So, this weekend has been somewhat hectic, I was supposed to be propmaking with Manly Viking and the Princess of Runcorn on Friday leaving my Saturday free for talking to Man of Taste and going out to my Gentleman Friend’s birthday. Since Manly Viking was ill on Friday the Princess of Runcorn’s Mum was ill this didn’t quite go to plan. So Saturday was spent propping in the kitchen and then later on with my Manly Viking…hehehe.
My Gentleman Friend’s meal was nice and I really enjoyed myself, after one too many of my sister’s lectures about how my chestal (chestal? is that even a word!!!) wall was in imminent danger of collapsing I have decided to start wearing bras. Well that and the fact that my boobs have been growing and now ache a bit when I don’t wear one. I did look a little interesting when squeezed into a Chinese dress for dinner on Saturday but the lady who runs the Fortune Star thought it looked great (I really wished it was Chinese I spoke at that point rather than Japanese). My Gentleman Friend thought I looked good too.
Today I listened to the Archers and woke up somehow, not sure how but I feel like I’ve been asleep for a few months and now I’m really going to go for things. Yeah I’m nervous as hell about the new job, particularly as the school still haven’t contacted me, on the other hand it’s two terms. They can hopefully be made to count towards my QTS and with any luck teaching won’t turn me into the Good Girlfriend. (ie. Superbitch)
The Jellicle Cat keeps saying my boobs look huge in a bra. This is good :). Bras are still uncomfy things though.