so once again, i got my foot too far deep into my mouth, and the world had to prove that my day can get worse. maybe im wearing a sign that says 'hi im nad, im nice, pleeease ruin my day'.
so it's not enough for my mr slideywhitey phone to be wacko, it had to be disfunctional as well. i cannot switch it on now, and i cannot remember all the numbers, and it will take 3days to 2 weeks for mr slideywhitey to be well once again. sakit hati and being almost naked all for 2 whole weeks, wow. you'd think it would be enough to ruin my day but no...
the one that takes the cake would be the one that hit early this morning: my father accidentally threw my shoes away. one huge big trash bag of it. as of now, im left with my polkadotgolashoes, my jackpurcells, my goldsandals, and mypolkadot slipper. that's it. everything else is gone! GONE! oh, my beloved shoes.
everytime i think about my beloved shoes, i cry. everytime i walk past that wretched shoe cabinet, i swallow back a sob. i just spent another halfhour bawling my eyes out.
this is exactly like the time he gave away my collection of books. all 7 boxes of them.
oh my birthday presents (most of them are sandals/slippers/shoes). damn, i'll never be able to replace them. im still in mourning, go easy will you.
goodbye polkadotpointedshoes, pointedsequinnedshoe, weirdgreenshoes, checkeredredshoes, marieclairesandals, silvershoes, pointedblackshoes, pinkflats, bluevanslikethingy, stripesbluepinkshoes, $2tweedshoes, and the rest of the shoes that i cannot remember. goodbye.
so one upside is i can shoe-shop and no one can say a thing because it's not my fault. the other is i can start afresh. and no one can say i have enough shoes, hah.
oh comm'on, who am i kidding right. i dont have much money right.
so im just saying all these to make me feel better okay.
it's not really working, but it'll do.