squeefulfish | (no subject)

Thing about having spent so much time this year going "meh, it's just bodies" is that some things tend to become so normal that you don't think about them until afterwards. Like removing bra in biology tutorial to examine the underwire that was poking into my arm and then pop it all back on, shoving bits back to where they're meant to be and then checking everything was pointing the way it was meant to. Might not have been the most appropriate place, but we were revising girl bits.

Edit: Mood still hasn't lifted fully. I am blaming chocolate withdrawal. Any more than another 2 days and I'm ODing on the stuff.