I just got back from London! If anyone is thinking about going there in any near future to see Les Mis, and are having doubts about it, let me reassure you: It's worth it:) Have you heard about how brilliant David Thaxton is, but doubted the credibility of the statement? Fear not, he
is that brilliant! I love most of the cast, really. I had an understudies as Éponine and Thénardier though, so I can't say anything about those principals. I'll write a real review later this week, of both Les Mis and Blood Brothers, but I fear it would make me too depressed at the moment to describe the performances in detail, as school starts tomorrow, and I'm falling to pieces with worry, and Les Mis will remind me of good times lost:(
I also intended to post my tale of France now, which I wrote while I was in London, but my mum keeps talking about tomorrow, and I'm close to tears, so I think I'll go to bed early today.
And I'm not really that depressed, since the worst thing that can possibly happen tomorrow is one of those "I'm Anette, what's your name?" introductions in front of the class, and I can live that down. I'm already pretty sure I won't be in the same class as my best friend, so I've gotten used to that thought already, and there will be no nasty shocks tomorrow.
The worst few months in my life were the time I changed school for the first time, three years ago, and I'm really worried this will be the same way. Still, school will finally be more serious business, my school is supposedly one of the best in the district, and that might mean I'll actually learn something I couldn't have done better on my own. (Private lessons = one of my suppressed dreams, Norwegian schools = really bad, if you didn't already know)
I've rediscovered (for real) an old celebrity crush, Paul McGann, and gotten a new obsession: Hornblower! lovelovelove:)