it can all but break your heart in pieces
I have been drinking lots and lots of tea and I have been trying ever so hard not to spill any of it. Sleep hasn't been very present recently, which has caused excessive clumsiness and lots of lovely tea being spilled upon my carpet, much to mine and my mother's dismay.
I have been wearing the prettiest ring I ever did see for only six pounds. I have worn it every weekend, but not at school, since I got it away back in February. It is extra special because it is the first ring I have ever bought in all my sixteen years.
Tidying my room is going slow because school is stealing all my time at the moment. I did however manage to tidy up all the glitter and almost all the sequins left over from Mothering Sunday, which pleased mes parents, as I was beginning to trail little fairy dust patterns all over the house, which mother had to hoover up with Henry.
My angel sister and I also tidied out our wardrobe, so that our sections are not nearly so muddled. At the back of the cupboard I found, much to my delight, the daisy chain lights from when I was younger. Amazingly, they all still work, and now adorn my mirror, lighting up the faces on my wal, which isn't even nearly complete.
At the moment, I am reading Tess of the D'Urbervilles, but slowly, because I'm loath to say that school comes first, and, well, you know about that. En plus, I really am awfully worried about this French speaking exam that I must do in two mornings time.