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I Can't Help Myself...

Saturday, October 01, 2005
i survived the 2 networking nights. my feet survived them too.

formal wear was the required attire. so on the first night, i was in a quarter sleeve blouse, skirt, stockings and heels. dammit. it was such a torture. i could barely walk with those heels cos they kept slipping off and made all sorts of clucking noises when it hit the floor. irritating. but nothing beat the stockings. it was so bloody hot and sticky and cooking. what was worse was that there wasn't much aircon in the multi purpose hall at that time. oh my goodness... and then, you see some other girls wearing comfortable pants, ladies sandals, not too formal wear and some were carrying such kiddish bags.

so, i made up my mind to dress down on the second night. i wore pants, which was so much more comfortable, and i didn't bother bringing the suit. there was no escaping from the shoes, so i stuck to it. but it was all fine when i changed to my slippers after i left. phew... but on the second night the air con was much stronger.. but i didn't stay for that long, so it was alright. as a matter of fact, i didn't even stay for the buffet dinner. i was meeting yilin for dinner and the poor girl was already starving, so i quickly left. we went to bugis for dinner, had pastamania. had a good time but i was so tired...

i gotta go now, there is still so much work to do and i'm simply wasting my time.


posted by Yee 8:42 PM
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