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First Pair of Heels! (Not stilettos, but hey..)
Sunday, February 21, 2010

This happened yesterday night, so yeah.

Before eating dinner at the restaurant, my oldest brother and I left my parents and went to shop because we decided that it was better to do so than to just wait for the others to come.
So, we ended up in Vincci to look for a pair of shoes for me "to match my outfit".
Bro found a pair of blue peep-toe wedge heels, but I wanted it in black, so he took the black version off the shelf and I tried it on. It fit like a glove at a size 5, but I decided to have it in a size 6 just in case my feet grew or something.
So, I now own a pair of  RM59 heels, courtesy of my oldest brother! (he paid it with his own money)
This makes me love him even more; despite complaining due to toe pain throughout the ride home.

Oh, and why didn't I pick a pair of stilettos?
Because I'm afraid of them, and the fact that I might keel over as I attempt to walk.
Wedges are more stable than stilettos. 'nuff said.


[photo of new heels (and maybe blouse) yet to be added]


And I'm actually sad that Min's leaving for Australia tomorrow; his flight is at one in the afternoon, so I can't see him off, due to school. ):
But I'll see him before I go to school tomorrow since he wants to wake up early to buy Vampire Weekend tickets; VW's having a concert in Melbourne at the Palace Theater in May, and my brother doesn't want to miss it.
It's funny that he doesn't even mind enduring a drive to Bendigo to watch VW (he didn't notice that VW was also playing in Melbourne, before I checked the official website and told him so).
Aw, I wanna go with! ):

Oh, with all this hype about my oldest brother, I didn't even mention the whereabouts of my second, did I?
Well, Man's friends came over the other day to sleep over. They planned to go to Bukit Bintang at night with my brothers (my oldest as the driver).
So, my impression of them?
Hm, koreans, and not exactly bad-looking at all.
Ah, I guess I wasn't too friendly with them either, since the only interaction I had with them was merely a wave as I was lying down on the couch, watching 'Monk' (such a sociable person, I am).

I laughed, though, when my father asked for their names and one of them replied, "Jay.", but my father was all, "Huh? Jane?", making him repeat his name again and again until I looked at my dad and said, "Pa, I think he means 'Jay'.".
I heard him well enough since he was standing near the couch I was lying on. xD
Oh, and my second bro didn't join us for dinner (at One Utama) since he went to play futsal.

Yup, I think that's all.

Au revoir, Mesdames et Messieurs!

-Alisa