I woke up at 6.30am this morning, for my fantastic first day at Centre Stage.
I had back to back lessons in the morning (9-10.30/ 11-12.30),
back to back lessons in the afternoon (2.30-3.30/ 3.30-5.30)
and finally, evening lessons from 7pm - 9pm.
I don't know if you can tell but I am quite, quite dead.
My voice is gone, I am tired, I have to tidy up my room because it's gotten shitty again,
i have rehearsals, a meeting and yes, lessons as usual.
I feel like I might just collapse at any fucking minute.
I'm falling asleep in front of Heather but the thing is, I'm helping The Little Creature with her Literature.