I've hardly thought about Hector at all recently. Weirdly, I don't know if I want to talk to him or not.
Tomorrow, I'm planning on going out with my choir and getting very drunk indeed. Failing my choir, Stef, Alice and I are going to Canal Street to flirt with girls.
I'm moving in with Dan in about two and a half months. I'm excited, I think - but I'm also scared. These are going to be my last two months living without him basically forever, and, really, I like living with a group of friends. It's what I'm used to, and I just don't know if I'm ready to give it up.
My ballet shoes have arrived. We also had our first dress rehearsal for the play yesterday - my costume is literally just my own clothes (mostly because nobody else could fit into my tailored jumper, and they just happened to choose my skirt). Everyone else seems to be wearing my clothes as well - it's a little peculiar to see lots of other girls just running around in pieces from my wardrobe. Anne II looks adorable, though.
Umezawa-sensei is driving me mental, and I can't wait to start Drama in September. I've FINALLY finished my personal statement!
I got massively triggered by an episode of Secret Eaters today. On the bright side, I seem to have become the 'thin one' out of my friends at uni.