I went to Mega with Meg yesterday to buy the Happy Feet sandals I've been eyeing on, the blue one with polka dots and stars. I know that everything on display are on the smallest size available. EVERY SINGLE ONE is either size 5 or 7. How lucky. The only styles on size 6 are with black soles and in colors white, apple green, red and lavender. I would never compromise what I want for the one available so I decided to defer buying.
We looked for a Globe center so that I could pay via GCash the goodies I scored from eBay when we decided to pass through the Apple Center. Danng! Me likey Ipod! But after discussing it through with Ipertz, we've concluded that a Creative Zen Touch 20GB MP3 player is more worth what it costs. All I need to do is see if it's available here.
I treated Meg to Tokyo Tokyo because Jap food makes me happy and I'm generous when I'm happy. I was halfway through enjoying the Fried Gyoza with my Tonkatsu when I decided to check the time. I reached for my phone in my bag and splash! The bag caused my red iced tea to spill. I thought I've long been over my clumsiness. I couldn't proceed with my meal while my crotch is freezing. On the other, I didn't feel embarrassed at all which might have meant I'm so over caring for what other people thinks.
When I arrived home, I tuned in to Desperate Housewives on Studio 23 and missed my Mum. It was such a strange feeling because I never thought I ever would. Maybe I'll go invite her for some mother-daughter bonding sometime.
While watching the back-to-back episodes of SATC on HBO, I decided that my chipped red nails are far from glam so I acetoned it off. I was deciding between a french tip and black polish. I chose the former because I don't want to clip my nails off yet and black polish is cuter on short nails. So, I was meticulously applying the white tip when I received an SMS that proved that something irretrievable has been lost. Earlier, Meg and I were saying that things do change. People change. It's so sad that I have confirmed that I've grown out of you. You flaked out on Xaymaca tonight and I couldn't care less. Four months taught me how to be happy without you. Now that you're back, I am happy still.
Who needs a 1G pair of sandals when I not only already have happy feet, also happy toes, happy knees, happy shoulders and a happy head?
To nourish my happiness, I volunteered for Greenpeace Philippines. We wouldn't want it to fluctuate to critical levels again, would we? Orientation is tomorrow in East Kamias. I'm just Xing my fingers that I won't get lost. Dork.
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One for the weekend. Got this from Bob. Cute.
| You Are a Chick Rocker! |
 You're living proof that chicks can rock You're inspired by Joan Jett and the Donnas And when you rock, you rock hard (Plus, you get all the cute guy groupies you want!) |
*.* as if! @ 10:54:00 AM • • RBJ
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