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April 18, 2010

MY OLD SHOES

Filed under: Uncategorized — celinejulie @ 9:37 am

I decided to throw away five pairs of my old shoes because my room has no space left. I feel so sad. I picked up these shoes from a place near a trash can fifteen years ago. They are much too small for my feet, but I could stand on them and pretended to wear them when my friends visited me. These shoes contain a lot of good memories for me. My most favorite pairs of shoes are the ones with glass heels.

Before I threw them away, I tried to stand on one of the shoes again. But the heel suddenly broke. I think it is because I have gained 20 kilograms of weight during the past 15 years.

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2 Comments »

  1. This is my reply to Vespertine in my bilingual blog:
    http://celinejulie.blogspot.com/2010/04/fond-memories-of-old-shoes.html

    Yes, that’s right. I really miss these kinds of moments—moments when I was still hanging out with old friends doing all kinds of silly stuff. After a while, some old friends went to live abroad, some old friends become too busy with other things in life and we talk less and less with each other, etc. These catwalking moments cannot be repeated any more. I really miss these moments—moments when I was naive, innocent, optimistic, etc. To tell you the truth, the reasons why I have posted many old songs lately is also because I miss these kinds of moments. These old shoes and these old songs remind me of the good times I used to share with some good old friends. I guess the political problem in Thailand right now partly makes me become like this. I don’t want to think about the future now. I just want to bury my mind in the past—the past when politics could not tear us apart.

    Comment by celinejulie — April 18, 2010 @ 9:57 pm

  2. This is my reply to Vespertine in my bilingual blog:
    http://celinejulie.blogspot.com/2010/04/fond-memories-of-old-shoes.html

    Yes, I remember the bell bottom jeans and the platform shoes. At that time my friends and I wanted to wear platform shoes so much that one of my friends made a pair of platform shoes out of cement plaster (ปูนพลาสเตอร์) by himself. These cement-plaster shoes also can be used as a white chalk. You can write anything on the street by using your feet as your hands and these shoes as white chalk. At that time we hated a female neighbor very much, so when we walked past her house at night, we used our shoes to write some rude words at the road in front of her house.

    Comment by celinejulie — April 20, 2010 @ 7:26 pm


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