Thursday, 19 February 2015

My name is Holly Nussey and I am going to give you a glimpse into my desperately average life. I'm an 18 year old Highland Dancer-that's the one with the kilts, bagpipes and swords. I drink an abundance of coffee and have an irregular circadian rhythm, which my nocturnal cat appreciates.


 My sleep is particularly disordered because it’s winter… I hate winter. I miss the sun, and the heat that comes with it. I love the beach and my shore fix just can’t be met in this season.  My beach affair began when my older dance friends got their drivers licenses, and we had too much summer on our hands. When I am not at the beach, you’ll likely find me in the dance studio, on stage or at dance competitions. This summer, I have the opportunity to compete at Canadians, which will be held in London this year. The song my team is dancing to is “Sleeping Maggie”. As exciting as Nationals are, getting nominated for a scholarship has been an even more thrilling experience. Following my nomination, I got to travel to Chicago and compete against the best in North America for the Sadie Simpson Scholarship. I got to partake in classes and choreograph my own solo number. 

(Heather, Holly M, and myself in our solo dance costumes in Chicago)

While in Chicago, I got to visit the Chicago Aquarium and indulge in deep dish pizza. I also was fortunate enough to view the city of Chicago from an elevation of about 1128 ft, or 100 stories, inside the John Hancock Center. Aside from dance, my existence is fairly mediocre.