I lost my funky glasses a couple of days ago, I did not blog about it right away because:
1. I was hoping to find it
2. If it was [I did not know it then] indeed lost, it was just to painful to deal with it
Sigh. I loved my eyeglasses. It was a perfect fit, and well a bit expensive. Waaah.
So I went back to the store where I got it from to see if they still have eyeglasses similar to the one I lost. The salesperson said yes, so for a while I was like, wheeew!!!! But what I saw at their shelf disappointed me to no end. Yeah, it was he same kind, only the frames were red. Darnit! RED!!!
Allan was urging me to buy the glasses because
1. he said he thought it was silly to buy something new that looked exactly like the old one [oh boy did he think wrong]
2. he said red fits me well
3. he knows I would not settle to buy another kind [knowing that I could sometimes be oc-oc]
so I guess the next time you see me I would:
1. wearing my old glasses [the framelss one]
2. wearing a new one, totally different style and color
3. or wearing the red one
dang, I have a funny feeling it will be C.