Beautiful Shoes
Saturday, May 01, 2010
After DND yesterday, went clubbing with my department. Was in the pretties shoes you can think of.
Makes your feet slim. No blisters. Peep toe. Simple. The heels were high enough. A perfect pair of shoes in ever girl's eye.
Then, as I danced to my favourite song, I realised that my feet was producing the same rhythm as the song. The rhythm was even getting exponentially louder as I danced.
The rhythm was the pounding pain at my veins, enough to give me 7 days of insomnia straightaway. Thanks to Craig David's song playing that very moment. I felt that I could have chopped off my legs and that wouldn't feel as bad as the pain I was experiencing.
I was so tempted to take off my shoes if not for a broken beer mug and split liquid on the floor.
I woke up this morning, with numbed and swollen toes. So much for looking beautiful, Shoes. Thanks and goodbye.
2:17 PM
She's got style