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Training last night was wonderful. Their belts are more colorful, the higher ranks are a little cockier than I'm used to, and Emma would put every woman there to shame, but it felt great to use those muscles again. Gotta admit though, it took a lot of composure not to giggle my ass of; there's little funnier than hearing japanese spoken with a cockney accent. No mirrors too, which was odd. Thought maybe a good thing for my first class back. It meant I could rely solely on muscle memory and the way my body felt rather than trying to make my reflection mimic the instructor's.

They still haven't sorted my schedule. Still haven't heard back from the Chamber Choir director. Again, Joe Lewis is nowhere to be found and the poor woman sitting in for him is Swedish and struggles with our American accents. So what I know is this:

Wednesday - 2: 00 Acting in London
4:00 - Vocal Study
Thursday - 9:00-11:30 - Folk and Urban Music
Friday - 9:00-11:00 Ethnomusicology
2:00-4:00 Classical Performance Training

Again, that's all pretty tentative as I can't get in touch with anybody to confirm class times, overlaps and whatnot. I'm really hoping these classes are final though, because that'll allow me to do both Shotokan and Soccer (which by the way is tonight at 5:30).

At the moment I'm engaged in a feverish file-transfer war with Emma, downloading an episode of South Park and trying to bury my nose in my sweatshirt- the guy next to me is wearing so much cologne it's making my eyes water.

Still pining after my rollerblades...*sigh*