Hey guys,
This is the final post on the matter, the grand finale I guess. This past year was never about success or fame or recognition, it was a catalyst, something to force me to strive to improve myself, to make me get off my ass and actually work towards something. I made this Tumblr to drum up support and make it feel real to me. The support I’ve had from everyone has been amazing, so many people have text me and messaged me saying my words have inspired them or that they want to take dance seriously and that is so amazing to me. If I could help just one person realise their true potential or discover their passion then I know it’s been worthwhile.
Through striving to get to America so many strange things have happened, I’ve left my job (more than one actually), I’ve got a new flat, I’ve spent a year being practical and pragmatic, I’ve saved up so much money, I’ve lost a really amazing girl in my life. Perhaps all of these things were for the best, maybe I need some time off to have fun, maybe I needed to sort my life out and make some money, maybe I needed to get a place to live with some awesome guys. Hell, I know that if I had a girlfriend right now I’d probably blow all my money…I already offered a friend £3,000 in the last 24 hours. Truth is, I don’t care for money, it’s a means to an end, I can go without the latest pair of vans, I haven’t bought a cap in like 4 years and even then I bought it because I lost my favourite hat when I was drunk. Point is most of the things I have, I have because they were given to me, people get too caught up in material possessions and I would much rather give every penny to making someone’s dream come true than looking fresh on a night out. I hope that that alone is something to make my family proud, I’ve not been the best person lately, maybe I’ve been too focused on my goal and neglected the people that have believed in me all along. It was never so hard to deal with as when it’s right there in front of you and that’s something that’s been troubling me for a few weeks now.
So last night I checked the status update of my ESTA application…and it was ‘unauthorised’, this means I can’t travel to the US…not even for a short holiday. It’s weird, I feel like a national threat, I’m just a kid trying to dance, make something of the life I’ve been given and hopefully one day help people. This isn’t the end of the road; it’s just the end of this journey, and the start of a different one. In honesty I’m excited, I love planning and considering and working things out. So I have a few options I’m thinking: Sunshine Summer Camp, Hip Drop, Urban Dance Camp, HDI Summer Camp, China. I honestly wish I was in a long term relationship so I could go on a sun holiday. But hell it’s exciting, I have 6 months of free time and money to spend on making it work. It’s amazing to me how pissed off people have been on my behalf (America has made some enemies haha), maybe I don’t care enough about myself, but that’s because I have amazing people in my life to do that for me. All in all thank you so much for reading, supporting and giving me a reason to work so hard. I’m not going to stop, this is just chapter two…Next year maybe I’ll do it all again.
Keep loving the world and each other.
- Kall
p.s if anybody has any ideas on training or intensives or anything where I can train in dance for like 5+ hours a day from June-November please let me know =]
p.p.s I’m not rich, you won’t see me buying Pop tarts anytime soon…they’re pricey man!

