Hey guys!!!

This week everything went back to normal after Diego left last week Saturday and I had quite an intense week at school, luckily I  had last week of to recuperate (a little) ?


Since my last blog post was all about the trips Diego and I made together, I will tell a bit more about all the other stuff we/I did that week as well.


As I mentioned last week, we had our assessments for the module “Talking text & creating character”.
Everybody did an amazing job and I must say I was pretty satisfied with my own performance ?

View from one of the study rooms

This week I studied a lot and worked a bit on my master research (that means I mostly read a lot ? ).

In the last two weeks, I went to see two different plays at school: Hedda Gabler (Ibsen) & All my sons (Miller).
It was both inspirational and confronting to watch these performances.
All the actors were amazing and especially ‘All my sons’  made a huge impact on me. I had never seen a live play before and I feel there’s a strong connection between opera and theatre plays: both are “live” (and therefore you only get one shot to express yourself) and both share a direct connection with the audience right in front of you.

On the one hand, seeing these actors work really motivated me. Their way of acting was so pure, so sincere and so natural (I mean: I guess that IS the point after all ? ) but on the other hand, it made me realize that I will never be that good (certainly not without training).
I am convinced though, that I already learned so much more about acting than I could’ve anticipated by simply working on my research (in other words: reading about acting, analyzing plays/characters and watching performances) and, of course, by participating in this exchange program. It really opened my eyes to the possibilities of my development.

After all, all this worrying about my capabilities is not helpful at all and it only makes me worry about my future and question myself, so I will be trying to take mr. McFerrin’s advice ?

Fun stuff

Some pretty exciting stuff happened in the last two weeks!

The Friday that Diego was still here a classmate threw a Halloween party and we all had to come in costume, which was great fun!
I decided to dress up as the grim reaper and finished the look with some freaky contacts that really made the whole thing creepy AF ?



Grim Reaper costume

I finally bought a pair of boots I’d been eyeing for a long time. They were on sale, in my size, so I guess it was just meant to be ?
Furthermore, I finally went back for that second Kat von D liquid lipstick and because of some extra discount, it turned out really cheap!

Last week we celebrated not one, but two classmates’ (!) birthdays. Naturally, we went for some sweets and after that we went Laser Tagging! I had never played Laser Tag before in my whole (long-ish) life, but guys… It was awesome!
I really sucked at it, but it was great fun nonetheless!

One of the coolest things that happened in the last few weeks was Lewis Hamilton securing his fifth (!) World Championship title!




And look who attended the race ?



F1 & Opera

Besides studying, reading and having fun I binge-watched SATC.
I can’t believe I had never seen all of it before, but now I finally have ?

My Netflix finally started to work again, so I’m foreseeing some late night movies in the not too distant future ?

Well, that was my week you guys!

I hope you enjoyed reading it a little (preferably a lot ? )

As always, thank you so much for taking the time to read about my life here in Cardiff.
Don’t forget to share your thoughts with me as I love hearing from all of you!

X Beca

Ode to Autumn – John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimmed their clammy cell.


Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir, the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

4 thoughts on “#8

  1. It is amazing how fast this week went by. I still have the feeling I only left a couple of days ago. Planning for the next trip has already started, though 😉

  2. So Happy for you enjoying your time there, seems you have lots of fun and party times??

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