Wednesday, August 11, 2004
I WANT THOSE SHOES!!
// Listening to: Lin Jun Jie - Jiang Nan
I saw this pair of shoes at VNC which I absolutely must have. It's cheap, I don't have such shoes and most of all, they're cute!! And you know what's the greatest nightmare shoe-lovers dread? It's when you approach the sales-person for your shoe size and they come back telling you the ultimate "Sorry, no size." Argh!!!! I tell you, the sales-person did just that!! And when he told me that, I realised I want those shoes even more!! I whined all the way back home and even contemplated hacking off my heels or toes or whatever like that Cinderella story so that I can fit into their sizes. (No, I wouldn't do that, it was just merely contemplation, remember?) Then I remembered I'm always the one crying over spilt milk, or always harping on mission impossible, or whatever.
You see, when I was still a kid from kindergarten, I was a lazy girl who simply love to sleep til the unearthly hours of the day. (Yes, I still am that lazy girl, thank you) And my parents would always be ranting, "Ah ling ah! What time already?! Wake up and eat your breakfast NOW!!" And I'll always reply, with my eyes still closed, "Wait another 5 more minutes lar...just 5 more minutes only..." And my 5 minutes always take forever, and when I say that, I really mean FOREVER!
So on that fateful day, the same thing happened. I was still "5-minute-ing" with my dad who was trying to get me to wake up and drink soyabean milk before it went cold. Perhaps my first "5-minutes" was one hour ago, or so. My dad was still ranting at me to wake up while trying to heat up the soyabean milk. (No, they don't ever give up) And deep in my slumber, I decided to forgo the stupid soyabean milk thingy, "I don't want already lar...". And at that exact moment, my dad missed que and spilt the whole soyabean milk. Then, I think I rose and decided to drink it. You see, clearly, when soyabean milk is spilt, there is NO MORE soyabean milk. But I insisted, and insisted, and INSISTED. To the extent I cried, "I WANT TO DRINK SOYABEAN MILK!!!" And my dad said, "You are the perfect example of crying over spilt milk!" Perhaps, that's where the saying come from. Yes, I hear you sniggering, but that was a true story ok!!!
Ok, back to my VNC shoes. Actually, when I first saw the shoes, I didn't actually want them. I simply thought, "Hey, cute shoes. And I don't have this kind of shoes, why not? $21.90 only, cheap stuff. Just try and see how first." And so, I approached the sales-person for my size, and yes you guessed it, he came back telling me, "Sorry, no size." Argh!!!! My face fell as I tried to put the shoe back to the rack where it belonged. And as I started to walk out of the store, my longing for the bloody shoe got more and more, until I exploded and told my friend, "I WANT THOSE SHOES!!!" Then, I came up with various reasons why I should get them. First and foremost, I don't have such shoes and they are cute! I can also wear them with my pretty skirts and to my dance class which is starting soon. Ok, I don't wear my pretty skirts that often but there's still the dance class remember? Fine, I have other shoes to wear for the class but I can still wear them with all my jeans! I can even wear them to work, shopping, blah blah. See! How versatile they are! I simply must get them! I shall go check out their branch at OUB centre tomorrow. *o*
In other matters, my colleague makes really incredible brownies. And she insisted that she simply made them out of the box whereas I simply look like a complete retard in the kitchen. Why can't I make brownies like that?!?!? Tell me why?!
I had an overdose of brownies today. Two for breakfast, one after lunch for dessert, and one for tea break. Yummy! Brownies with coffee today almost seem like having Coffee Bean the economic way. ;)
