*~Sleeping Princess~*

Its the last day of the week. TGIF! My second week into my next job and everything is more fast paced, stressful, needs a lot more attention and focus than my previous job. Clearly, for a person like me who never even thought of doing something like this back then, I have a lot catchup. Ketchup. Chili sauce. Mayonnaise. If in that case, why the hell am I blogging right now? =.=

The month of fasting started with a lot of food places around the vicinity closed down. The cons? Lesser food choices. The pro? Smaller lunch crowd. People get to leave earlier from work, which leaves the office really quiet and nice (to sleep in).

I particularly hate being nagged at. Sadly, I grow up in a nag free environment and the effect of nagging is ten times worst because I am not accustomed to it. Maybe if I got nagged when I was young it will not be as bad right now. Oh wait. Come to think of it, nagging sucks and nothing will make me feel better.

I wanted to go for a haircut but chickened out last minute. TWICE. I am going again tonight. YEAH! TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT! ARGH! MY HAIR!

I need to really, really stop spacing out. That is a waste of time and it scares the shit out of people.

Oh, McD is selling Mega Mac again during Ramadhan, at night only. Awesome! I shall have it everyday if I could!

Also, should I go for a Ramadhan buffet? Will it be nice?

Will be carrying this photo in my wallet until the next hairdresser visit.

I have been taking shoes out of my shoes cabinet to include in my daily shoe wearing routine. I have this bad habit of buying the shoes and not wearing them, especially when the shoes are really a bargain. I don’t know, its as if I am buying shoes to fill into this bottomless pit of … something, and I realize I really have to stop buying and start wearing.

No luck so far. I am still buying. =.=

Back then, when I was a factory minion, my shoes are for wearing it from the house to the car and from the car to the office. That’s it. I don’t need fancy shoes for work, it is hazardous. So back then, fancy shoes are for weekends, or after work, or that short trip to and from car.

Which just defies the logic of buying so many shoes, but I still did. =.=

Right now, it doesn’t matter what shoes I wear, as long as it is meant for walking. And so far I wore SLIPPERS to work.

and SLIPPERS to shop.

and SLIPPERS to eat.

and SLIPPERS to everywhere else.

MY GOD! Why do I buy so many pairs of shoes when a pair of cheap pink slippers is sufficient?!

Realizing that, I started to sort through the shoebinet (no such word, I created it after watch HIMYM) and took out some shoes to wear. Started off with some flat pumps because hell no, I can never wear high heels without keeling over even though I have a few pairs of them.

You know, those flat pumps, which looks comfortable, and sensible and all that? Liar. They made my feet peel. Back, front, sides, they bruised my feet. Tried two pairs and wondered if I should just chuck them away. Bad, bad pumps. To their defense, I suppose bargain shoes are not meant to be worn traipsing around shopping malls.

For two different days in two different weeks, I tried two pairs of pumps and ended up with foot sores. what should I do with them? They are nice and all, but they hurt like mad, its not pretty anymore.

Should I just bin them? Give them away, or something along the line?

And then there are still kitten heels, heels and some peeptoes waiting to be tried on.

=.= Serves me right for buying them in the first place.