Monday, 31 December 2012

It's been a while...

This term has been absolutely shocking. I am still in the process of completing my modules. So much happened and now it is finally time to say goodbye to 2012.
I will tell you all something dear readers, it has certainly been eventful.
Looking back at some of the highlights:
-RURC Tour in Salou this year was absolutely spectacular! I did that with five of my best friends and it could not have been better.
-Kavos vacation with my two house-mates. I have never come out of my shell as much as that vacation. They do bring out the best in me.
-My sister's wedding. What a magical day for the whole family.
-Passing Second year.
-My best friends' graduation and them staying in London.
-Moving in with my Girls.
-Realising what I want to pursuit as a career.
-Having the family over for Christmas.
I got to live quite a bit this year and had to do some fast growing up with all the family going through some tough situations. I left my job in retail and aimed to get a job in the theatre which happened before the end of the year. I did what I promised for 2012 and now I need to make promises for 2013. For a year that will be even more eventful than this one. Here goes:
-Apply for my MA to start in 2014 and get in
-Take a play to Fringe Theatre
-Get at least one internship
-Move Back home
-Try my best to spend some time in Australia before I start my masters and my career
-Work my hardest to make my degree a 1st. Not regret if it doesn't happen so long as I know I tried my hardest.

What are your dreams for 2013?

Thursday, 25 October 2012

Come out of things unsaid

One day I promise I will be able to stick to writing weekly on this webpage! I promise.
It is finally here, MY LAST YEAR of University. Never did I think the day would come so fast! 2 years have flown by, now a third is going to wizz through and I have to figure out what happens next.
Well, who gives a flying sod, may I ask you? I am now more than anything less concerned with my future and a lot more focused in the now.
I got my qualification as a Rowing Coach, might want to put that to use and get a job! I am currently facing a never-ending and ever-growing pile of paperwork and stash of books that need to be read and written for my final modules. And I am trying to make the most of life. Which right now is not a lot, but it is to me.
I wish I had something more to say, except that Snow Patrol are genius, and all the things unsaid in the past are being said now. I want to live. I want a first. I want to graduate. I will miss Roehampton. I wish I knew what was next. I like not knowing what's going to happen. I am scared. I am ecstatic. I am ready. I am living.

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

What comes next?!

Is it bizarre that although I am only in my second year of University, I already find myself wanting to make decisions as to what will come next? Perhaps because a lot of my friends are third year students, and I feel the need to accompany their progress. Or maybe it is because of the pressure and expectancy people have that I seem to know what comes next. Well, I don't. Frankly, I haven't the faintest clue where I will be this Summer, let alone a year a half from now.
My best friend is adament that I am going to follow her to another University and invest thousands of pounds on a Masters Degree. The idea has its appeal... Continue the student life, postpone reality and responsbility for another year... But what about the fact that I have no clue what it is I truly want to pursue in the area of theatre as a career? What about the fact that I do not want to invest thousands of pounds on a MA without absolute certainties? I would like to eventually get a MA, yes, but not now! You might think the same is applicable to when I chose my Undergraduate degree, was I don't know what to do with my future, but it isn't.
When I came to University it was the right time. I was clear and sure that what I wanted to study was Drama and Theatre, and I knew that what came afterward would come then. I don't like the idea of making a pressured decision as such. I was 16 when I decided what to study at University, so I had a whole two years before it actually happened, and I was so prepared for this. I am not prepared for this! I am not ready to lay down a contract on a table and sign another year to studying, without knowing for sure, like I did when I was 16, that this is what I am suppose to study. Is that silly? I am nineteen, I have the whole World at my feet. It is my playground! All I really know is that I want to take advantage of that.
My dearest two rowers (best friends too, because they are really funny about me not mentioning this!) have implanted this idea in my head that we are going to go climb Mount Kilimanjaro when I graduate and travel a bit of Africa while we are at it. That sounds amazing. It sounds like what I need, a plan that is... adventurous! Different and unexpected. Something I would eventually do, but never really thought about actually going through with. Hell, as far as I am aware, this summer I am participating in the Summer Rowing Program again, working for Coca Cola (maybe!), working on a cow farm, taking my coaching qualification, moving in with a new group of people, going to Greece with my parents, and quitting my crappy sales advisor job! This is what I need... uncertainty! The freshness of uncertainty is what keeps me going, and this summer's uncertain plans sound like the most beautiful thing in the World. Where as the certainty of going straight into a MA sounds daunting, and honestly, terrifying.
Uncertainty it is I think.