My pregnant glory. This was taken a few weeks before I gave birth. I gave birth on August 29, 2006 at Chong Hua Hospital. I delivered my beautiful baby girl through C-section. I'm very proud to say that I am a single parent and I that I went through pregnancy and labor all by myself without the support of my baby's father.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
My pregnant glory
My pregnant glory. This was taken a few weeks before I gave birth. I gave birth on August 29, 2006 at Chong Hua Hospital. I delivered my beautiful baby girl through C-section. I'm very proud to say that I am a single parent and I that I went through pregnancy and labor all by myself without the support of my baby's father.
Pearl and her Stilettos
I love shoes. I love them just as I love men. My favorite color is red and since college, I’ve always fancied wearing stilettos most especially a red one. You see, I stand at 5ft tall. I admire tall people especially tall women coz they seem so confident. Being head and shoulders above the crowd just gives you the edge. Just for the love of shoes, I bought stiletto(es), a red, black, white and brown. My favorite among the four is the red one. Its heels are 3 inches long and they are so slim, like a cigarette stick.
Well, just like my chucks, I wear these stilettos to the office and to any place I go, well, with the exception of the market place. Fashionista that I am, I pair them with capri, jeans or skirts. Wearing these stilettos reminds me of the same friend whom I fell in love with. I feel so beautiful when I'm with him. I don’t care what others say when we are together coz I know that the two of us are a lovely pair. We go walking around places just holding each other’s hands. His hand fits perfectly with mine, or so I thought.
As I go to places wearing my stilettos, I noticed how much it hurts my feet. It hurts my toes, ankle and my calf. Though, im pretty confident that I’ve got strong legs since I jog and do wall climbing, these stilettos doesn’t seem to offer any comfort after walking around with it for half a day (roughly 12hrs). I still get blisters though I wear these shoes 3 times a week and I’ve worn them for quite some time.
With this guy I love, I noticed how his indifference hurt me. It tears my whole being and no matter what happy thoughts I try to cover it with, it just couldn’t be masked. After soaking my feet in warm water and massaging it with liniment, my sore feet are relieved. Not like my broken heart, every wonderful memory is replaced with anguish. I am torn and my feet are sore, but I love him. That’s the irony of my love for shoes. ;-))
Well, just like my chucks, I wear these stilettos to the office and to any place I go, well, with the exception of the market place. Fashionista that I am, I pair them with capri, jeans or skirts. Wearing these stilettos reminds me of the same friend whom I fell in love with. I feel so beautiful when I'm with him. I don’t care what others say when we are together coz I know that the two of us are a lovely pair. We go walking around places just holding each other’s hands. His hand fits perfectly with mine, or so I thought.
As I go to places wearing my stilettos, I noticed how much it hurts my feet. It hurts my toes, ankle and my calf. Though, im pretty confident that I’ve got strong legs since I jog and do wall climbing, these stilettos doesn’t seem to offer any comfort after walking around with it for half a day (roughly 12hrs). I still get blisters though I wear these shoes 3 times a week and I’ve worn them for quite some time.
With this guy I love, I noticed how his indifference hurt me. It tears my whole being and no matter what happy thoughts I try to cover it with, it just couldn’t be masked. After soaking my feet in warm water and massaging it with liniment, my sore feet are relieved. Not like my broken heart, every wonderful memory is replaced with anguish. I am torn and my feet are sore, but I love him. That’s the irony of my love for shoes. ;-))
Me and my Chuck Taylor
I am a shoe fanatic. I have a fetish for shoes, any type of shoes. Why shoes? Well for me, shoes define a person, his taste, and his preference.
When it comes to choosing shoes, I am very picky. First, I check the brand, then the quality and lastly, the style. Some goes with men. I check the attitude of the guy first, then his background (social, educational etc) and finally his sense of style.
Last year I bought a pair of black hi-cut Converse Chuck Taylor. I thought it was good considering the fact that I paid good money for it and my old chucks lasted for a couple of years before it gave up on me or the other way around. I wore my new chucks to the office, to the mall, to church & to almost anywhere I go. Such was my style until I grew tired of it. I felt so "baduy" and so un-ladylike.
Almost at the same time I bought my chuck taylor, I met an old friend whom haven't seen for quiet some time. We've known each other for a couple of years & instantly upon seeing him, I felt a familiar tingling feeling growing deep inside me.
Just like my chucks, he has the brand, the quality and the sense of style that I looked for. I just wondered why I hadn't noticed it before. If my chucks would bring me to places, every place I go, my thoughts of him would accompany me as well. He became part of my system, my routine. Every waking, sleeping & dreaming moment was spent with him.
Unlike my chucks, I didn't grow tired of him. He's like an all-time, all season, all occasion shoes for me. He is the kind of shoe that defines me, myself as a friend and a lover. Very much unlike of my chucks, it was him who grew tired of me (I think). I only use my chucks now when I really need it or if it fits the occasion. With this guy, he only remembers me when he needs something from me, a favor of some sort.
Oh well! Men and shoes, so alike yet so different.:-))
When it comes to choosing shoes, I am very picky. First, I check the brand, then the quality and lastly, the style. Some goes with men. I check the attitude of the guy first, then his background (social, educational etc) and finally his sense of style.
Last year I bought a pair of black hi-cut Converse Chuck Taylor. I thought it was good considering the fact that I paid good money for it and my old chucks lasted for a couple of years before it gave up on me or the other way around. I wore my new chucks to the office, to the mall, to church & to almost anywhere I go. Such was my style until I grew tired of it. I felt so "baduy" and so un-ladylike.
Almost at the same time I bought my chuck taylor, I met an old friend whom haven't seen for quiet some time. We've known each other for a couple of years & instantly upon seeing him, I felt a familiar tingling feeling growing deep inside me.
Just like my chucks, he has the brand, the quality and the sense of style that I looked for. I just wondered why I hadn't noticed it before. If my chucks would bring me to places, every place I go, my thoughts of him would accompany me as well. He became part of my system, my routine. Every waking, sleeping & dreaming moment was spent with him.
Unlike my chucks, I didn't grow tired of him. He's like an all-time, all season, all occasion shoes for me. He is the kind of shoe that defines me, myself as a friend and a lover. Very much unlike of my chucks, it was him who grew tired of me (I think). I only use my chucks now when I really need it or if it fits the occasion. With this guy, he only remembers me when he needs something from me, a favor of some sort.
Oh well! Men and shoes, so alike yet so different.:-))
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
My Personality
| You Are An INFP |
 The Idealist You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world. Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships. It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close. But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop. In love, you tend to have high (and often unrealistic) standards. You are very sensitive. You tend to have intense feelings. At work, you need to do something that expresses your personal values. You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist. How you see yourself: Unselfish, empathetic, and spiritual When other people don't get you, they see you as: Unrealistic, naive, and weak |
Thursday, January 3, 2008
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