pre-departure

Hello all whoever reads this,


So, for some reason finals week tends to be a bad time for me. This is the second finals week where someone from my past has died. Last semester my ex's brother died and this semester a friend from high school passed away after his battle with leukemia. I hate cancer. I hate leukemia. End of story. Jason will be in my thoughts and I hope he passed away loving life.


On a lighter note... I discovered the song that I am hoping to choreograph to next semester.



I already have ideas for costumes and may have started choreographing... When it happens, it happens. I miss dancing so much. I feel like a part of my soul is ripped out when I don't have access to a dance studio. That dance floor becomes a part of my heart and completes me. Its that feeling of feet on the hard wood floor that is calming. The mirrors reflecting my image back at me provide a sense of relief, you're here and you're real.


We went to a club (On Anon) this past weekend. It was a ton of fun. I got sweaty and danced a lot and enjoyed myself until 3 in the morning. We had to live up our last weekend here... duh!

For finals, I only have one more left tomorrow and then we're having pizza and going to see Bright Star and then I'm pretty positive most of us are going out for a few last drinks in London.

Friday I will spend most of the day packing and just getting ready to leave and then Saturday morning I will head off to the airport around 10 am and arrive in Dallas at 9:05 pm.

I am excited to leave, but I am also bummed at the same time. London has begun to feel like home and I feel like it is a city that I can feel comfortable in and not feel like so much of an outsider. But I really cannot wait to be back in Dallas and then again I can't wait to be back in Tacoma. Both of those places fill my heart with so much happiness its difficult to explain. The reason for my excitement to leave is mostly some of the people on my program. They drive me absolutely bonkers. I feel like I could spend so much more time here in London. I could discover so many treasures and really understand this magnificent city. I would also want a companion. One of my bestests or a family member.

My mom is making chicken noodle soup for my first dinner back at home. Just... Perfect. So perfect.

I can't wait to sleep for a few days. I haven't been sleeping well here. My anxiety is out the roof and I want to be snuggling with Daisy instead of pink blankets.

Only 2 whole days left in London and then I will be home. I really hope that people reading this don't think that I hate London or anything. I've had the time of my life. I have really enjoyed every minute and will truly miss this city. I will miss waiting for the tube, walking every where, the accents, the fascinating people, the parks, the museums, the cider, and pretty much so much about this city. I will also miss the friends that I have made on the program. There are a few that I am afraid distance will keep us apart. I truly sincerely hope that does not happen. Facebook and Skype will help make the U.S. feel like a smaller country.


Also, watch Glee. BEST. SHOW. EVER. <3


Alright, off to bed. LAST exam tomorrow! Also, this doesn't feel like a proper finals week. I haven't stayed up until 5:30 am writing in the SUB. Weird.



Cheers,
Kaitlin.