Life is very nearly pukka

My best friend is my neighbour and there is something to do every single night. My hair is growing, I have some lovely new red lipstick and lilac nail polish and lots of shiny new books on my shelf that I haven't read yet. Odes are my new best friend. Odes are poems that celebrate something and worship it. Henry Normal waits until he feels sad, then chooses an everyday object such as a tea coaster and writes an ode to it. By the end of his writing, he is convinced that the world would not be complete without coasters and so feels so much happier because after all, if tea coasters are so amazing then surely the world is full of beautiful and amazing things? We were told to do the same so I wrote an ode about a coffee bean. Considering I had my 12 lines finished in 10 minutes, it could have been worse. BUZZIN ABOUT SONNETS THOUGH, I so hope we get to look at Shakespeare (L).
Tonight it is Jack's birthday and I intend on getting really drunk, it is needed. As for now I must read Evelina, she is so much cooler than Moll Flanders.