life of a street dancer

First of all apologies that I haven't blogged in a while, disgraceful I know. It won't happen again. Any hoo I have loads to tell ya! I went to the London Book Fair at Earls Court on Wednesday. It was very interesting. Technically everyone you need to help you with your career was in that one building but getting to talk to them was another problem altogether. Had a meeting with this great company who turn books into the best apps so I've sent them Emily and I hope we can work together. I really did try to network with the publishers but some people are just not that nice (I only made it as far as the receptionists) But I could tell they were thinking 'who is this little girl.' But funnily enough I met an old uni mate who works for a big publishing house! She took my details without me even asking. Felt nice to be on the other side. She asked me why I left uni early and that I was really good on that course - news to me! Was great to finally meet Helen, genius of ...

I exercised literally from 11am-8pm, finishing off with Leanne's killer Zumba session. I didn't even know they did sit ups in Zumba let alone 150 of them. I limped unattractively to the bus stop. The problem with me is I get bored very easily. I don't know why that is but after a while I just tune out and when I'm bored, I usually do something very silly that I regret later. Sooo my plan is to fill my days with something, ANYTHING! So that my brain is constantly focused on something. I think that's why I have that weird fear of marriage. I just think forever is a long time and what if I get bored of being married? Guys think that girls dream of their wedding day to the T. I don't. I've never thought about a dress, colour scheme. In fact I'm the girl who has nightmares that I get proposed to and I don't say anything. My other nightmare is that it's my dress rehearsal for the wedding and I run away and no-one can find me and everyone is pissed at...