Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Supposed to go Yoga yesterday...
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*ahem*Notice I say supposed huh...
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I dart out of office the moment the clock struck 6pm sharp...*cough* soooo sharp, I'm not even a nanosecond late ok...and happily bounce and spring and whistle my way to the bus-stop...
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BUT...wait a minute...
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I feel something hanging on the bridge of my nose...
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NAAAAAAABAY....
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I'M WEARING MY BLARDY SPECS...YOGA WHAT SHIT...
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I DON'T have SHARP nose HIGH bridge like you to HOLD THE SPEC IN PLACE when I'm bending down to reach for my toes lor...you see...
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I. NEED. MY. CONTACT. LENS!!!!!
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Brugggggggg.....
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I have never been self-destructive before...but I can't help this time but with a strong urge to just thrust my head right into the wall...and die...
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Seriously...Donor for braincells required...Any takers??!!
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This morning...first thing I squint open my stubborn eyes only huh...
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WEAR CONTACT LENS!!! Muahahaha...
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And so...if you will excuse me...I need to book myself a place for tonight yoga class...
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Byeeee....
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And oh...you know what...
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I don't wear bras for my yoga class...
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No wonder Pure Yoga is packed with hunks nowadays...*toss hair*
