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[17 Jul 2007|09:35pm] |
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i have evidently lost all ability to communicate what i need to say:
vernie: too bad he's like...godly
shirin: what godly
vernie: godly! he is!
shirin: as in he is like a greek god?
shirin: or like jesus
shirin: as in christiany
anyway, neither of the above was what she meant.
went vivocity today in search of some good sales, but mainly because i've been eyeing a pair of silver leather chuck taylors i saw at tampines mall. vivo's branch didn't have any stock though, and despite making the trip back to tamp mall they only had the shoe in size 3.5, and i'm a f'in FOUR. so close yet so far, always like that one. i have rotten luck with shoes. ended up consoling myself (but not my bank account) with two pairsa pants from topshop and red tea ice blend.
i'm doing that stupid thing i do where i jump headfirst into new friendships again. i just realised that a lot of times when i describe my life it is in terms of falling. see previous entry re: vertigo. why like that?
oh so yesterday i did my meningitis jab and the doc stuck a plaster on to staunch any bit of bleeding. it's still sore but the plaster got a tad wrinkled and stuff from showering and general wear and tear, so i peeled it off hoping it was fine. then it suddenly started bleeding which startled me because i didn't think it would still do that after more than 24 hours. anyway, while hunting up and down for another plaster i was grumbling to myself, "ugh, how can so much blood come out of such a small hole!" my older sister overheard me and asked if i needed to borrow a pad. yes, because my period does still confound me -.-
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