Isn't it amazing how if the evening before is good, no matter how crap the day, then the following day tends to be good too?
I have just felt absurdly optimistic today. Perhaps thats because the sun was shining enough for me to wear my new and groovy fatface shorts (don't hate me), perhaps it was something to do with the FINALLY giving in my English coursework, perhaps it just felt like a lot of things were coming together. But I had a really nice day.
Highlights:
- Sam tying Sophie's bangle to Jenny's shoelaces so it looked like a target for something rather dodgy
- Being late to History and Gitanjali and Anna saying 'the tables have turned'
- Actually bringing myself to write a French essay and translate a piece of Ovid this evening
- Making cinnamon balls (mmm cinnamony goodness)
and of course,
- GIVING IN MY ENGLISH COURSEWORK, YEAH BABY!
I love sunshine. It makes me happy.
Another thing that was quite nice was that I left my hair to dry naturally this morning (something I *never* do) and got compliments for it! Yeah! See, haystacks can be pretty. There's a pretty famous painting of hay, after all. So ha.
And even though I've got to work tomorrow, and I seem to have far more work than is strictly necessary, life is good.

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