Today driving home Julia and I practiced our tongue twisters over and over. The mother pheasant plucker one made my mother cackle. My mommy doesn't laugh ever- just cackles. Like a witch.
The morning was again fun. Yes the portraits were high-larious. I enjoyed the viewpoints lesson as a strong reminder for the days to come as we get more and more physical. After the morning's lesson I felt more aware of making choices to really start once I get a binder out of my hands and know where to cross to next.
The afternoon's blocking was a little more entertaining than yesterday's, simply because I was up on my feet moving around. However all those processions can get tiring. I wish the queen could for once just go somewhere on her own. There are lots of buddies and cliques in the castle for sure.
That is all. I've nothing more to say.
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