Showing posts with label Feet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Feet. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 October 2010

Someone change the subject ..QUICK

Everyone suffers during those awkward unavoidable moments ..
Yanno like when someone calls themselves fat and they are actually fat, 
you have three options...

A. Lie and say ''no you're not''
(which makes you a bad and dishonest friend) 

B. Agree

C. Sit and simmer in the stench of utter silence


Now these moments are harsh enough without throwing a teacher into the mix.
So there I was in dance class, and randomly there was a small stress ball at the back of the class...
Some girl nearly trips over the ball which is when my male teacher exclaims
''ARE MY BALLS GETTING IN YOUR WAY?''
Well...
The teacher carried on talking, 
but the 5 other studentsand I stood in the most uncomfortable 
situation we would probably EVER find ourselves in,
not even daring to laugh as we were trying to avoid the teacher asking the
inevitable question ''What's so funny ?''

Just another day in my life of unbearable awkwardness.
I'll soon develop the much needed lack of emotion. 
Until I do, Help.
Still Aspiring

Wednesday, 23 December 2009

Class ...

Far to many times have I been in a rave/party etc.
with girls who are dressed to impress.
Next thing you now
.. TOE and ANKLES ..
on show like a prize winning foot.



I'm not even talking about house parties because that's different.
Girls need to learn that if you leave your house with your shoes on,
you should return with your shoes on.
We are girls, which means we bear the agony that materialises in those 5inch heels and we look good until we reach our door step.
It's simply ghetto, and trashy to be walking around a club
without your shoes on, stepping on bodily fluids and in drinks and business ..
like that's attractive.

What kind of guys are gonna think that's nice ??
The ones with no standards ..
who still wear tracksuits and mash-up trainers on a daily basis,
like they're going out to play.

Yanno what I'm talking about !!

The kind of boy who thinks LYNX is a bath
and doesn't have the foggiest idea on how to wash his own clothes ..
yet he is old enough to rave.


Dont wear the shoes if you can't handle them.

And you wonder why you're always a link but never a wifey.


Still Aspiring