So I did the bucket collection on Wednesday, as you know, and I thought it went alright, but wasn't too enthusiastic to find out the total. I didn't think we'd managed to raise that much. We did the bucket collection on the Wednesday before Halloween, and after a very big Stupid Tuesdays, and it really was absolutely dead in the Union that night.
However, regardless of all of that, I found out on Thursday (at the first India meeting) that we'd managed to raise £84! And I also found out that on the Friday, they raised £150 something meaning that split between the 6 of us that took part, the total £240ish means we have raised £40 each!! I am so pleased with that, it's unreal. I said to myself before the bucket collection that £30 each would be a huge achievement, and to be honest, I didn't even expect £20 each. I am so impressed... and it'll go straight towards my total of £1450! (which is now down to £1400 after an anonymous £10 donation on my page. Thank you to that person, if you're reading this!!
EXCITING! I hope to be able to do more bucket collections soon, but I also have a few big plans for fundraising too, and have already started contacting people... watch this space...
If you want to donate, please visit www.justgiving.com/sharla-bennison. I understand if you cant donate... but please feel free to share this too! The blog, the link... whatever is easiest. I would just love to get my story heard. Thank you so much for reading this!
I've seen this blogpost by a few other bloggers, and I thought it would be something quite
fun to write. So I decided to have a think of things I'd tell a 13 year old me.
1. Dont panic, your spots will clear up soon (though you'll never have the best skin ever).
2. Stop obsessing over having a boyfriend. No boys will properly like you like that until you get to the age of at least 16. Then your best friend will decide he loves you, and you'll love him too and happily ever after.
3. GCSEs aren't as hard as you think they'll be.
4. Always audition for a lead, you never know what might get thrown at you!
5. Your boobs will get bigger and will suddenly stop growing as the rest of you continues.
6. You're going to be in a pantomime (2 actually) and you will lose a nice amount of weight. Keep it up, you look fab then!
7. Full fringe = no go.
8. Same goes for the bob hair cut. And the perm. Basically don't let mum go anywhere near your hair.
9. Please stop wearing luminous purple eyeshadow that matches your cardigans... it does you no favours.
10. Even when you move house, the people that are most important to you will stay in your life even when you're 19... don't worry!
11. When you turn 18, please don't feel the need to take a picture of yourself every time you consume alcohol.
12. You will have an obsession with Monster Munch in year 12 and 13.. never let it stop.
13. Do the IB; dad knows what he's talking about and it will be the best (and yet worst) decision you will ever make.
14. The IB will eventually end and you'll be so sad it did (won't feel like it at the time!).
15. Please change your mind from English to Psychology sooner. It'll save you a lot of time.
16. You are going to end up at one of the best Universities in the country, and love it more than you've loved anything. You'll meet some awesome people, and have the most amazing flatmates ever, and your course will be a bit pants in the beginning, but it gets better!
17. You will always love Disney. Never be ashamed.
UPDATE: 18. Please refrain from the incessant hashtagging on instagram when you're about 16... no-one enjoys that...
When I was about 6, my parents took me to Argos with my older brother and younger sister, and we purchased a cupboard for £59.99 at Collection Point B. However, the interesting thing about the whole experience had absolutely nothing to do with the cupboard, unsurprisingly.
As a child I was highly dramatic (not much has changed), and the world was my stage. At this particular moment in time, Argos was my chosen stage. I decided that my own rendition of Geri Halliwell's "It's Raining Men" was absolutely the thing that would entertain the customers of Argos. I began to do the dance moves that I had learned through a music channel, and sung at the top of my lungs. A few of the older members of my audience gave me a clap and a cheer, however my older brother (who must have been about 12 at the time) was absolutely mortified about watching me dance my socks off, while he was unsuccessfully trying to eye up some of the females at Collection Point A. I completely ruined his cool, and my own, as the girls started laughing and pointing.
It didn't phase me. Even to this day I find the beauty of an Argos audience (lots of people sitting on chairs waiting anxiously for their numbers to be called; actually, they're just looking for their own items to arrive down that conveyor belt and then they jump up) perfect as an audience to sport my newest dance moves.
I turned 19 in December...
