And so it begins

So, as any other dreary summer day, I was sitting at home with my sisters when, lo and behold, we decided to do something else than just watch Veronica Mars. So, you ask, what could be a fun activity for us to do? Go to a funfair? Nope. Watch a movie? Nope. Go out for lunch. Wrong again. Nah, we decided to go and get our bras fitted! Woop woop!

So, I haven't been measured since I was about 13 and was buying my first bra at which stage I was a 34AA, i.e. MINISCULE and I don't think I've really improved much in that area since then- we are on a whole a small chested family..although my dad could do with losing a few pounds lol... anywho, I was in the little cubicle trying on all kinds of bras and I hadn't actually heard what size I was but I was expecting to be at some awkward stage in between 34A and 34B but alas, to my greatest amusement- it turns out I am a 34D

How in the name of Merlin's most baggy Y-fronts did that happen?

Anyway, this caused me great amusement for the rest of the day...not to mention a great sense of jubilation! Avast!

Then again, does this mean I've put on weight?? I flipping well hope not but most likely it does...so I guess I'd better get on to the sit-ups again...

Still, overall, it was a day of many surprises, a day of many joys and a day I finished by scrubbing up a floor at work on which some asshole had smashed a jar of pasta sauce! Goodie gumdrops *cough*

Since I haven't written anything on here for ABSOLUTELY AGES I decided it was about time to give it a whirl again..that's to say, I don't mean an actual whirl because that doesn't make any sense...but either way, I will be writing again- and it's good to be back!

As I am now getting ready to moooove out of this "God-forsaken scrap of land" (as Captain Jack would call it), otherwise known as Northern Ireland, I felt that now was a good time to start writing again- in the hopes that interesting things might actually start happening to me now I am leaving for University (FINGERS CROSSED!)

The results last Thursday were both good and bad. The first (and greatest thing) was that I got into my first choice and therefore the boat my parents already booked to travel is not a complete waste (although I would have been RAAAGING if it had been! The not so good part was that I didn't get AAA so I don't qualify for the bursary I was offered at Uni. However, it's all water under the bridge and I'm leaving so that's the main thing!

Speaking of water under the bridge, is everyone familiar with a Russian gentleman named Rasputin?! If you are then you'll realise why I mentioned him at this particular moment haha. If you haven't heard of him then look him up- he's seriously spooky!

Anywho, I hope to write fairly frequently, whenever I decide I need to just blurt out all my emotions and I don't want to share them with anyone. I decided a while ago, after a particularly nasty falling out with a friend that, perhaps from time to time, it really is better if I keep my emotions to myself! I don't always need to take offense and get hurt and inflict my hurt on other people, do I? So, I made a vow that I will never again fall out with a friend because it just means my summer was a lot more boring than usual! So, instead of sharing my emotions, perhaps my blog is a good place to leave these feelings...at the door, so to speak.

It's good to be back and you'll be hearing from my soon, my ever allusive blog followers!

Faretheewell!