Man, it's difficult to leave my grandparents in a cozy home at morning to go to school. I woke up knowing that I'd been sound asleep all night, a wonderful feeling. But, I guess rather wanting to stay in and drink tea doesn't support having to leave the door at 8am.
My grandad woke me by taking dozens of pictures in my face, while I was sleeping like a puppy. . At least that's what I hope I looked like, otherwise I shall have to delete a part of his memory card!
Sweet and actually weird being loved in that way. They love me very much, indeed. On Wednesday they're taking me to The Lion King on Broadway. I am indescribably exited :D
What else is new? .. Clara my sister who's very much already a teenager, even though she's not actually in her teens anymore, just got a Facebook account. That means growing up, and being trusted and being well responsible in our house.
My dad is in Portugal this instant. I am very happy for both him and my grandad. Yet, for the first time since my grandma passed away, I felt a sting of a longing, but also responsibility of that home in Alcabideche. I thought I was okay with not really leaving my plans here for years, and mostly because I am certain of what my grandma would want. But just for a bit, I felt like I needed and was equally needed in Portugal for healing, support and packing of the clothes and jewelry that my grandad still hasn't had the energy to deal with entirely.
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It kind of sucks, and I apologise for my attitude, but part of the reason I'm so tired and unwilling of school this morning is because my first class iswhat I'd almost dare to qualify as pure boredom. Seriously, stage combat is one of the most boring things in my life at the moment. Usually I am NEVER bored. . And I actually think most of you know me well enough to know that. But 3 hours of learning how to fake slap, punch and fall/faint in dozens of different ways is just so boring, when you've had that training before. . And also when you find that mistakes in this class leads to a painful real slap on the cheek or a bruise on the knee for not landing properly.
I try to enjoy it, I really do, but I would just rather sleep or something. .:/ #badattitude #lazy #justnotborntowrestle #girlsaren'tmeanttofight ..
If anything. . I'd rather learn how to take a real punch if I ever need it for protecting myself in the city or daring show a guy what they sometimes deserve. .!
We'll see if it's as boring today. . Off to class. It is now 8:50 and the next time I leave this building to end my day and recharge, it will be 10:00.I only pray my mind will be fresh to memorize those 2 pages of text for Meisner tomorrow.
Today a full run of our musical Spring awakening will also happen. This is very exciting. . And nerve wrecking all at once. I will make sure to let you know how it goes.
See you soon. X
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