I had a good day

You know when you have a blocked nose
and you blow it
and you can breathe again and it feels really nice?




Yeah.





I am all happy again now.
I love James. :')



I fell up the stairs today, with a cup of tea, in front of lots and lots of people, and most importantly, James.
It was cringebarrassing, but I didn't spill the tea.
My dad said that that was the most important thing.
My photos are up on flickr: http://www.flickr.com/people/30585140@N05/
They are for my coursework, and it upsets me that they aren't as good as everyone elses.
Cathy was doing a similar topic to me, but she was confident and asked the stall owner peoples permission to photograph them, so her shots are better than mine.
I hate being marginally good at most things, but not exceptionally good at anything.
I really would like a talent, or skill.


Oh well.
My tummy hurts.
I shall make tea, because I am English, and that's what we do when anything goes wrong or hurts or if we just want some.