November 6 2001
I cut class today and decided to head straight to the school's internet room. I see no point in attending the orientation. I asked my friends to just get me some handouts if ever they decide to give the class one.
I feel uneasy in these nylon stockings i am wearing. We are required to wear black leather shoes and since socks and pumps are so cindy lauper, i decided to wear nylons. I went shopping for nylons last weekend. I hate seeing legs who wear shiny nearing opaque stockings. It looks so unreal, kinda like cadaveric in nature. So i sought for those sheer type of stockings. But i was in a hurry so i just grabbed the stockings without bothering to read the label. When i finally got home, i read the labels and it read "Shiny, shimmery (and might i add glittery in the sun) stockings". Dang! I have no other choice but to wear those stupid stockings. I feel like i have tiny christmas lights wrapped around my now cadaveric legs. Argh. Why cant we be allowed to wear pants? It is such a nuisance to wear skirts, stockings and pumps. Any guy who wants to understand why women think and act a certain way l should be made to wear skirts, stockings and pumps. Then they would understand the XX species. There's a lot to understanding women than the occassional "Oh it's that time of the month" line.
From Pedro Gil to the streets of Espana to the halls leading to the Intensive Care Unit
Thursday, December 28, 2006
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