Getting punched in netball and being a closed person

Hi,everyone! So I was looking back at what blog posts I’ve been writing and most  of them have been me complaining about something,normally people. I realised that I haven’t written a blog post of what is happening in the world of me at the moment.This is a blog (no,kidding) and I’m meant to write about what is going on with me.

Recently, my friends have been reading my blog and I don’t want to really go that personal on this blog because I have a line between you and my friends. I don’t really tell my friend’s what’s worrying me or what I think inside my brain. I maybe have one friend who I do tell things like that but she doesn’t read this blog and I’ve known her since I was 4. I’m a really closed person, I don’t really tell people what happens inside my brain and sometimes I hate or like to keep it to myself.

I want to tell my blogger friends everything that happens in my life (like a diary) but I can’t do that on this blog now. Whenever I start to write a personal blog post, I have to trim it so much that it becomes nothing. I still love blogging, it’s just that I can’t tell you everything now.

Anyway, so what is happening in my life right now? Well, I’m in my third week at school and all is going well so far. It’s quite nice having the Mean Girls back in a way and I’m sure I haven’t seen any cute boys this summer. I have a few in my classes but not many and most of them are idiots.

Tomorrow, I am going to my first piano lessons which I’m kinda nervous about because their private and I can see me messing up alot but hopefully, it will go well.

I have also joined Netball because I have to do an extra circular activity. My parents what me to be the perfect student so off I went to hell. I haven’t played netball since Year 5 (Grade 4)  and I wanted to go with the Year 7’s (Grade 6’s) but I was put with the Year 11’s :/ because I’m ‘tall’.

It’s Thursday and Netball was on Tuesday and all my limbs are still hurting from getting bashed about. I thought Netball was a delicate sport, not a full-on rugby match. You don’t know how many times I got elbowed in the boobs.

I’m so small compared to the Year 11’s.

I’m going to have to go now and get ready for school tomorrow but I will be probably posting a blog post tomorrow. I’m not making any promises though. Anyway, hope you’ve enjoyed this blog post!

Hideaway Girl xxx

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