Friday, October 26, 2007

sog-bu

music: overdrive by e-heads


i went out with r, aka gay bf# 3. we had dinner here....



this is me and r before our dinner came


yummy laing


spicy but succulent kaldereta


my dinner plate of chicken inasal and lumpiang shanghai


no room for dessert, but two very happy filipinos, the sweet smiles are enough

disappearing a**

music : headturner by joss stone

warning : rant alert. this post is a litany of jane's whining about losing weight, so skip this if you have no more patience for today.


i just came from target to get a card to go with my pasalubong for a friend. of course i lost my way in the women's clothing section and picked up a pair of black leggings and a pair of brown work pants. again. in the past three weeks i've purchased and have altered three different pants in three different sizes. my aunt told me this whole weight loss thing will be an exciting experience for me, shopping wise. not really since i don't really have the money to buy new clothes, and believe me i need new clothes because 80% of my clothes do not fit me anymore.

i feel bad because i love my old clothes. even though i was fat (yes, virginia, i can say it, i was fat, that's the truth)i had cute and trendy clothes. i love dressing up for work. now my cute frocks are packed in suitcases waiting to be shipped to my mom where they will find new homes to love and wear them. sigh. i feel stupid for giving away to salvation army bags and bags of clothes which were too tight on me, back in the summer. but come to think of it, even those won't fit me now.

i find myself playing a game of catch with some of my clothes. i have been guilty of shopping for cute tops which were a size smaller for me in the hope that one day i would fit into them. i know this is a fashion no-no, but for this instance, i can say it's very rewarding. i just remembered i had a mustard yellow cute top that i've never worn, but purchased 2 years ago. i put it on yesterday and it fits perfectly! but this is a rarity. i have gone from a size twelve to a size 6 in five months and i was too clueless to enjoy my size 10 clothes of "leaner" years. and you know what, the pair of pants i bought today were a size 4. madre de dios. if i hit a size 2 make me go to rehab.

and don't get me started on shoes. most of my shoes are loose now. i think i'm back to a 6 1/2 dammit.

i don't even want to think about underwear. i might just cry.

okay bitchslap me now. i know i should be happy that i lost weight and i feel really good about myself, much lighter i guess, but one can not be happy when one does not have the money to buy clothes that fit.

so you'd yell at me and say "stop losing weight already!" i'm trying, really. it's not like i'm on a strict diet or something. neither am i starving myself. i just eat small portions and i stay away from rich, fat and carb laden food. i almost don't eat rice. i have no bigas at home. i jokingly told candy that when X walked out of the house, so did rice.

it's just that food does not hold that much allure to me anymore. eating for me, is a necessity. and dining? for me it's a social thing. i eat when i'm with friends, otherwise i eat for sustenance. later today i'll be dining with gay bf #3 in the city, so i'll be eating alright.


i'm still going to jog, i'll still eat right, but i think i'll stop losing weight for now (okay maybe 5 more lbs?) before my ass disappears from the face of this earth.

Thursday, October 25, 2007

recurring nightmare

so part of my job as a long term floating substitute (makes me sound like a hogwart's ghost, no?) is to be the in class support to the 8th grade algebra class.

ukinang shet. this is durga's worst nightmare come to life. here i am, 31 and re learning algebra.

whopee- effing- do.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

2nd best thing

it was my last day at the liquor store today. i was kinda sad to go, to leave the beautiful and kind people i worked with the past 3 weeks. but i am also happy to get back to my turf-- the school. i'm excited to surprise my 8th graders on monday.

i had dinner with my gay bf #2 , greg. we were supposed to have dinner at cafe lalo, but decided to pig out at saigon grill. over grilled pork chops, grilled cubed beef, stir fried tofu and veggies and iced thai tea, we caught up on each other's lives. the last time i saw greg was in august when we had a date at the MOMA.

after dinner we had planned to have coffee and dessert at cafe lalo. to our disappointment, the restaurant was closed for renovations. so we picked up a chocolate pastry at zabars, coffee from starbucks and hung out on the benches outside the closed cafe, periodically informing disappointed diners that the cafe is closed.

greg is such a great friend. he is handsome, funny and very kind. pero bastos din. too bad he's gay. i actually felt good walking next to him because he is well dressed, smells good, and six feet tall. i would have the illusion that i am walking with a boyfriend. alas, he has more kembot than i do.( he walks in a more feminine way than i do) oh well. hahaha.

