No.9

Hello all,

So now the bestfriend has left to go to University, and the other bestfriend has left to her own gap year in Australia, both of whom are the two people I care most about in the whole entire world, excluding family that is, (a massive down side to having a gap year is watching the people you care about leave your 'home town' and you behind) all that is left for me to do is to get cracking with the list.

I happened to stumble across this video and decided it is the perfect basis upon which I shall 'learn a dance' No.9.

Here you go, take a look for yourself. Inspiration for No.9; the dance.
So, when I'm done being sad (I always knew September was going to be a toughen) and I'm ready to be distracted, I'll get learning it in my spare time and upload a video of my own cheeky rendition.

All my love
- Jessica

Gap Life?

So the summer is over, and has been quickly replaced by September. A month I thought would be full of empty 'gaps' of time, pondering over what to do next! I was wrong. I can't remember the last time I was quite this busy. My life is a rush of trying to get everything done and said before each individual leaves for university or gap years as well as working, desperate to get as much money as possible to do the things I actually want to do. And here I was, believing that my rush hour ended after the crazy four day boozer surrounding my 18th birthday (including having to say goodbye to one of my closest friends). However two weeks later and here I am.

The next year scares me, because I simply don't know what to expect. I barely know what's happening tomorrow let alone next week, and for somebody who likes a sense of socialized order, its kinda driving me crazy!!

I had one of the best summers of my life, but I can't help but wonder if its meant to be a summer of closure, or the beginning of something better. The line between the two is thinner than I expected.

Being an adult means that regardless of what happens to me, of who leaves and enters my life, and what experience's I may or may not be blessed with, I have to deal with it maturely. I have to breathe, take a step back and gather some perspective. Because gap years and university's and goodbyes, they aren't forever, they're just for now. So for now, being brave takes on a new meaning; it means trusting the direction your life is going in even when it feels like its not heading anywhere at all.

Trust God. He has this crazy plan, right? At least I believe that's true, because I sure as hell ain't working in a cafe claiming that I'm on my "gap life" forever. I think it's time to once again consult the list...