i'm in this phase now. it's the Mel's shoes phase.
and i'm totally loving high heels, pumps, peeptoes, flats, wedges, my black trusty flipflops (which i'm going to bling it out as soon as i find the right bling).

but not so much of the sandals type.
and i just bought two lovely pair of flats yesterday.
uber happy now.

you know what?

forget it.

i am doing it.

i am rash and bold.

you made me do it.

that's why i am doing it, for my sake and for curiosity's sake.

of curiosity and that memory

memories are die-hard little things.
and i still wonder what you're doing this very instant and whether you're happy or not.

i should have acted the usual me - rash and bold.
but i did not and now i wonder.

i searched you today, you know?
yes, i'm that curious.

and curiosity kills the cat.
i shouldn't anymore.

i will not.
i will not.
i will not.
i will not.
i will not.
i will not.

of happy endings and the make-believe

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell

This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
I feel as if I feel as if I'm wasted
And I'm wastin' everyday

This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.

2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on


We can always tell what's a person like with the books on the bookshelves.
and right now, Meg Cabot and Sophie Kinsella is right in the middle.
that tells a lot about me, though i would like to think that i have a bit more depth than my Cabot books.
but ultimately, i am a girl.
and i want a fairytale.
though i know reality catches up on you and bites you in the butt.


**the girls were wonderful today and my butt is sore from all the ice skating we did**