we're planning a sleep over at his place on marathon weekend so we can jog at central park. o di ba, dalwang bakla nagja-jogging? tee-hee.

it's over and out for me tonight. need to catch some beauty sleep for tomorrow's date. wink wink.

noo-ni-noo-ni-noo.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

iskul bukol and getting my toes wet again

music : these are days by the 10,000 maniacs

today concludes my babysitting job at the alternative school. of course spending 7 hours a day with each other, it couldn't be helped that i've bonded with them.

the three kids worked very well today. z went back to regular school and another 7th grader, v joined x and y. v was upset to know that i will not be there tomorrow. x and y are due back to regular school because they finished their 3 day suspension. v has until tomorrow.

tomorrow and saturday i go back to the liquor store in manhattan.

my former principal asked me to cover an overload 8th grade class tentatively until the end of november. starting monday i will be a long term sub back at my old middle school, so i am thrilled. so are my colleagues. i am excited to go back because i do miss my family at the middle school, and i miss the kids. i'm now excited to plan my wardrobe for the next several weeks. patay, kung kelan wala na akong pantalon na kasya sa akin. noo-ni-noo-ni-noo.


i must say that i will miss my co-workers at the liquor store no matter how short a time i've worked there. they are all good people. but my heart calls me back into the comfort of the classroom.

i hope things will work out well.

may the force be with durga.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

just another day

i was assigned to the alternative middle school today to supervise three kids who have been suspended for unacceptable behavior. today is day one of my assignment.

i hung out at the middle school for a good hour to wait for the secretary to collect work from the teachers. my job is to make sure that the three kids do their assigned work. i readily accepted this assignment because i thought it was gonna be easy.

not so.

try hanging out with self-confessed kids with anger management issues. two of them told me they are on medication for ADD. let me just say that this assignment will be far from dull. these kids will make me work for my money.

x and y duked it out in the hallway over some stupid comment about yo' momma this and that. a teacher tried to break up the fight and he ended up getting hurt. x and y acted like bestfriends today. haay, boys will be boys.

z on the other hand is suspended for two days for slamming a girl's head against the locker after girl made a nasty comment about, you said it, z's momma.

not a lot of work was done because most of the day was spent trying to prevent the three from killing each other. z is one angry girl. she has a foul mouth, but i can tell she is hurting inside that is why she is acting up. x is a sweet kid who's just plain hyper and makulit. super kulit. y was a former student who just can not focus, antsy pantsy.


tomorrow, i'll bring in extra work and i'll give them a lesson on parts of speech. i hate not really teaching in my subbing job. maybe the three can learn something befire their suspension is over.

sleepless in jersey

i just got off ym talking to my dear friend M. it was great to reconnect with her again.

today, or rather, yesterday i subbed at the same kindergarten class. i saw my "fiance" who was thrilled to have me for half the day. i had fun with the munchkins.

later today, until thursday i will play teacher/warden to the 7th graders who got suspended for duking it out on the hallway. my principal nodded in approval when it was suggested that i take on this assignment.

well, the good thing about this assignment is i get to chill for the next three days and catch up on my reading while the two finish their school work.


i have dinner dates with R and G, on thursday and saturday respectively. fag hag is very happy to go out with her boys.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

(love) the skin i'm in

music : bebot by the black eyed peas


okay, so it took me 7 years out of my 31 to finally embrace the skin i'm in. took me long enough huh? i suppose this acceptance of my skin color would not happen if i did not move here in the states.

in los banos, or in the philippines in general, dark-skinned girls are not as appreciated as fair skinned ladies or mestizas. i think the same goes with the filipino men in general. back there, if you are a girl and you are fair skinned, you are by default, pretty already.

i grew up with a complex of being the negra in the family.

