I’ve had my last lecture of the semester (shh, I did not almost sleep my way through it and shh, I’d been up since 6am) and so it’s getting much, much closer to the point at which I’d just like to curl up in my bed and sleep for seven years.

It’s two weeks today until I leave for tour with my choir. A fortnight - just one! Between now and then I also have exams, two of which are the day before I have to be at the airport at 3am or something ridiculous.

I should point out that I’m still buying things that I have to take— oh, scrap that. I’m still making lists of the things that I have to buy! Never mind the fact that I haven’t even got a backpack to put it all in yet. Ugh.

Guys. Guys. I am this close to having a mental breakdown.

You know how I’m pretty much a pro-avoider and I simply do not think about things as a solution to dealing with the stress they bring; if I don’t think about it, it doesn’t exist? Yeaaaahhh, did I mention that I don’t recommend that?

I don’t recommend that.

At all.

All of those things add up and the pressure builds and suddenly you’re left with a fortnight to do everything in and it’s.. quite stressful. I think I have (so far) been able to maintain my calm exterior, which is nice, and I think thanks in the most part to talking it out every now and then with friends - even if that ‘talking it out’ consists of them bringing it up and myself informing them that I don’t want to talk about it because it’ll freak me out. Just acknowledging that the problems are there has a surprising calming quality.

Anyway, I’m off to have Debussy serenade me whilst I nap and then I’m choofing off to a good old fashioned UPB movie night! You’ve no idea how much I’m looking forward to this, especially considering that we had to book the date a month in advance - who decided we had to become busy adults all of a sudden?!

Deep breaths and lovely calming thoughts to you all when you need them,
xx