swore upon my sun I'd save you for a rainy day

I've fallen in love with Ellie Goulding's style, I think. She dresses in very sporty gear sometimes, and I've found that I really like it. Also, she's an inspiration in the sense of exercise. If you follow her on Instagram you'll understand, probably. I just genuinely really like Ellie Goulding. Strangely enough, I've been keeping up my exercise regime. And jeez, next year I might even actively try getting into "summer shape" or whatever it's called. I say I "might" because, I've never been the person to base my exercise upon changing my body. It's always been because I'm worried my inside (organs and whatnot) are in a horrid state. I mean, I was blessed with good genes (and I've always been very active during my childhood), and therefore I've always stayed rather slender. But I've always been a big eater. At least I used to. And this made me worry about the state of my health, which again prodded me to exercise. A few weeks ago, my friends joked about something to do with my eating habits. And my mum has increased her nagging at me to eat more, though she always has. I'm going to ask my sister later on, if she thinks I've developed an eating disorder. I'm just curious, is this a real concern? It is true that I've cut down on portions, and I've started trying to avoid the most unhealthy things. But that's because I've realised that my body doesn't need that amount of nutrition. Also, maybe it's something psychological in it, because it seems like my body has stopped needing as much nutrition the past year. Like, I can't eat a lot of food just before bedtime, or I won't sleep very well. Or is that just ageing? Anyway, if there is real concern, I'm very grateful, because eating disorders are a serious matter. And among the things I don't ever want to experience, eating disorders are high on the list. Like, I'm genuinely afraid of it-- have been since I had a presentation about it in high school. Anyway, this turned into a very serious topic. I went to the mall for a quick trip today (like the Saturday trip with Marble and Kiwi wasn't enough), and among the things I bought, I bought this sports bra from H&M. I've grown an obsession with grey coloured exercise wear for some reason. I just think it looks really pretty, for some strange reason. Would it be really strange if I started wearing jogging bottoms? Oh wow, seventeen year old me would cringe at twenty year old me. Now I really want to go to Nike Town in London. Blah. I decided to make this picture of Niall my background for my iPhone yesterday. Seemed to have been a good choice, because I can't avoid smiling when I see it. I'm a bit worried about how Niall will be recovering from his knee operation, as it's less than three months to their stadium tour. At least he was at a Taylor Swift concert yesterday. That must mean he's okay. D'you know The Vamps are the varmup band for Taylor? And then Ed Sheeran was a special guest on Saturday, and Sam Smith yesterday. It's a bit like imagining my iTunes library at the same place, ha. I'm really happy for a new Essiebutton vlog. It feels like I've been waiting for it forever, and when I saw it in my subscription box, I nearly fell off my chair with happiness. I'm going to grab something to eat and watch it. I ought to be productive today, as it is a fairly stressful week. Sally texted me just a few hours ago, and she was so sweet. Goodness, I think the next few months will be good. I hope so, at least. I also really want to go to Aalesund to visit my sister and co. But I'm rather broke, so we'll see. Anyway, have a nice Monday! 

does he know not to talk about your dad

Morning. It's stopped snowing for a second. "Praksis" feels like it's going by so fast. Next week will be my third, and it'll only be five weeks left. I've chosen a primary patient, and she was very positive about it. Had a long walk and talk with her, which was very nice. It brings me back to what I wrote about making people happy-- the feeling making someone smile a genuine smile that reaches their eyes, it's really good. Someone you know doesn't smile that much. When I got home yesterday, I finished reading a fan fiction I'd started on in the morning, whilst eating my breakfast. It made me cry, which was a bit surprising. My head felt a bit heavy, so I decided to paint my nails A luxury for the weekends, as I need to remove it on Monday for hygienic reasons. A proper down with being a nurse-- to not be able to wear nail varnish when you want. I went to bed at approximately 10:00 pm, after that stretching guide by Shawn Johnson. I know it by heart now, which is why it's so relaxing to me. Maybe I'm taking the sleep thing too seriously, however, sleep is actually vital. And you don't appreciate a proper night of sleep before you've experienced the opposite. I am so grateful I don't actually have proper problems with sleep. Imagine waking up everyday, after sleeping for a proper amount of time, but never feeling well rested. Imagine trying to chase that feeling. Terrible, I say. Anyway, I awoke at 7:00 am this morning, which is far to early for a Saturday morning, some people would say. But when you go to bed at 10:00 pm, it's not that early. I did a bit of relaxing yoga, before I went down to eat my breakfast and read up on some curriculum. Does it sound like I'm doing a lot of exercise lately? I'm not really. At 9:00 am, I could hear my parents waking up, probably seeing my bedroom door open and my absence. I listened amusedly to my parents, standing in the bathroom, chatting about where I could possibly be. When my mum finally went down the stairs, and walked inside the living room, she spotted me. Asked me what I was doing up that early, and told me she thought I'd gone to school or summat. My dad did the same, and I was just sat there with a smug grin. Ha, the story of my life. Which reminds me, I was listening to my music on the bus yesterday, and then I just distinctly heard something that sounded like Zayn's verse in Story Of My Life, also my favourite part: "Cause baby running after you, is like chasing the clouds", and I paused my own music, listening intently to the music which was playing in the bus. And after a few seconds, my suspicions were confirmed. I somehow always get surprised when I hear One Direction music out in public. But yes, made me smile on the bus trip back to the bus station. And yes, in 1D related news, they are releasing a new video for Midnight Memories, which is their new single. The pictures from it really makes me wonder what the plot is all about. I suspect it'll be entertaining as always. Let's talk about music. I don't know if I ever mentioned Keaton Henson on my blog, due to the playlist I made for Kiwi for Christmas. I kept a lot of music secret for myself, which was bloody hard as I usually write about it on my blog. But I couldn't do that, as Kiwi reads my blog. But yes, Keaton Henson-- I heard Sweetheart What Have You Done To Us whilst listening to a playlist on 8tracks, and it made me stop whatever I was doing, just so I could listen to it properly. Within the first few seconds of watching the music video, I fell in love with his sincerity in his voice, face and lyrics. And it made me want to listen to all of his music. And so I did, and I fell in love with his sad and morose songs, because I have love sad and morose songs. And his lyrics are so great, which obviously makes me fall for songs even worse. You should know that by now. I have no doubt that his music is not for everyone. Anyway, I've been quite productive the last week, and I feel like working on my new paper-- like, I actually want to. And I want to read. Which is all very great, and makes me happy. I'm going to watch a vlog now. A vlog I postponed for today, because I wanted to stretch that joy of a new vlog. But first I'm going to get myself a cuppa and some chocolate. Because it's chocolate Saturday, yay. Anyway, for those of you who are awake: have a nice Saturday x.