I'm Royalty

That picture is just to draw you in. I have big news.

I auditioned on December 2nd 2008 for a place on the Royal Academy of Music's musical theatre postgraduate course. Thousands apply, there are 30 places on the course and only about 15 go to girls. My work was cut out for me....I have no formal dance training, not much acting experience and am always suffering a crisis of confidence. So at the first audition I shook my way through it.


On December 18th, a week before Crimbletide, I received an email from RAM saying "you've got a recall". Woohoo! My recall was on January 17th. It was just so bloody nice to have been given a second chance to eff up. The recall was terrifying....really clinical and quick. They finished by saying, "thank you, we enjoyed that" and I was positive I hadn't got it.

So imagine my surprise when A MONTH later I received my letter of acceptance on to the course in the post? I'm still on a high for getting in and can't wait to start.

Now.....how do I earn £11400 to pay for it? Ah well...time to start being nice to the rich relatives. No matter how racist they are.