No. 180

After reading Egocentrics among illip3515 or something of that sort, i've gotten them mixed up. Some how, I went over to the illip one and started to think it was the Egocentric one. It's a great journal to read, both of them, but it's quite shocking. Maybe this 3500 no haute couture man does exist. After all, today I saw this girl wearing miu miu mules, but they were damn ugly, they were in fact, fugly. She had on three different mixed jean fabrics. Talk about over kill. Anyway...the meat of my blogs or rather the bubbly sort.

Shoes

I love shoes, they're so sexy, shoes make the person. I swear, I have a perchant for those strappy things, oh yea. Now, I sound like a male shoe fetisher. Also, I realized I will I WILL have a pair of those pointy ones that nine west makes. They're damn nice. It gives the persona of serious sexy and definitely not to be reckoned with. Today, I got a basic chic hopfully will be the next thing cork strapped camel color not tan color since tan is darker sandals from Nine West. I also got these Steve Madden mary jane, yet not shoes. I adore the stitching on them, they kinda hurt, but it's ok, i'll deal, *I hope.* Anyways, they're black with a camel trim so it will coordinate with my many pairs of khakis.

Shopping is bad, so is the internet.

My life is consisted of working out, going to intern at the Bellevue Chamber of Commerce, TV, more INTERNET then TV, and shopping, where I spend obscene amounts of benjamins when in reality, I don't even make ANY MONEY and my parents are RETIRED, so shouldn't one stop the outgoing amount of cash flow, no, no, we're different, I choose to buy shoes that hurt and trick myself into thinking that I will sport them at UW no matter what, while what's gonna happen is they will hurt, i'll still wear my pumas, and they're just sit on the wardrobe looking prettay. I'm a complete bubble head right now, off to watch True Life: I'm Gay, that is as in those four people on the show, i'm personally not gay, or leaning towards the other spectrum of fruits. Anyway... y'all I heard the Britneyyyyy song is onnn, I don't knowwwww a thangggg, i'll watch for it. That was my southern accent coming across the screen.