Tried to go to look for my teacher this afternoon, because I realised I really need to get that form signed like, yesterday. I hope I can catch her on Monday. In the meantime, I must get to work preparing for my performance recital. It's right around the corner now, only one and a half weeks away. I have asked two of my friends to help me rehearse, hopefully they can drill me a little bit and give me some structure. I need that.
Tomorrow I am going to Finsbury Park to see my second cousin Jennie, as she is my only British relative and thus acting as my guarantor on paper. Or rather, her husband is. The fact that I have a British relative at all is rather fortunate, very helpful when it comes to renting through an agency over here since most of them won't accept foreign guarantors. As I have mentioned previously, I am moving next month (I may actually be moving in three weeks, eeeep!) and I yet again need them to fill out guarantor forms. Also, she gave birth to a baby boy in March, and I'm so excited to finally get to see him.
And to end this blog entry with something completely random, I am currently listening obsessively to Lady GaGa's new album. LOVE. On that note, I am about to enter into dreamland, and hopefully STAY there for the next eight hours with the help of a pill. I really need it.
A Norwegian girl in London