"oops, brownout (power outage)! joffin you better smile so we can see you in the dark"
"is that a shadow? oh, it's only joffin"
"joffin, wear white at night so we can see you"

ita, ulikba, balbakwa. you name it. if it's dark or black, it's gotta be me. often i go to my dad, my face tear-stained after being walloped by taunts and jeers from the evil duo. i ask and blame him why i am so dark. he said it's not his fault, his family is fair skinned. it's mom's fault, she's the morena one.

great.


even in school. i was, for a time dubbed by some of x's friends as whoopi as in whoopi goldberg, because that was when sister act 1 and 2 came out. it didn't help that i played soccer for a time, so i was very dark indeed.

i tried to use bleaching lotion in high school when block and white first came out.

i had high hopes, thinking yey, puputi na ako! but then i stopped because who was i kidding?! i'll need industrial strength block and white for my skin. i even wrote a poem about that. about what would happen if i become obssessed with the bleaching lotion, maybe i'll block and white myself to invisibility?

when asked by friends about her son's girlfriend if the girlfriend is pretty or how is she (meaning me of course), my ex MIL would always answer : she's smart. asked if i was pretty? answer : she's smart. or she would remark about the girls in the neighborhood, "so and so is maputi (fair), she's pretty!" well, thank god i'm smart!

it doesn't help that i have several close friends who are very mestizo and mestiza. case in point? edong and fanny. those two look so european, you'd think they are foreigners. anyway, when i first met their mom, i felt so self-conscious because she can not stop talking about my "exotic" color. what? was i batik?! but no offense taken, she genuinely appreciated my dark skin color.

and so great migration.

living here made me appreciate the beauty of being brown skinned. i have a "tan" 24/7. people always think i've been vacationing in the beach somewhere. yeah? try driving around town, that's where i get my tan. moonshine is obsessed with self tanners because she is too fair, she thinks. my colleague suzanne goes to tanning salons in the spring because she doesn't like looking like a tall shapely bottle of "veiny milk" she says. one time on a wicked whim i almost walked in a tanning salon just to see the expression on the receptionist's face. but i was a good girl so i didn't.

i've come to love my skin color, i'm stuck with it anyway. it's not so bad after all, especially since northern NJ is very diverse. we have all shades of skin color here so i fit right in.

i still have issues with the sun and "tan lines" though. i try to stay away from the sun as much as i can, only because it leaves freakish tan lines on my body. if i drive when the sun is out and i wear a wristwatch, i have a tan line in an hour. some find it awesome. i don't.
on my last trip to maryland, in my excitement to see my friends, i forgot to change into a tank top for my drive. i got in bruce, strapped myself and drove in the heat of the afternoon. well whoopee-effing-do. when i got to lubs' place and i showered after my drive, i screamed in horror because i have a freaky tan line where the seatbelt sat across my chest. it was funny yes. funny like i have a beauty pageant sash across my body. yeah, i am miss freaking hawaiian tropic.

but sans mishaps like that, i am cool with my skin now. if i don't embrace it, who will, right?



so when asked where i get my tan, i smile and casually respond "from my beautiful mother."


amen.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

i love you sabado

music : joss stone tell me what we're gonna do now

i'm tired, pooped and buzzed. all suzee and i had was a martini each (mangosteen martini for me and a lychee martini for her both very yummy), but that grey goose vodka kicks ass!

i played hooky at the liquor store today and i did a couple of errands. got a new well fitting pair of work pants because the pair i bought with moonshine last month lakes me look like a hiff-huff artist.

i tried to tutor richard, but even i fell asleep with his king arthur book. so i headed to see moonshine, matt and jonah. i had a great time. jonah is walking and running now. such a cutie.

i met up with suzanne and we had dinner at thai chef in the riverside square mall. i had mee kraub, she had a salad, a martini each for drinks and we both had green tea ice cream on top of sticky rice -- yum!

of course the night would not be complete without a trip to barnes and noble. i picked up a little white book of racy stories for jane, an encyclopedia of magical creatures for jop and an anthology of female vampire stories with neil gaiman's snow glass apples for durga.

we all went home very happy indeed.

now off to the mountains of tra-la-la.

have to go to mass tomorrow.

uy, banal-banalan.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

a perfect fit

no this post is not about shoes, only a metaphor to the joy of affirming what i think is what is meant for me.

i subbed at the high school these past two days, and i freaking loved it! it gave me so much joy to be with this age group again. i am definitely going to work hard to get myself back in the high school classroom next year. please god, let me teach high school lit again.


yesterday i subbed for the spanish teacher at the academy. the academy is pretty much like rural high. this is the school for the smart kids -- the kids who exert more effort and who want to be pushed to their limits. these kids have an hour longer school day than the regular high school across the street. i felt like i was back home with these kids. they were a lot of fun. i met a few filipino students there and they were thrilled to have a filipina substitute teacher. a few cheeky juniors pledged allegiance to help me secure or help me look out for a teaching post next year only if i promise to teach senior english. ha! as if it's all up to me.


