Love

Spending a bit of quiet time next to my best friend in LA, skimming through pictures of me with short hair (much to my friends amusement) and writing a song in my head. I can never seem to stop the constant flow of songs through my head. It means I often sing random lines. Maths-playing with our awesome teacher's son-he has FINALLY stopped calling me Jonah. Settled for Ana instead. And begged for me to push him on the swing. Seems so much more fun than finding the least common multiples. Ah well.
there are times like this that are just so precious. Seeing my best friend read my mummy's blog, after I showed her how to make one. She was really excited. And she got so happy when only one of the sweetest people I know held out a loving hand to get her up off the ground. Just like me...I hope.
I love this school. We watch out for each other. Help each other along. I have so many precious friends. To think, I have only had one or two best friends before, but now I have a million! They are all so amazing. I love them all.