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November's Essay...

I haven't been feeling very well this month. I took my first day of school- in a few years- on Monday because of how bad it was. Physically, I had a cold. No, I'm not one of those people! (Side note...) It always irritates me when people have a bit of a sniffly nose and then take two weeks off from school. There's just no need! My moto is: have a bit of lemsip and get over it. I'll drag myself into school practically unconscious with a bus stuck in my side and still plaster a smile onto my face. This month, however, I finally admitted there was something wrong.

A day was spent under a blanket with Gossip Girl on. In the end I put 'After Laughter' on and woke up two hours later, confused, wondering why the music had stopped. Even though I felt awful the next day (I always get massive colds!), I went back into school. That day at home did me good though because it was nice to spend some time resting and not being stressed. That's something that I don't do …

Why I Love Dance (yet another essay on it!)...

Personally, I believe that the best feeling on earth is walking into a room full of people and all of them cheering your name. Don't look back through my archives because I've probably claimed something else was better. No matter, I take it all back: I'd tale anything back if I could feel that great all the time. That is how amazing it is. Every Wednesday, and ever Saturday, I can feel that, because that's when I have dance. 

I'm not a late person, but somehow I always over run on the way to dance. Walking into the changing room with 45 seconds to spare and so many voices will light up. Normally, having more than one person trying to talk to me would stress me out but with them, I don't mind. Everything feels different with the girls at dance. You're forced to form relationships at a level of closeness that is so much higher than usual. Forced seems too aggressive a word. Obviously there's a few people I don't get on with but with the group I do, not…

Bullet Journaling...

At Christmas last year I was given a notebook which I decided to turn into a bullet journal. I'd seen all of the instagram Gods using it and thought I'd be able to do as good a job. I was probably overestimating my ability, as someone with absolutely no artistic skill. However, it's been eleven months now, and I've still kept it up!

Continuing with something for a long amount of time has never been something I'm good at, but my bullet journal is still going strong. The whole phenomena seems to have kept the buzz up around itself as well: which is something I didn't expect. If you never heard of the fad (you know, if you were too busy eating your avocado toast) it's a 'customisable organisational system'. What that means is that you can use it as a to-do list/ diary/ planner. Some people- all of the prettiest ones!- intertwine their's decorations, whereas other people's- literally mine!- are just a messy cluster of lines.   


Another thing that …

What Dance has Taught Me...

People think that the one thing dance teaches is discipline. To an extent, I believe that's true because I can hold a pliet for a lot longer than the average person. I, however, will never been a prima ballerina. Partly because I've never done ballet (one of my biggest regrets) and partly because I dance for fun. Just fun. My life isn't Dance Moms, it's more of a relaxed training montage! I don't have enough discipline- or drive- to train for hours everyday but what I do have is enough enjoyment from the hours I put in. 

Almost all of that enjoyment comes from the girls that I spend those hours with. In my class, there's eleven of us and I'm in a nice little group of six! I'd say that something they've taught me is female empowerment; that's a huge thing. A lot of girls grow up wanting to be the best and, fair enough, I did too! However, there's a huge difference between wanting to be the best and tearing other people down. You can be on top,…