when i got in my car yesterday, i was excited to find out if i still have the durga touch with high school kids. my experience yesterday sealed that. yes, i am meant to teach high school. the kids were all worked up after their assigned work and we talked about oh almost everything. i learned another country yesterday -- i did not know that there is a country called Georgia, just south of russia. the georgia i know is the one north of florida. i also had a taste of the perils of teaching high school boys. we've been getting a lot of bad rap lately. teachers having affairs with students, which i find totally reprehensible.somehow, yesterday made me see how it is for weaker teachers who fall for silly child's play.

one cheeky senior thought it was cute to ask for my number. i gave him the number for DYFS, the Division for Youth and Family Services. this is the number to call to report child abuse and negligence and other issues. i would've given him the number for KB toys only i didn't know it by heart. he told me he was 18 and i said, i was 18 too, 13 years ago. i told him to go find somebody in the sandbox to play with. i'm done playing with boys.


the girls are a riot too. middle school girls are very tough. they are very resentful and stubborn. the high school girls are funny and they really crack me up. one of the girls wanted me to try her lip gloss on because she said it would look good on me, and of course i said, "is your lip gloss poppin?" and i burst into li'l mamma's song. the class burst out laughing. so yeah, yesterday, i was the coolest sub in the building.

but i don't play the cool card to be cool. i think i'm just naturally fit to deal with the teenager's mind. my sense of humor is just right for them, it's just the right amount of cheeky.


today i subbed for a well-loved technology teacher. and i got the freshmen. it was like a family reunion because these kids were the first batch of kids that i taught. i met up with all my "beloved" students, and you know what? they all love me now. one of them even took his shoe off even though he did not ask me for a pen, all in tribute to all the "good times" he had in my class. a lot of them complained about high school.
i told them it's just their freshman year, it's all going to get better.

of course in the midst of all the screams of joy upon seeing their old 6th grade teacher as a sub, i had to field questions about why i am subbing. i told them i thought i was moving to canada but i decided to stay. they all think i'm crazy to move to canada. a few of them remarked about how different i look. t, my truant student and b my little stinkbomber told me i look like i'm on drugs coz i lost a lot of weight. i told them i don't do drugs i just smoke pot. hahahahaha.

so goes the days of durga the happy wanna be high school teacher. please join me in my prayers that this padawan may teach high school again.

may the force be with me.

merry jane

background music : everything feels wrong by bree sharp


i knew something's gonna happen when i exchange my running shoes for a size 6 1/2. the shoewhore had her way and this happened :



i know i shouldn't have bought another pair of shoes, but that's like telling an addict that he/she should not take drugs. dammit, but these shoes were calling my name!!!

they're cute, i love 'em and i can't wait to wear them. i would've this morning, only it was raining so i'll have to wait for a subbing assignment next week to take these chicks out for a walk.

noo-ni-noo-ni-noo.

Monday, October 8, 2007

(almost) ready to run

music : ready to run by the dixie chicks


i did not sleep saturday night. like a zombie i went through the motions of my morning ritual. i did what i usually do during most sleepless nights -- i burned the phone line a made a trail of calls to a few of my friends and my mom back in the philippines.

then in the morning i went to j's house to get my check, then went to the mall in search of the perfect running shoes. i looked at lady footlocker, modell's, finish line, sports authority but i did not find what i was looking for. my last resort was DSW, and ssssssccchhhhwwwwiiiiiiinnnnnngggggg!!!!!!

the shoewhore scores!





don't these tootsies scream all my names in them?! it's puuurrrrffffeeeecttt! and you know what? they are so light too, so comfy! the best part is, they were not that expensive either - $75 including tax. not bad at all.

so srew you nike shox. i still don't like you and your $120+ price tag.


but wait, not just yet. the shoes i got were a bit too big, so i have to go back there tomorrow to exchange it with a half size smaller. damn, it's true what they say then, when one gains weight, the shoe size changes as well, and the same goes when you lose weight. sigh, i'll assess the damage of this weight loss to my shoe collection. sniff, sniff.


anyway, i got great deals on running gear from the lady footlocker so i got a couple of running pants and sports tops. i also got a few pairs of long sleeved shirts to go with the pants. it's getting chilly in the mornings when i run.


i had wanted to run in full battle running gear regalia today but it'll have to wait 'til i get my shoes exchanged.

lubsi, you are so right, there are a lot of cute running gear out there. i'll definitely take you up on that offer for a run next time i drive down there. jock-jockan na itoh!!!

