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is currently an undergraduate student, and coping with her overwhelming commitments. I like long walks in solitude, cosy chats, usually sleep like a log, and beg your patience in tolerating my versatile humour

Because I am such an emo piece of shitake, and keep blogging about sentimental outbursts about my sad and pathetic life, I will try to uplift the spirits of my avid FanClub (I like to pretend I have one) with a totally embarrasing incident last Friday at work.
It started out innocently enough, with my wearing a pair of my very retro heels to work, the one that I technically bought for Sec 4 Graduation Eras Ago. BAD IDEA. When I got off the train, the right side of the heels came out. Think Unglam. Fashion Disaster. So I had to hobble all the way to work. As if that wasn't already bad enough, I was running a few minutes late as usual and I had to walk on parquet flooring. SO. What the other permanent staff heard was a very confused sounding,
Shuffle shuffle KERPLONK Shuffle Shuffle KERPLONK.
So I sat down and had to explain to the collagues around me, why I was walking like a deboned chicken. PLUS, I had to ask the supervisor for superglue and spent my morning trying to salvage my heels. It was intially okay after I had clammmed my weight on it for the morning period, and I could walk properly when I went to buy lunch with Aru.
BUT THEN GUESS WHAT. On the way back, the OTHER side of the heels came out. I wanted to bury myself and die. Haha. So I had to do my best America's Not Top Model, walk back to the office and broke both the heels.
BUT BECAUSE GOD LIKES TO TEST PEOPLE, the front of my flats came out during the course of the day, misshapping the shoes so badly that I couldn't wear it anymore.
In the end, I had to take a bus back home barefoot and I really think that the commutors thought I had escaped from the asylum or something. Of course they stopped staring after I gave them my best fiercest look.

Bottomline: I am not cut out for heels. I'm sticking to my best friends the flats and the slipper for now.

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