101st brigade Reunion

Saturday saw the celebration of S's Birthday, and T had organsied a night out in London. I was really looking forward to it and it wasn't until I got to the train station that I realised that I was doing the journey alone. I felt pretty calm and tx's to S&T helped an awful lot. The train journey to Waterloo seemed to take forever, I felt extremly tired after reading 20 pages of my book so I closed my eyes, I couldnt sleep but it was enough to ease the tired pains. 

Once I got to Waterloo I had to ride the underground, something I was sort of used to from trips to Essex but I needed to get to Covent Garden, an unknown route. And it meant a change of tube too.  I was used to the jubilee line which is one of the nicer ones. The bakerloo train meant lots of stairs and lots of people. I managed to find a seat for the whole two stops and then it was time for a new tube. Rode that to Covent Garden and come of the tube to lots of people, there were what seemed like several hundred people. I took a deep breath and knew I couldnt face it. That meant the stairs, piece of cake I thought!! Several hundred steps later and I was fed up of going around and around and I was very puffed out!!! I felt very light headed and realised how un fit I really am!

I left the tube station and had no idea where I was going. My sense of direcetion is really poor and I felt like a needle in a haystack. I decided that the stairs were more than enough exercsise for the day. So I cheated and got a cab. I got to the hotel and went for a cig. I was sharing a room with P and knew that I would beat her too it, so I found the room and plonked myself down. The room was smaller than my bedroom but it was a place to get ready for the night and somewhere to sleep afterward. I had been debating what outfit to wear and after dancing infront of the mirror I decided on leggings and a top, it went well with my heels. I then painstakingly applied makeup, I thought as it was a special occasion I would try summat different. While I was applying my face P arrived. We had a good ole natter and catch up and time flew by! I got a text from S asking where we were and that was like eeeek! we were running very late. While P was dolling her self up I finished off my hair. P told me that it was a short walk to the club.. half an hour later we arrived at the club, and my feet were killing me. I was grateful for the sit down to rest them! It was lovely seeing the girls again. I sat next to L and we managed a bit of a natter. It was really good to see her again as we had had a few bad words said in the past. 

To start with I felt a bit uneasy. I didnt know what to say and I had a bit of trouble getting into the swing of things. After some food and a couple of drinks I was really in the mood to party :) My feet were agony so after sneaking off for a cheeky cig I removed the shoes. My feet felt numb. And I felt very short!!! Its a weird sensation having to look up at people as Im 5'9" but these girls are tall and add heels and you have 6'.

T was kind enough to give me her flip flops and my feet were more than grateful. The club was good fun but not the place to have a chat so we decided (well some of us did) to move onto somewhere else. 

Walking across London was really nice, I loved the feeling of being out with the girls as it has been a long time. We walked past a pub and the doormen were like you cant come in, as we walked past the window we noticed it was empty... a pub empty in central london.... mad! 

We found this other pub and somehow managed to split into two groups... some sitting at a table and some holding up the bar. Aventually we all ended up sitting round the table and in true form we nattered away. T ordered us all Tequila Slammers and haphazardly we downed em... wow it cleared the sinuses! 

I met S4, H and M and was able to have a brief chat with all. It was also a catch up with S, T, L and P.  


I was the youngest of the group but I felt so relaxed... so much so that I was flirting!! Girly stuff was the topic of conversation, as is the norm when your with transwomen. The hormone talk lost me but I was able to chat about some stuff. There was a bit of banter over my boobs... they were jealous over them... well someone can take em as I hate my boobs they are far too big for my liking. I would love to have a figure like these women, they are slim and have legs all the way up to their asses! 


Im very insecure about my figure, mainly coz Im beyond chubby... but Im lazy and me and exercise just dont go together. 


Anyway.... I was having such a wonderful time. not once did I feel anxious or anything. I was with friends and that was the main thing. The cocktails and voddy red bulls helped too!


L somehow managed to fall asleep so it was a case of tease her for being old!!! 


A short walk back to S's hotel.. turns out me n P were staying at a different Travel lodge. and we had coffee. The light weights went off to bed which left Me, P, S and T to have a chat, I think time flew by and aventually S&T were kicking us out back to our own hotel. Long goodbyes and lots of hugz went around. T was loving the world and S looked half dead! mind I dont think I looked so hot either!!


P agreed to a cab.. thank goddess as my feet were still killing me, I knew I had blisters and could feel them in my flip flops!


We arrived back in our hotel and decided that we were not actually that tired. P asked for a hug so we hugged and chatted and chatted and hugged. It was lovely to actually get to know her properly as both times I've met P it was with the group and its not the place to really get to know someone. 

P and I finally stopped chatting around 4 am and even then that was only coz I said I was shattered.. the booze had made me feel very sleepy. Though I didnt manage to get much sleep. By 8am it was decided that sleep was out of the question so shower and face on and I was ready to face the day... well I was an Hour and a half later... I was STILL waiting for P.... and I thought I was a nitemare!!!

We talked about GID a bit and I was told again that Im special... I always disagree, I'm me not special I try and accept people for who they are. At the end of the day we all bleed red so we are all the same and we are all equal. I dont understand how people can be so against the LGBT world. We are human beings. And if anyone has a problem with my friends they have to go through me. 


Seeing the girls again has given me a new sense of self. They have to battle with a lot everyday and it puts my life into perspective a bit. I need to try and stay positive. How long this positve mood will last I have no idea, Its hard work staying positive, Ive had a few down moments the last few days but I am trying to keep my chin up and I am also trying to chat to my friends more. 


Im a proud member of the 101st brigade and we will always be there for each other :o)