The teeth...

My teeth have always been a problem, and always will be... I have had train track braces since I was eleven and had them taken off about two weeks ago, freedom at last, or so I thought. I now have a set of plastic retainers which I will have to wear every night until I'm sixteen, and then two nights a week forever...

The braces...

Two room's, one girl.

The thing that annoys me most about life is the houses (notice the plural there), it should only be one. And yet my life revolves around things like ' bringing clothes to the other house and making sure i don't forget that home work or i won't be able to hand it in'. That's what you do before sleepovers or holidays, not Tuesdays.

Surely i should be worried about the more 'pressing' matters in life, for instance...what are you wearing on the school trip this Friday? This, i think, is why i have such a different organization level than my friends, particularly on sleepovers.

And God help me I only need one room to realize that maintaining them is not the easiest task, when half of my room is tipped out on the floor whilst looking for a pencil or a hairband. So keeping two has made me realise that cleaning really is not my forte, at all.

And of course there is the issue with the clothes i have to carry around school, oddly resembling a pack horse as i trudge. These great bags of things for the weekend (because you know how we girls like to be ready for all occasions) shoes, tops, bottoms, chargers, make-up and obviously the fathers day present that will be added to my list this particular week.

And, rather unfortunately, puts me in A Spot of Bother.