Thursday 9th July 2009.

Not long got in from my friends' show of West Side Story. There were all absolutely terrific! Have to metnion that at least. Some of their parts were the best I've ever seen them perform and it just proved how well they could hold a stage, and as they were performing I could just see how comfortable and happy they were to be up there.
During the interval I was talking to one of my best friends about after next year when we all go away to uni. It really is the only thing I can think about at the moment. It just seems so exciting, everything about it, but at the same time scary and daunting. Not the things that most people seem scared of; the money aspect, making no friends, having to cook for yourself - I can deal with all of those things. The things that scare me the most aren't the obstacles that lie before me, but the ones I'm leaving behind.
My worries aren't big enough to have any serious impact on any decisions, but it has just really dawned on me that after a few days of absence from my friends there is usually a text sent round organising a meet up of sorts... how is it going to be after three months apart?! The variable most likely up for change will definitely be my phone bill.
Maybe none of this will work out how we're planning at all, I just don't know. This is coming towards the end of my 'Future Decisions' period of my life, only really have one year left of it until I've made the choice that will then dictate the rest of my life. God, when you say it like that it sounds almost as scary as the teachers make it out to be.
Some lighter news - my electro acoustic came today. My birthday present off my dad (once I'd decided a few months later what I actually wanted). And it's so beautiful, I really do love it. I can't wait until it stops hurting my fingers to play and I get good.

Girl with numb fingers.
x.