quest for footwear

abish. the rain the rain the rain.
la pluie y est comme la douche.

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i need to buy a pair of slippers sandals and heels/wedges.

am also secretly lusting after a babydoll dress top to go with jeans.

and one of those halter undergarment things that my mum keeps advocating to me (!yes).

and a new mouthguard.

and cdrws.

and maybe even a new pair of jeans - got unstrategically positioned (O_o) tears on both my existing pairs.

alamak - this calls for some focused purposeful shopping - not my forte.

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this is the first week in weeks that i haven't gone out at night... feel very "sedated", haha. what would i give to be at the rocket right now...

as lousy a dancer as i am, i need to dance (if you can call my headbanging etc "dance"), even if it's just in the sheepish privacy of my own room, door locked and bro's little travelsound speakers blasting newly discovered (and downloaded) bhangra.

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i was right about bl*cks (stuff you google), everything i said before i left for london.

who knows when i'll be back once i go off again in april... yeah so things haven't changed that much since i left. but it's changed enough.

nothing ever stays the same i guess. this transience is both liberating and depressing.