Walk Down Memory Lane.
Misadventures and Runway Torture.
I backed out on Runway. Since I already felt how excruciating it is to walk in heels for hours, I should know better. Modeling is not one of my priorities, mind you. So maybe, it's just as waste of money again.
I was appalled at how generous my older brother is getting these days. I thought he was spendthrift but boy, he really isn't. I was teasing him to give me money and he did. :))
* Start of Conversation*
Kuya: How much do you need?
Me: 3,000
Kuya: Okay.
* He hands me the money *Kuya: I was even planning to give you 5, if you asked for it.
Me: Oh. No thanks, I don't need that amount of moolah, just save it for yourself.
Kuya: Okay. Whatever you say.
*End of Conversation*
It's ostentatious. Really. And I'm somewhat jealous because I want to earn money myself. But since I couldn't yet, I have to depend.
And I'm still not happy.
I was planning to buy The Book Thief and The Virgin Suicides today. And I wasn't able to. Hopefully, by tomorrow, I could get my hands on it. I should've been pissed, but it's not like I can't get it next time, right?
And, what the hell, I thought the day was already over. But, Margaux called.
Margaux: Howdy! I heard you were taking Runway. [laughing]
Me: *instantly cursing Kat to the pits of Hell* Yes. And why are you laughing?
Margaux: Because I never thought you would do that. [still laughing]
Me: Well, I haven't done it pa. You see, I haven't been to the class
yet.
Margaux: Oh. You haven't? [suddenly in skeptical mode]
Me: You thought I was already in?
Margaux: Shiznit. I thought you were. [laughing]
Me: [laughing] That's what you get for listening to gossips.
Margaux: Excuse me?
Me: I suppose Kat was the one who told you.
Margaux: Hello? [laughing] You posted it on your blog, dear.
Me: Heavy sarcasm, my dear.
Margaux: Anyway, how did that idea came up?
Me: Irritation. I'm fed up with Kat always asking if I wanted to take Spanish one-oh-one so I told her I'm getting Runway.
Margaux: Haha, you silly fool. [laughing]
Me: Enough humor at my expense. I'm backing out anyway.
Margaux: [still laughing] See you at the Runway, friend!
I hung up on her while she was laughing. She sounded like a chihuahua having hiccups.
So maybe that is life. Or something like it.
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