Wore a pair of "new" shoes that i bought from Vinnie's (the day that i wore that hideous blue zippered number) which ended up disintegrating as i walked. By the time I'd found Kieran in Gloria Jeans, I'd lost one heel, and was creating a trail of rubber bits behind me as I went. First we went to Kiki K where Kieran transformed into a Kiki K sales girl. Very strange experience, especially when the actual sales girl came along (they both ganged up on me, selling me Kiki K products). I left with a new Diary/Journal.
Then to save myself from rolling an ankle just trying to walk, we went and bought a new pair of shoes for me, just to replace the Timberland fakers i came in.
Which means I now own a pair of white Dunlop volleys! yay!Kieran and I went to the first and only T2 Tea house in Australia (at the moment) and had ourselves scones and tea (grandma's goodies {get your minds out of the gutter you sickos}, a Turkish apple for me and a silver needles for Kieran).
Afterwards we went to the T2 shop across the hall and went tea sniffing and then after nose sampling numerous teas (and taste testing some too),then to freedom, where we window shopped furniture, then we made our way to the buses (not before noticing the Tetly Tea on Ice stall giving out free tastes of their new iced tea, to which we said "ugh, too much tea!") and went to Kieran's place.
My pizza had basically everything on it (including the bits of pumpkin that we burnt :P) and it was YUMMY! Following dinner, and watching some Asian kid (I'm Asian so its OK for me to generalise, and we were in Carlingford so :P) go from vertical to horizontal in the most hilarious fashion, trying to kick a soccer ball. (We giggled... much at this :D)
The next morning, we cleaned the mess we made in the kitchen the night before and then shunted off to Kieran's Church which will soon be in the Top Ryde Complex (a giant hole in the ground which they dubbed "their hole" :D). It certainly was interesting, being there at Kieran's Church. It's just like the ones that you see on TV with all those American people singing and holding their arms up to the lord, and I, a non practising, but baptised Russian Orthodox Christian, found the experience quite nice. They have good original music.
The other part of that day was spent thinking about how much I needed a job, followed up by a bit of job searching in North Sydney and
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