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I went shopping with mom today for a better outfit for the Ephiphanies. She always says how easy it is for me to find shoes as my feet are so small (5 1/2 womens).
This, apparently, does not apply to dress shoes.
Three and a half hours later, I finally settled for a pair. They aren't great, and I'm going to have to practice walking in them. What really pissed me of is at the first place we went, I found a pair I loved-however, the smallest size they had were sevens. I twas in that store that I almost started crying, because I was hungry and the smell of rubber really aggravates me, so my head hurt and I was nauseous and the whole world was just pissing me off.
*sigh*
But as of today, all the Vachss books I ordered have arrived, yay!
This, apparently, does not apply to dress shoes.
Three and a half hours later, I finally settled for a pair. They aren't great, and I'm going to have to practice walking in them. What really pissed me of is at the first place we went, I found a pair I loved-however, the smallest size they had were sevens. I twas in that store that I almost started crying, because I was hungry and the smell of rubber really aggravates me, so my head hurt and I was nauseous and the whole world was just pissing me off.
*sigh*
But as of today, all the Vachss books I ordered have arrived, yay!