@ a bus stop along serangoon road after my piano class

Me: (talking about shoes and heels and flats whatsoever and how my knee seems to be suffering from rheumatism)

BF: 女人很麻烦。

Me: 麻烦,可是你们爱嘛。。。

BF: (stunned) 当然,超爱!

Hahaha. I think he was coerced into saying it. Wahaha. Didn’t want me to nag further. :)

Love random moments like these.

Just a few more days into the new year, I have learned another important lesson. And it is a painful one without any doubt.

I think many girls are guilty of this as well….

Don't kid yourself. Your feet will hurt. (Source: To die for Louboutin heels!)

Don't kid yourself. Your feet will hurt.

Yes, no matter how comfortable those heels seem at first, they all become your biggest nemesis at the end of the day. Especially so when you have to walk around in them.

The bf  laments that he cannot understand women’s love-hate relationship with our shoes. To be honest, I don’t understand either. Ha. It is like you know for sure those shoes are going to strain your feet after a long day, but you just want to wear them anyway. You would think that we would become smarter the next time round and not wear it again (at least not for long periods), but you’ll be damn - because I would gladly wear them out again and suffer from bruise feet once again.

So I have resort to categorizing my shoes.

Cat 1 - Shoes for everyday wear: Birkenstock slippers, pumps/flats and flip flops

Cat 2 - Fancy shoes, but able to wear for long periods: Kitten heels, one to two inch heels and non-pointed shoes

Cat 3 - Feet killers, wear to sit-down events only and then immediately back home in a taxi: everything pointed, extremely pointed, 3 inches and above.

Sometimes I also dun understand why we women go through such pain to look nice. Sigh.

But hey, give me a pair of Louboutin (like those in the picture above) any day and I will gladly bear with the pain…. :P

Okay, so it is tradition to start off the new year with resolutions and so I should do so too ya?

And instead of compiling a list from the beginning of the year, I shall write them down as they happen (or never happen). They shall be called Resolessons. Ha. Lame but who cares.

So here goes

Don’t paint my nails before bedtime (Source: Getty Images)

Don’t paint my nails before bedtime (Image source: Getty Images)

I do that all the time. It happened again this morning in fact.

I don’t know why but I always seem to have the urge to paint my nails in the middle of the night. And usually 1-2 hours before bedtime. And as all girls should know, nail varnish takes a loooooong time to dry, even the quick drying ones.

But usually at the end of an intensive mani/pedicure session, I would be dead tired and can’t wait for them to dry thoroughly. I mean, I look kind of silly holding my fingers up to the fan also. And so i have to go to bed, when they are kind of dry, at least in my opinion and at least on the surface.

So I go to bed. Trying hard not to squish my fingers. Pulled up my blanket with my finger tips. So far so good.

Then I put my hands flat on my chest and told my fingers,

“Stay there tonight. Don’t move.”

But you know what is going to happen anyway.

Instead of smooth varnished nails, you wake up to bumpy ones, like the texture of a towel. And obviously, you can’t let them see the light of day or be caught with such ‘textured’ nails.

So I sacrificed my morning newspaper reading time to clean them off. You waste your nail polish and your remover and your cotton pads and your sense of smell. The smell of the nail polish remover isn’t the best scent in the morning.

Blame it on my stupidity.

Once again, repeat after me

Don’t paint your nails before bedtime (and ruined them with fabric marks and spend the morning cleaning them off).

Before I go, let’s learn some chinese.

This is hailrious, can!!!!

This is hilarious, can!!!!

Mid week mid week mid week mid week!

Yea, the status updates on Facebook really does reflect my year, kindda.

my year as presented in FB status updates

my year as presented in FB status updates

Proj Bear has since been completed. And the man has bought a frame for me from Ikea. For once I am going display my cross stitch properly.

For the past 8 years, I have been telling myself to complete the pattern every other day but to no avail. Definitely glad that I have managed to follow through my resolution and finished it before 2010.

I think it goes to show, it doesn’t matter how slow you go as long as you do not stop. Things happen, you just have to be patient and do whatever necessary.

This will be my guiding principle for 2010.

Working towards a betttttter future. :)

Happy New Year!

Yeah! I’m done, in the nick of time.

Bears galore. Finally. Sigh~

Bears galore. Finally. Sigh~

Need to grab a frame from Ikea! :)

Wonder where this will end up next year this time….

Happy New Year everyone! Have a blast in 2010.

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