It's been a really. long. week.
My timetable is by far one of the best I've seen around and that comes as a consolation to the hectic amounts of work thrown at us and the whole array of activities that I'm committed too. It's only the first official week and I'm already burning out. I'm using the remains of my breath to stay afloat, and up ahead in the distance, I can already see the imminent arrival of the March holidays.
I just need a second to stop. And breath.
Better.
I'm starting to stress out already and the problems never seem to end. Struggling to find the perfect balance between Dramafest and homework but till now, there hasn't been one. It probably lies somewhere in the non-existent utopia but I guess I don't mind because I really want to act. I can't wait for production night, for the crowd to sit back while I act, the exhibition of 3 weeks of relentless rehearsals and erratic emotions. I was somewhere on the verge of breaking down but it's all part of the stage.
I can't even be bothered to find an analogy to put things into perspective for today.
Right now, life is just a mess--like the layout to this particular blog post. Long and short, tall and thin, happy and sad, love it yet hate it.
I must keep calm.
And carry on.