I'm so tired.
My feet were literally murdered by a new pair of charles&keith.

My toes are engulfed by blisters and they hurt ohsomuch.
Who ever watched Center Stage, remember the scene where the lead took off her ballet shoes?
My feet are a mirror image of hers

No i didn't join an adult ballet class.
But i did tip-toe and prance around from 9am to 10.30pm

I now work.
No longer a slacking student, i sell clothes.
I tip-toe to hang them back after fussy ladies try them on.
I prance around the storeroom, around the store.

Please dont visit me at work (those who know where i work)
Cuz

1)i just received the uniform yesterday and it is eeeeuer.
Something i will never, in my whole life, wear.

2) contract states no idle chit-chat

3) joel visited me yesterday and i so wanted to cry.
I have an intimidating mentor and i stick out like a sore thumb in my department.
Seeing joel was great. But my tears almost came down seeing him leave and also the pain my poor feet were enduring.

Now i have to figure how to put on shoes without hurting the raw blisters.
Wish me luck-

posted by Hoonsy at 6:36 PM