Saturday, October 6, 2007

repulsively wicked



i didn't have to go work until 12 today. my bus does not leave until 10:55. i woke up at 4:30 and after my morning ritual of checking my mail, playing the guitar, a cup of joe, i had of couple of hours to kill.

i finished the love curse of the rumbaughs and damn that book is simply disturbing. it's a YA book too. i'm surprised some parents heven't petition it to be banned yet.

it kinda reminds me of six feet under.

this book is told from the point of view of ivy. she tells of her obsession with the rumbaugh twins and her life. a lot of talk on taxidermy, eugenics and abnornal obsession with one's mother and the fear of losing one's mother over death. so stuff their mothers they did.

disturbing i tell you, but a genius.

i highly recommend this for halloween reading. i'm just spreading the love.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

a lame pick-up line, and a day full of treats, sort of.

music : are you diggin on me? by joss stone


yippee, i got home "early" today.

the teacher i subbed for teaches 5th grade dual language so for today, i'm a professora. the class was very good, i must say. much tamer than yesterday's kindergartners. i had a boy named jesus, though. and i can't help but chuckle everytime i tell him to concentrate on his work and stop minding everybody else's business.

me : jesus, stop talking and mind your own business.
jesus, will you please be quiet? really.


yeah, it sounded perversely funny like that.


dual language classes are quite cool, but i must say i really need to learn a lot more spanish words. i tried reading a chapter on the chinook indians in the spanish history textbook. i think i understood only 20% of what i read. oh well.


i had two free periods today so i took the opportunity to go down to the local panera for lunch. i'ts been a while since i had their chicken tomesto sandwich. i also wanted to try moonshine's recommended drink, the chai latte. i got mine iced. it was yummy, but next time, i'll ask them to go easy on the sugar. so anyway, the cashier at panera was in flirt mode so he decided to hit on this hungry chick. i don't usually make small talk with clerks (unless, they're comic store/toy store clerks) but i'm no snob so i was polite. cheeky bastard asked me the usual questions, am i on break from work or school?
oh, you're substitute teacher?
how are the kids treating you?
i'd like to be in your class
,

ladida-dida. so in my head i was, oh come on dude, all i want is to get my sandwich.
then when i handed him my money he just came up with "is it hot outside as well, coz it's hot in here. maybe because you're here."

no he didn't.
unfortunately, he did.

thank goodness jane did not laugh at his face. joffin just turned around and went straight to the bathroom, i didn't know who to feel embarrassed for, the guy or myself. i would've just walked out the back door but i had to wait for my sandwich, dammit. i just avoided the poor bloke.

that was just so lame.

note to self. stay away from the panera of that city.


back to the hall of justice...


so lately i've been telling my close friends about a minor inconvenience. lubs and richard said to buy toys. so i did.

i went to KB toys.


and look at what i got...



a new addition to my collection -- lady deathstrike. tee-hee. now i have to fish wolverine out of my toy box so she and he can duke it out. fun. fun.

i also got this



sweet huh? this'll do until i get my hands on the optimus prime convertible toy that matt talked about when we went apple picking. gotta have that. gotsa. gotsa.gotsta.


then i headed off to the public library to meet up with lynn, my librarian friend. yes, i am a librarian groupie. anyway, she tipped me off to two new books....



this is a twisted tale of twin taxidermists who stuffed their mom when she died.




and this one won the prince award.



to finish off my afternoon, i got me a venti




since j called for me to come in early and i can't drive all the way to mitsuwa for my green tea ice cream.

i tortured olivia for three hours today. i must say, it's been a great day of goodies.

it's back to the liquor store for me tomorrow after a run with j.she said she wants to run now too. great.


noo-ni-noo-ni-noo.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

it's been a loooong day and night

music : rehab by amy winehouse

schwing!!!!


