The organised chaos

Tomorrow shall be my dancing day

Oh, how I love Fridays!

Not only it brings the working week to an end, it also promises a whole bunch of upcoming and fun activities.

Karaoke with the colleagues, the end of my nine-day work week slash ordeal, drinks with the pals at One Rochester (hopefully), spending time with my beloved fat cute boyfriend, going to the gym, hanging out with choir buddies, going to Wet Wet Wild for the first time on Sunday.

Exciting, no?

Speaking of dancing, I wish I could dance but sadly, I am cursed with two left feet. Couple that with my gangly and all-limbs-but-no-meat frame, I look like a preying mantis on the loose. Very depressing.

But at least I can swim. Hah.