Happy International Boob Day!

Mood: famished
Music: fallout boy - sugar, we're goin' down

This morning was one of those mornings where you stay in bed practically sleeping and listening to the radio for ten minutes longer than any trace of decency should allow, then rip through your morning routine like a tornado in order to arrive at school on time.

Anyways, I didn't notice the effect of my particular shirt/bra combination until in the bathroom after first period when it was practically bounding out of the mirror infront of me -- sweet mother of pearl!!
I HAVE CLEAVAGE!!!

So for a precious moment of awe and wonder (typically experienced by girls around the age of thirteen) I stood admiring my latest attraction, until this grade ten walked in and I felt weird. Then I went to my English Literature class and got the same mark as Cat on our last assignment.

...I guess that means he likes our boobs equally as much.

Ta Da.

[Edited to add:

Ha ha! My stat counter says "420"!]