heels

i wore my stilettos out today.

they're pristine white, as high as they're sexy.


and so i walked and before long i was reminiscing the times in secondary school during which my girlfriends and i had agreed to wear heels and get out - needless to say, we all died. young feet and heels - don't even go there.

but as time went by, i guess we all got more experienced with how to handle height, me especially (of course, correct me if i'm wrong here).

and thus i went out, in high spirits, met up with a friend and managed to get some shopping done. found a nice purple top and a skirt with matching colour, but ended up getting the top only, for the skirt would be a killer to my finances.. heh. can't let go of my sanctuary dream, can i?

mm. i have another goal before i get there though.. i'm saving up for my little cousin who wants to cure her legs. she had given all her money to another cousin of mine - her sister - to apply for pr in australia. thus she isn't able to go anywhere to get her cure. but i'll help. i'll eat less shop less go out less and save more and by the end of the year i'll have quite a few hundred to help her out, at least.

money is of little issue - as long as i get by, what more do i ask? if i can spare it to help another out, why not? especially if it's family.

so. scrimping time, i guess..


anyways. yeah i went out in my heels and had a whale of a time, it was pretty fun walking about trying not to think about the consquences of falling in town. gawd! hahaha

hum. working tomorrow. and the day after. staying home, then. :) oh, someone just called to ask me if i'd like to meet up for kawfee. he offered to bring tequila. haha! i wish i needn't do the work tomorrow, so i can get drunk and be happy for the night. sure, i'll get the hangover later but now isn't later and later can wait. :)

but well. werk. hai...


heh just got news that a friend of mine is not feeling well. poor boy. lagi poor thing is that he mentioned that his wife ain't the mother hen type..

i am, but then i never had the chance to take care of that someone. no hugs and kisses when he's in bed, no ginger tea and honey prepared, no.. heh.

i'd always wanted to take care of my baby, guess i never got the chance. guess chances are hard to come by when two people don't live together. ah well. the chance will come, the chance will come, when i find love again.

amen!