as the last woman standing/im so girly i wanna puke on myself

due to insistent harassing of my friends i will write again, here on my blog atleast.
i dont know if my rants make any sense or is worth reading... because even i wouldn't want to read about some bratty little kid whining about life and its misguided adventures while pitying on the sorry state of her rustic writing skill pretending to be a journalist... scratch that, a writer i mean..

yes people i graduated with a degree in journalism and ended up in a state of foreign loving tongue of a call center agent. yes. i admit. i am a call center agent.
and with lack of time to write and read about stuff, i have neglected my true love. and like any other neglected being on this earth, my true love slowly withered and died... leaving me, forever imprisoned with nothing but gray streaks of its marks left on the imprints of my fingers...

if i didnt succumb to boredom...

i want some new garbs!!!

i just went shopping last week and now this week i want to go again..
this is insanity. addiction to the core. make me stop!! help me! make me stop!!!

im in a search for cute golden wedges now, i was able to find some in hdy in libis but im still looking for the "it" factor, like the goddess wedges from people are people super!

and lastly im loving sunshine yellow shoes of anykind!!!