Strange realisation today – I have now been in the same country for 367 days on the spin, which is something I’m not used to! I honestly can’t remember the last time I spent an entire year in the same country. Ok I accept it hasn’t been the same calender year, but a year’s worth of days counts well enough for me.
Over the last 367 days, a lot has changed. Most of it is the stuff that no-one really pays attention to or notices. I have to admit, this time last year I was a pretty thorough idiot. I know it’s an excuse to blame just coming back from America, but the feeling of wanting to not come back to England was stronger than the usual nagging I feel after going somewhere I liked. That did kinda mess my head around, which I honestly hadn’t expected, and did not know how to deal with. It was a strange feeling.
I think that the experience of actually doing some proper work, outside of college helped me to get my head back round to the present. Ok so BYO didn’t go as well as I had wanted it to, and the feedback I got from it was pretty crap, but it helped – especially since now I know exactly how much of an arse I was being for pretty much all of my time there. Getting a professional slap in the face really helps you to wake up!
Julius Caesar was much more fun. Ricky and the rest of Lazarus are cool people to work with, and it felt much better to relax and feel some sense of security in what I was doing. There was also the fun of nights out at the Sheep – expensive but totally worth it.
Now, Carmen, that was an experience. I must admit that I was expecting it to be much harder, though I think that the show running well had more to do with some other people than with what I was up to. Still, it was a really good show, and some really good memories – also learned that some West End venue techs can be complete morons.
So yeah, that’s pretty much my minor review of the last year. I have learned a hell of a lot, forgotten even more (hopefully none of it too important). I’ve met some cool new people, plenty of them in fact. I’ve also lost contact with plenty of people who I really shouldn’t have. I suppose that is part of life. Still sucks though. Overall though, the last 367 days have had more good in them than bad, which is not something I have been able to say all that often. Plus I am pretty pleased to have lost 17kg – sense of achievement there. I am looking forward to the next 365 days, with some trepidation and not a little sense of total panic. Here goes nothing
Also, I am now house hunting for when I finish college. Any ideas do get in touch.
Thanks for tolerating the narcissism