Argh. I'm torn between being ecstatically happy and extremely miffed. Bizarre, I know, but let me explain..
Jonny is coming here a week tomorrow, and the last time I saw him was 23rd .February, so that makes me happyyyyyyyyy... But (and it's a big ol' but).. I'm due to start my period like a day before he gets here. I'm gunna be in a horrible mood, and yes it may seem pathetic, but sex is an important part of our relationship, being that we see each other at *most* once a month. He's only staying for the weekend, and the whole time I'll be hormonal, in pain and paranoid about bleeding on the sheets in the night and embarrassing myself beyond belief (happens every month due to my
stupidly heavy periods.. but he's never in the bed with me!).
So meh. I'm excited about seeing him.. but gutted it isn't at a better time. I always want our time together to be perfect because it's so special to me.
Anywayyyyyy, I'm off out tonight with my best friend and we're going to the pub for a drink and possibly into town for a bit. It should be a good laugh.. I'm gunna wear my new sexy corset and make myself look perdy. I do tend to feel huge next to my best mate though, she wears a .U.K size 6 (.U.S size 2, methinks?) and she's like 5ft 6.. so she's skinny! I'm still stuck at a size 14.. blah.
Haha I told you this was me rambling on!
Ok I'll stop now.
No, wait...
Now.