My leap: Acapella 

I’ve been at my new school for six weeks and my greatest moment of pride so far has been performing in the Autumn concert with the acapella girls.  I never used to sing! Not even infront of my closest friends. I didn’t have the confidence! My parents can both sing (Dad you need to join the band as a lead singer) , so I took the odds that I could too. I started acapella with the encouragement of my close friend. We went and I haven’t missed a rehearsal since. I took the jump to perform “true colours” at the … Continue reading My leap: Acapella 


Inspired by a book of poems…

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One Leap at a Time

How my life has changed in a FLASH… Friends: My day-to-day people I spend my time with are a completely fresh group of people. This is a huge adjustment as I don’t see or message my old friends as often. I’ve become skilled in introducing myself to new people and making new friends which is one of my favourite things as well as building my phone contacts list. I love my new friends, they are all so lovely and we have great fun together and we have so much in common it is crazy! Mornings: I now wake up at … Continue reading One Leap at a Time

Too tired TV

How much TV a lazy and sleepy teenager enjoying the rain with a fluffy cushion and too many boxsets can watch in a week (unless otherwise specified)… Miranda: Whole series -Classic British comedy which reminds me of my primary school best friend who loved this and reminds me of my childhood. -Easy to watch (perfect 4pm awkward afternoon time watching) and hugely funny while staying relatable The big C: Season 1 -It is about a mother who gets cancer which is serious but it is a comedy and is all expressed positively -Easy to watch and great characters once you get … Continue reading Too tired TV

Weekend Getaway

A summary of my weekend away alone to visit friends…

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-A piece I wrote in my English class. Bend my knees and jump. Doing the unimaginable. Falling. Or flying? My heart is pounding against my chest. Beating faster and faster. As descending further, deeper and faster. As quick as the air can carry me. Diving through cotton like clouds as a swimmer takes to water or a bird in flight. Carrying no weight as the air hugs me freely. Effortlessly plunging further, deeper and faster. Momentarily gliding like a feather sinking to land simply. The air smashes against me, cold and crisp, suffocating me but keeping me alive. -Stimulus: Skydiving like activities. Continue reading Falling

If your heart says to dance, shouldn’t your body follow?

“If your heart says to dance, shouldn’t your body follow?” Continue reading “If your heart says to dance, shouldn’t your body follow?”