1. woke up at 4:30 this morning. couldn't go back to bed. checked the automated web based substitute program of my district and viola! i had 3 assignments to choose from. one was for the HS academy assignment, another was for a music teacher, and the last was for a kindergarten teacher subbing assignment. i chose the last one.

2. i had a class of 17 precocious kindergartners. boy, did i work hard for my pay today. there were fistfights, temper tantrums, a fire drill, a nosebleed, several crying bouts and song and dance numbers from yours truly to keep that class on its toes.

3. bless you pre-school and elementary school teachers. i dunno how you do it. i think the younger the students are, the harder it is to teach them. of course a lot of you might think otherwise. this is why i know i am best suited to teach high school. i can handle my classes easily.

4. a cute but very mercurial 6 year old student of mine asked me to marry him. he got on his knees and proposed with his chocolate pudding. this after i kissed his boo-boo on the finger. he's sweet, but very very moody. he threw a fit when i told him i need to hold so and so's hand because she wanted to be my walking buddy on the way to the cafeteria. when i told him that hitting is not good he scowled at and told me that i don't like him anymore. sigh. these kids.


5. now i remember why i quit teaching pre-school aside from becoming very disturbed that my morning shower repertoire consisted of nursery rhymes -- i just can't be the best pre-school teacher -- those kids are too young to be infected by my sarcastic bite.


6. after school today i went home, rested for an hour and headed to johnson field for a serious workout. ahem ahem. i jogged 4 rounds today alternated by 6 rounds of brisk walking. so yeah, i feel sore all over, dammit. but jane the jock is a happy camper. i ought to get them running shoes real soon.


7. had a lesson with j today which was basically a storytelling session for an hour. i tutored olivia for 1 1/2 hours, an hour's worth of tuck everlasting and half an hour's worth of the revolutionary war.

8. the bonus for tonight is i got to eat yummy and spicy korean soup.

9. the bad news is i didn't make it home until way past 9 pm.

10. i have a subbing assignment tomorrow - i'm gonna be a sub for a dual language teacher in one of the elementary schools.

11. i'd write more about subbing, but i'm just too darn exhausted. maybe tomorrow.


12. i could really use a cup of mitsuwa's soft serve green tea ice cream.

13. i've added the police's "every breath you take" in my guitar accompanied repertoire. tee-hee. it's sweet.


noo-ni-noo-ni-noo.

Monday, October 1, 2007

it's monday morning, and the shoewhore laments

music: sir psychosexy by rhcp


i want to sock murphy and his law. so here i am awake and ready to take calls for a subbing job and my home phone is mute. oh well, i can always use a day off to work in the apartment.

so on saturday, i went to j's house for a round of exercise. we went to johnson field in her town to walk on the track, for olivia had a soccer game. it was a beautiful day for the outdoors anyway, so we'll save tae-bo for the colder weather. i attempted to jog one round around the track and i did it! it was a killer, but i think i can alternate it with brisk walking. i figured one round is probably half a mile, so maybe i can jog two miles for starters.

yey, aeus, i think i just might start running soon! forget my abnormal obssession with the way i run. i don't care anymore. you see, being sakang, i've been a bit conscious about the way i run. i think i look a bit retarded running. with soccer, it's okay, the ball is right in front of me. with basketball too. playing point guard didn't bother my consciousness about the way i run too. all i thought while dribbling the ball was bitches better get out of my way or they'd get fouled or i'd get an offensive foul myself. tough shit.


but as usual, i digress.

i went online a few minutes ago in search of a pair of running shoes. i figured my puma sneakers won't be good enough for running -- the cushion won't do. so surf the net i did, young padawan. the force was not with me. ugly running shoes, found i did. but the force eludes me in my quest.


the running shoes i saw were just plain fugly. the shoewhore is upset. but she knows that she better take care of her feet because her mom had issues with hers due to poor cushioning. we don't want that, do we?


i am a brand loyalist, so i would prefer to get a pair of puma running shoes, but now i don't know, running shoes look like freaking speedboats, or some kind of amphibious vehicle. (roll your eyes here now)


i used to be a nike fan, but i switched over to puma and i think i'm staying with puma. nike shoes are expensive and honestly they do not look flattering to me. the last pair i owned were a cool pair of camo green ACGs, but i think they stopped making those.

anyway....

so, i'll keep my eyes open for a pair of not so fugly running shoes. what do you think of this one? this is the only one i kinda like so far.