daytrip to Lyme Regis which was very exciting.
I haven't mentioned Frome and the miles of cabling, or meeting Royalty at Bracknell. That one needs explaining and may well get me executed. Never mind. Haven't mentioned our decoration of the changing rooms, watching the world cup in Crawley and the enormous oranges of Epsom.
All this will come in time, but for now my head's full of graduation.
It's very strange to finish in the Bloomsbury with the rest of the school as I still remember 1st and 2nd year there so clearly, so it's like a flashback to the start again- what we used to think, our expectations and what we hoped for in the future. Now with the prospect of leaving so imminent and after having done so many performances the year, it brings it all back and shows how much things have changed (and how they've stayed the same).
It's been a hard year and a break sounds wonderful, but leaving the people that have come to mean so much to me is going to be horrible. I console myself with the fact that everyone has to go through it and they manage somehow, but....sniff.
Had the first performance tonight and the week is crazy with matinees, evenings and rehearsals of Ballet Central pieces and Grad solos (oh dear). With it being so incredibly hot anyway, the lights just amplify it and start to melt the makeup off your face. It's nasty. The audiences are always great though, mums, dads, grannies, grandads, friends, you get the picture.
We had another photoshoot last night and today. Bill Cooper took a few of the dress rehearsal and such is his skill he even managed to make me look half decent in some of them. The secondary call was today and I was awful. After every picture, there was a correction for little me. "A bit bigger please", okay,"more to the left" oh", "late", "late again", "late again". Never mind.
Okay. Shall I leave it here? Need sleep. More to come though...
Posted by Robert Phillips at July 7, 2006 12:19 AM
