One Dorky Day
Currently tapping my index finger as I stare at this blank caption box before I type down my undeniably random musing which I find very hard to put into writing. Maybe because I haven’t eaten anything yet and here I am, logging in my Tumblr and squeezing my remaining energy to publish this up.
So it was a lazy late afternoon (the kind of lazy where I just want to tuck myself in the comfort of my own bed) when I was dragged down into a birthday party, and the dilemma I had in mind is what to wear. My clothes are running low as I haven’t done my laundry that time yet so I don’t really have much choice — either I wear a nasty one or a dorky one. Been digging which of which to match with and I ended up wearing this. Thanks to boyfriend’s glasses, it made me look like a total dork. Well, it’s very unlikely that I’d be so conscious on what to wear — it’s just that, this is a party of whom I am not really close with (this person whom I only had a glance once, last year) that it’s hard for me to be laid back to some extent. Regardless of that, everyone seems to be very warm. But there’s this one kid who’s been extra giddy when I was around and said, “I like your pajamas!”. I was like, wow.. never thought my floral leggings is a pajama. Oh kids.