A Long Day.

Well, well.
I'm grateful to be back home, on the couch with a cup of tea, after an immensely long day at tap&jazz exam rehearsals. 8am til 6pm. Scrumptious.

Grateful for that shared state of silliness between people who've been there, doing that, such an awfully long time. Delirious, we were :) Laughing for no reason, doing curious things. I, of course, fell and bumped into things and such. But that was before ten in the morning, so I guess it doesn't really count.

So grateful that its nearly holidays! I have a list of things to do on said holidays, which is too-organised and a bit lame, but hopefully I'll get all those things done, and love them. Start the new term fresh and marvellous, I hope! I may share the list on here at some point :)

Off to watch some Glee with similarly tired little sister [I think she's asleep on the couch, already].

Whatever you're doing, wherever you are, whoever you're with: love it. Love it because every moment should be as beautiful as possible. Every moment is another closer to the last, so make the most of it.
Have sweet dreams, chickens.

Lise xx