My feet hurt...

Talk about fashion over comfort. Wearing high heeled shoes are great and all, but they're just killing my feet. My feet used to be so flawless...now my right foot has a band-aid...grrr... I hate myself for letting this happen...oucchhh...
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Woke up very early this morning for the oathtaking as PJMA Governors in Araneta. Didn't get my money's worth. I mean, they tickets were P400 each and we didn't even get our free food. The talks were cool, but they had so much technical problems.. I didn't enjoy it. We had to leave by 1pm. I was in my corporate attire...and yes..those black 3-inch heeled shoes I borrow from Zaza whenever I have to be in my business get up. I decided to let the driver go after dropping us in Araneta. I thought to add something different to my day by commuting with JEMA people: Dax, Chase, Pats and Abie. We took the MRT-LRT to school. By the time we got to the MRT station (only a couple hundred steps from Araneta Coliseum), napaltos na ung right foot ko. Great. Chase and Pats asked me if I could still walk. Sure, I can..it would just be torture! Chase wanted to give me his shoes. Hah! Really sweet, My Sassy Girl sweet (don't get him wrong...I realized, he's just like that...he has a girlfriend he loves dearly), but...uhh...was he serious?! No way. Good thing Pats was kind enough to buy me band-aids from Watson's. They even volunteered to put the band aid to my foot. Uhhh...Haha! No.. I can do it myself. You know me! I'm a modern woman and I won't let anyone do anything for me if I can do it myself..

We entered the train and boy were there tons of people inside. We were literally like sardines. And with my shoes and all that, it was difficult to be balanced. There was a time when I had to grab Chase and Pats. Funny experience. And they all think it was my frikking first time to ride MRT. Duhhh.. Man. This Alabang shit is giving people all the wrong impression. Criminy. It wasn't my first time..but it was my first time to ride MRT jampacked. But it was fun. Thank goodness, LRT wasn't that crowded. By the time we got to school...hayyy.. I needed to sit down...

My feet..oh my feet. My beautfiul feet...
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Just read Ate Erin's blog and we're kinda feeling the same. Kinda lang.. I feel so restricted... I hate it.

In a way, I also feel like I'm stuck with my friends. There are soo many things I wanna do, but they're just not up for the things I'm up to. Magkaiba ng trip. I mean, I enjoy my friends. It's just that when it comes to pursuing things I want, I can't with them. And who am I gonna do it with?! The PTF is there, thank goodness for my insanity with movies and all that, but when it comes to trying new things... I mean..I've been whining about surfing, wakeboarding, belly dancing, God knows what else...

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Something came up. It's about going away for 6 months..school related. If it will push through...I want to do it. Financially, I hope there won't be any problems. I'm sure my parents would gladly let me do it. Maybe this could be the ultimate experience of my life that I'll never forget..it would make me the independent woman I want to be. But I want to do it with the right people. Maybe a new bunch of people I'll be working with and I'd be spending those 6 months with. Someone who can balance serious shit and at the same time, being fun, the kind of fun I like...I wish I wish...