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.Thursday, October 26, 2006 ' 22:11 Y

you used to be the reason, for my smile.you still are.

my post today would have been "My Otak-Berjambul Day." But somehow, i wanna change it to "The day my blood pressure goes up and up."

the morning started out as a sleepy day, with morning lessons and late night the day before.
since it being a raya season, i decided to appear nice and all glam with that DUMBO of a long skirt. (hehe..some people might just recall the skirt)

so Ms Glam went to school..ranting and ranting to my saviour for the day...
and SUDDENLY....

my slipper putus.

how??

the abang slipper who's always selling slippers there wsnt there today.
and the only shoe wear that was available on campus was the goofie shoes..
and it was $43.

so ms frantic and Ms saviour took like nearly 20 minutes to figure out what to do..
and so we had to go down to clementi in a cab to find MS Frantic proper shoes in the early morning hours, dont try to imagine how i walked okay. it was super dramatic. no one noticed that my slipper putus. as yati saiid, "its more cool to have a sprained ankle that a slipper putus."

and so , yours truly got herself a pair of shoes..and Ms Saviour.....bought herself some dresses
hehe..
all thanks to meee...

we had late breafast at kfc (in case u havent already known, we skipped our only lecture for the day)

and there, my fries dropped and stained my skirt.
my ice tea spilled over.

and before that, i stained my skirt from sitting on somewhere dirty.

and when i thought my streak of bad luck is gone, i terpelecok on the way to the bus.

and when i came home i had extremely painful blisters on my legs.

and and.at night, the person whoes suppd to be out with me, played me out.

and and and this must have been the grand finale.
i thought id be nice and take the initiative to make the first move.
but see how he treated me?

thats why i declare, THE MEN JUST DONT GET IT. THEY JUST DONT UNDERSTAND. THATS WHY WE GIRLS DONT BOTHER EXPLAINING THINGS.

sorry to all my male friends. its just an outpouring of emotions. nothing personal okay.