I am in a moment of FEAR ... only of the unknown and obviously will have these moments often... what am I doing immersing myself in protocol and dogma even thought the college has emphasised the desire to have us question everything. They added this was a year which we needed to keep the word 'balance "at the forefront of our minds ... so with my beginners mind I will start next week. Can't say I'm not scared about a million things but two days ago went to the second biggest John Lewis in the UK and bought, at way over any balance in my student budget, some Bobby Brown cosmetics and after dying my black roots and offensive blonde other bits very red had my hair cut by the senior stylist at Tony and Guy's in the hope that I will find a way to be presentable for clinic (albeit a little 'left field") on Monday when term starts. I missed every freshers week suggestion of jaugerbombs opting for a barefoot running lecture and a trip to Downing Street to support The Special Yoga Centre courtesy of sister Sally !! ( It's like a tardis with a very symmetrical dining room and I saw the cat !!!)

I feel like a recovering alcoholic with a gin and lime in my hand taking one day at a time.