Dear...whoever

Hello!

Just a quick ramble before bedtime. It's just gone 9pm and it's still light out, and the birds are still chirping away.

The most shocking thing is that I haven't eaten dinner yet!!! Well, i say 'yet' but realistically i won't eat dinner now other i might puke while i'm sleeping (sorry!). I've eaten some pringles though so that should keep me going til tomorrow :) [Update - it's 9:49pm and I just added a fried egg sandwich to the pringles, was scared i'd starve to death in my sleep]

I had a really nice day at work today. As you know I was a bit nervous about going in due to my orangeness but everyone was really nice about it (especially A, she was probably lying but i love her for it). I'm no longer neon orange which is great and you can only tell I've had a run in with the tan when you're in talking distance (that's what i hope...!). And I also enjoyed the day because loads of people complimented me on my new black asos dress (see previous post for rave and photo) - by the way, the reason why I didn't post a pic of me in my fav dress was because in my photo you couldn't see how nice it looked whereas in the official photo the lighting is much better. I think wearing that dress today was a genius idea because it's gorgeousness took the focus away from my orangeness lol

Tomorrow my aim is to buy hair serum and also tackle the post office to return my ASOS stuff. I've just been on the phone to SF worried about what i'm suppose to do and if i have to pay and she wisely pointed out that it wouldnt be 'free delivery' if i had to pay..........*ahem*

I must say, i hate the post office. HATE. I always have a bad experience (self fufilling prophecy!) and more often than not end up in tears (i'm such a cry baby). They're always so rude and I'm so stupid, not a good mix. Fingers crossed tomorrow is ok (not expecting a fun time but please no more tears!!)

Just letting some time pass in order for my fried egg sandwich to digest.....

When i was with my mum the other day she convinced me to get measured (height, weight, BMI, body fat) at Boots and after all these years it turns out I'm exactly 5'3, not 5'3 1/2. The weird thing about my height is the way clothes fit me. Considering that I am officially petite (even with the extra 1/2 inch) dresses are always too short/not the length they're suppose to be on me. This is probably because my big arse and stomach make the dress ride up and possibly because i have a long torso and short legs so my knees are much lower than they're suppose to be lol I'm a fat crazy orange/yellow midget!!!!!!!!!

Ok, that's enough digesting, goodnight everyone x