Bitter Sweet Symphony

It's taken nearly two weeks to write this, it feels like time has flown by. Work is back to normal after the half term and we're coming up fast on the easter holidays.

I continue to hold a vague and perhaps naive hope that in the next couple of months I will complete the qualification I'm currently working on and will be afforded some level of advancement at work for it. However, in the past two weeks, I've had yet another tutor quit, this marks the 5th to quit in the 19 months I've been on this course. I'm so close to the end, I was actually supposed to finish in December/January, but due to the high tutor turnover, that was never going to happen, I'll continue to work on my documents in the mean time, and hopefully within another few weeks they will find me a new tutor who can stick it out to the end. My boss and the head of HR are even stepping in at this point, it's got to a truly insane point. So, I wait and hope, doing what little I can, knowing that really, most everything is out of my hands at the moment.

In other news, rehearsals for All That Jazz continue in full swing, we're not quite there yet, but I can tell, we will be soon. With just under three weeks to go, everybody is working their arses off to make the best show we can. A few songs are still proving difficult, due to some complex harmonies in time with movement, but progress is being made, and I think it's clear to see that we come out of every rehearsal a great deal better than we went in. All in all, it's coming together, slowly, but surely, and despite this show only running for two nights, I really can't wait for opening night.

And finally, Kipps, The New Half A Sixpence Musical... perhaps my worse audition to date, entirely my own fault, but still I feel the need to justify myself. Firstly I managed to get my audition date wrong, I thought I had more than a week longer than I did to get ready for it, as such, I was woefully underprepared when I went in last Tuesday. I'd also had a truly awful day at work, managed to be late to a meeting in Bournemouth, then broke down on the way back to my audition, so on top of being underprepared, I was also soaked to the bone, and late. Luckily they were well ahead of schedule so had time to fit me in. I presented myself as well as I could, given the circumstances, but I knew from the off it wasn't going to go well for me.

I've ended up with the part of Carshot, and also a lot of ensemble work, definitely not what I was hoping for, but it is a role, and I will put my all into it, as I would with any other. I was told after by the director that I was a hair off from being cast as one of the apprentices, which actually greatly surprised me given the showing I put on. Is a part of me going to be putting my all in just to show the production team that I would have been great in a different role, maybe. Am I going to let it affect me, no. I'm going to have a great time, a bunch of my friends made it in as well, which I'm so pleased about. Particularly one, who shall remain nameless, who I'm insanely proud of, and knew a good couple of months before they did that they would be getting the part (they were in my eyes the obvious choice).

So finishing on a bittersweet note, hopefully the future will bring slightly more happy news, but the highs of life are worth nothing if you don't have any lows to compare them to.

Bye for now,

Love, Adam XxX