Granny pyjamas?

Hello everyone! I know, I’m a horrible, horrible person because i haven’t posted anything in a whole month. I feel terrible. Trust me, I haven’t forgotten about this blog at all because I always think, ‘that would be good to write on my blog’ or ‘I should tell everyone about what just happened on my blog.’ I just never actually end up writing it! I think you jut get so caught up in life, that you forget to do some of the things that make you the happiest. And this blog is honestly one of the best things I have. So I am so sorry that I haven’t been around lately, I promise you that will change!

So today I want to talk to you about a very embarrassing and uh… interesting experience I had lately. Every year, at my school, we have this competition when people of about groups of twenty have to do a perfromace and sing a song in front of the whole school. And then the teachers that are the judges, decides who wins. I have done it every year since i’ve been in high school and it is such a great experience! Although, many people say that it’s only for losers and its ‘not cool’ to do it. But I still do it anyway because I want to get involved and enjoy my high school experience as much as I can!

So of course this year I signed up and my group leaders decided that we were doing the song Bad Blood by Taylor Swift… But with a slight twist. Basically, it was set in an old peoples retirement home and it was all about us bickering with each other. It was a hilarious idea. So we practiced it for weeks but then came the day I realised that I would hvae to wear old peoples clothes in fron of the whole entire school! I tried to not let it worry me too much, but you have to admit, I was pretty much commtting social suicide. So I asked my mum for some help with choosing out a costume and she said I can wear some floral pyjamas that looked like a grandma would wear with my pink dressing gown that I have had since forever. So I thought that would be a pretty good costume and I actually loked like an old lady when I tried it on.

The performance day came and I was ready… but kind of nervous that I was going to be dressed a a granny in front of th whole school. Goodbye to any possible guy I could date… Goodbye to people thinking I was normal…

But before the performance, I realised that other peoples thoughts didn’t matter! I am going to go out there, try my best and own my granny pyjamas! That’s exactly what I did. Of course i heard a lot of laughter and whispering but I still went out there, gave it my very best shot and I was proud to be standing in front of the whole school in granny pyajams. The performance went smoothly except when I fell over back stage and held everyone else up… But something like that was bound to happen to me, I;m just glad it wasn’t worse. Afterwards, while we were waiting for the results, I was excited to find out if we were going to win. I actually thought we had a really good chance.

So then, they announced the winner and it was… US! We were so happy that all of our hard work and sacrificed lunch times for rehearsals was worth it! Once again, I ran up onto the stage with my granny pjs still on along with everyone else and received our award! All I can say is that embarrassing myself was totally worth it.

So to all of you… Please don’t be afraid to do something in high school or anywhere else just becase of what other people think. If you enjoy doing it, then do it! Because in the end we will look back on these memories when we made a fool out of ourselves and be proud of them! So when an opportunity comes up, ask yourself, what would I regret more? Doing this or not doing this? The choice is yours.

Stay lovely,

Just a girl with no clue, is logging off xx

Music camp

hello everyone! My last post absolutely failed and I hardly got any questions, but thank you to the people who did ask me stuff!

Anyway, today I want to talk to you about music camp. So my school holds a music camp every year for the kids in bands, choirs, ect… And I went this year! I wasn’t too keen on the idea since I had never been before, but my choir teacher wanted me to go and everyone I talked to said it was the best camp ever. So I ended up going and I definitely do not regret it.

It was about an hour and half away from my school and it was at this really old place that used to be a boarding school like one hundred years ago. So we first got there and I was sort of like, yeah, I guess its okay. I wasn’t having a  really good time but I wasn’t having a really bad time either. We all got our schedules and we all had so much free time to just chill and do whatever we wanted which was so good. I went to my first practice with a few of my friends and I felt so out of place, like everyone was better than me. It wasn’t going well.

We then had free time and a few guys and girls in my year decided to play basketball so I went down to join them. I tried to play a bit but I just wasn’t in the mood, so I sat on the side. After that, one of my friends and I went to go play ping pong together. We were just chatting and having fun when two guys in my year came in. I guess I could say we used to be friends but we just drifted apart I guess. They then joined in and I was actually beginning to have a good time. We were playing truth or dare like we were in primary school again and it was so fun! The time for dinner came and us four all sat at a table together. we carried on playing truth or dare and the dares I had to do were ridiculous! One time, I had to sit at a table by myself for two minutes straight while screaming out chicken every now and then. I was getting s many weird looks! One of the guys also had to go sit at a table with random people and just not say anything, it was hilarious!

That night, we had a 1920’s dance, so we all had to dress up and it was really fun getting ready. Some of the year twelve boys wore dresses and it was really funny. The dance was alright, but it could get a bit boring at times but that’s okay. I hardly saw my new friends though so it wasn’t as fun as dinner.

The next day, everybody was getting ready for the open mic night that was going to be that night. I wasn’t having the best morning because everyone was in something and I wasn’t. A group of girls in my year were performing and didn’t invite me and a friend to join in and they were being a bit rude. That sort of ruined the morning but then I just decided to be positive for the rest of the day. We had two more choir practices and that actually went well and I found out that we would be performing at the open mic night anyway. My friend somehow got us into those girls performance but when we went to practice, I knew that they didn’t want us there. So I went with my gut feeling and quit, I didn’t want to be there if they didn’t want me there.

the rest of the day went by quiet smoothly and I was having a good time again. I also went to play basketball with some of the guys because I was bored and I was actually good! I play netball but I never thought I was very good at basketball. I think that got me in the good books of some of the older guys who didn’t think I was ‘cool’ or something. And then, some of the girls came out to play, so we made new teams. I was the first person to be picked into a team and that never happens to me!

We then went to dinner and my two new guy friends, my close friend and I decided to walk into the graveyard that was on campus after dinner. It sounded pretty scary but I definitely wanted to cross it off of my bucket list. So we went in there at night and we couldn’t even have a light on because people would see us and we weren’t allowed in there. While we were walking around the grave stones, my two guy friends disappeared and I started freaking out. But of  course being me, I didn’t realise that they were just hiding and were about to jump out and scare me. So they scared the living day lights out of me which they thought was hilarious.

After that was the open mic night and the performances were amazing! I performed with my choir and that all went well. Oh and guess what, That group of girls that were going to do a performance didn’t end up doing it.

The next day we all packed up and got on the bus, music camp was over. During the bus ride, we all sang songs together and turned the music up heaps loud, it was really fun. So even though there were some bad times during the camp I was glad I went and i’m sure next year will be even better!

But now I just can’t help but feel sad. My bubble of happiness is gone and everything is just going to go back to normal. I may never even talk to my new friends because we don’t have many classes together and the reality of anxiety, school, and social status is just going to continue. I went to school today and everything was back to normal, my new friends and I hardly spoke and I just wish music camp would go on forever. Will everything just go back to the way it was before? I hope not.

Thanks for reading and please comment your thoughts.

Stay beautiful,

Just a girl with no clue, is going offline xx