Braceface.

We moved house on the weekend. What a trauma that was! I've probably moved about sixteen thousand times in my life due to Dad being in Real Estate and having the odd moment where I'd move out with friends for a while; however this move was by far the most suffering I've done since I moved here. Perhaps it's because I'm not on my feet as much as I used to be. I used to work at a newsagency so I would be standing for most of the day, then I'd be going out a lot with friends... whatever it was, in Noosa I was always walking around.



So we moved, and I love our new house by the way! It's a little older in style and build, but it's right on the river and we have a gorgeous view of the water and mountains. On a sunny day it looks like paradise! For two days (and I think I'm still trying to recover...) my feet, legs, body was aching. I think I am still aching. But the new house is fun and exciting and I can't wait to start making some memories in there. My room is further away from my parents than it was in our last house so me and Anthony have more privacy! I can easily moan in his ear now without being self conscious if you know who can hear us. He was surprised last night when I jumped him.



Now that the big move is out of the way I'm looking forward to settling back in to my normal routine of work, gym and my boyfriend (oh and the odd occasion I go party). I also started teaching hip-hop dancing two weeks ago which is fun and keeps me occupied of an afternoon. I'm teaching the juniors for the moment but will soon take over the seniors. I can't wait. It feels like old times. I hadn't danced in three years so I'm eager to get right back into it and get fit as well! Mum and I didn't go to the gym all last week as we figured packing up the house and moving was enough exercise and we would have to conserve our strengths for the house change. We went to the gym yesterday and I almost passed out. Either I'm still stuffed from the weekend or I'm coming down with something. I haven't struggled like that since I started there.



Yesterday at midday, I got braces. I'm 21 and feel self conscious, but I hardly know anyone here so I'd rather be self conscious to a handful of people rather than my home town of hundreds. It's really hurting today; just the bottom row. I have one really overlapped tooth down the bottom and I can feel it straightening out and it frigin hurts. But I guess that's the point? We'll see how it goes. 20 months I have them on for so... only 19 months, 3 weeks and 4 days to go.

Whoever invented this mouth jail, DAMN YOU!!!