I think my shoes wanted to kill me slowly today, starting with my toes and working up. They probably hated the sight of my 20 (inside joke, go read the archives if you don't already know) ugly toes and probably wanted to be rid of them since they first laid eyes on them anyway.

'They' being the horrible pointy Americaya shoes that cost $40+ and 'them' being my poor itty-bitty little toes.

Going off on a tangent here (I promise it has everything to do with why I was talking about my shoes and toes just now), but I absolutely hate communication breakdowns, especially when it keeps happening over and over again with the same person.

Sometimes I just wanna slap some sense into her, other times I just don't want to talk to her at all. But she keeps talking to me on MSN! So now whenever I see her online and don't feel like talking to her (which is like 3/4 of the time), I change my status to 'Away'.

Anyway, the stupid communication breakdown with her caused me to wear formal wear to school (including my horrible shoes) without bringing any clothes and more comfortable footwear to change into. I was under the impression that I'd be going home to change before meeting her.

BUT THEN. Here's where the communication breakdown comes in. So she thinks that we're meeting up on Monday instead of today.

Argh. Everytime I go out with her, something always happens that pisses me off big time. This time round, it's the constant changing of when we're supposed to meet up.

Maybe we just shouldn't meet up lah!

Got called on my bluff during Chinese Newswriting. Chuah Soon Soon knew my article was a fake, but she gave me the benefit of the doubt anyway. And I got an A! Hahaha... For the first time in my entire life, I got a better grade than Joel! How cool is that? Hahaha... At least Chuah Soon Soon didn't give me an F after confirming her suspicions. =P

Anyway, my presentation for Cross Cultural was shit. The powerpoint was good enough, but I screwed up my parts. Didn't have time to memorise my stuff, 'cos I slept at 2am last night after doing the powerpoint, and spent the time after Chinese Newswriting today to finish it up, so not much time to prepare at all.

I wanted to cry when it was my turn to present, 'cos everyone looked so bored, even Mrs Nah.

I also got 2 Fs for my journals. Shit, man. I don't wanna fail Cross Cultural. But I'm so afraid I will. I have a bad feeling about this.

Went to Bugis Street with Nat after school in my formal wear. Killer for my toes, and my shoulders too, 'cos my bag weighed a ton. I stupidly brought my French textbook, 'cos I forgot to take it out this morning. Nat didn't manage to find her shirt, but I bought one instead. Also bought a $6 pair of sandals (been wanting to get a pair anyway) to relieve my poor feet. Lol...

I'm now officially broke. Happily broke. =D

So tell me, how do you always manage to look ten times better in real life? But I'm happy for you anyway.