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Friday, January 9, 2009
KILLER HEELS.


I really and truly experienced the agony of what that means today. Don't know what I was thinking, but I went out of the house wearing my new 3-inch heels. It was alright at first, until you start to walk more, AND THEN you feel the pain. Gosh. I practically murdered my own pair of feet.

When you're that tall, people tend to look at you right? Haha. Eileen and Liyi said that there was this group of guys behind us, then this guy said Wah! That girl so tall. Then when he walked past and saw my heels then he Wah! again. Her heels so high. LOL. I didn't hear any of that at all, probably too concentrated with walking but it sure was funny.

Went with them to BB to get the items + Eileen's present. Sat at EVERY opportunity. Met the guys at FC 5 then headed to SPGG. At the stadium there, my heels actually kinda sank into the grassy area. Thus, I took off my heels and walked the rest of the way there in my socks. =P

Stupid Yikai kept playing with my shoes and say that I will fall down. So I told him, I WILL NOT fall even if my feet are killing me. Which they are of course.

Played 2 rounds of bowling at SPGG. First game was good, score of 124, but second game I kinda had no mood to play already so the score was like shit. They played an hour of pool later, and I read my mag.

Time to go, took out my shoes, walked across stadium, wore back shoes. Halfway down the never-ending stairs at FC 5, I finally couldn't stand it anymore and walked the rest of the way to the station IN MY SOCKS. No one seems to notice I wasn't wearing shoes so oh well. =D

Putted back on my shoes only in the elevator going up to the platform. People who have nothing better to do somehow always stares at feets so I had to wear them back right?

So tempted to remove them in the bus but I told myself: Since I walked out of the house in these, I WILL walk back in them also.

Since I'm blogging, it means I survived the journey from the bus stop to my house. Haha. And this concludes my episode of....A DAY IN HEELS.
[and surviving to tell the tale of course]

i'm so not doing that again. *shivers*

i've always been SANE.

5:33 PM

Me!
my BRAIN has NO SCREWS, so you can't TELL me i have a LOOSE SCREW.

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