"Be wild and free, and kind hearted." ~ Sharleen W.L.

Sep 16, 2015

Bloody Bare Footprints

Don't worry guys, it's fake blood, OK! Lol. I saw this bath mat online the other day as it's a hit this time of the year with Halloween approaching, and I thought it was pretty cool. I don't really like bloody stuff so yeah, this would freak me out if I didn't know it was fake. But I'm all about scaring people during Halloween! Especially this item kinda goes along with our love of going barefoot, don't you think? :)

bloody footprint bath mat
Bath mat with bloody bare footprints.
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Imagine someone going into your bathroom and seeing this mat. They would scream thinking they were your (or someone's) bloody bare footprints! They would probably think somebody just got killed, haha!

I seriously thought about getting one myself but the thing is, I'm still living with my parents, and I have my own bathroom in my bedroom. Virtually no one that visits our house ever uses my bathroom, so I would be the only person who sees it and that's no fun, of course. Putting it in the common bathroom by the living room is out of the question as mom would eat me alive, haha!

But if you live by yourself or with others and love to entertain during Halloween, this might be a good idea for a prank. :) But use common sense, though. You definitely don't wanna play tricks on people that are vulnerable like little kids, older folks, or those with heart problems, etc. Let them use a different bathroom, or simply warn them before they go in.

If you wanna get this cool bloody bare footprint bath mat, just click on the picture or link above. Have fun!

Sep 2, 2015

Scared Silly - a Barefoot Halloween Story

by Sharleen W.L.

It was Friday evening about a week before Halloween back when I was in elementary school. As soon as I got home from school I took off my shoes and changed clothes as Kevin and I decided to walk around the neighborhood and look at some of the interesting Halloween decorations. I was, of course, barefoot while Kevin was wearing his favorite Crocs.

We stopped at a house and admired the fancy decorations. An old lady walked out the driveway and said to us, "Hey, you kids wanna come in and take a closer look at these little ghosts and goblins?"

I was like, "Sure!" and we walked into her front yard.

"Be careful though, there are some slippery spots as I just watered the lawn. Especially you don't have any shoes on!" she said pointing at me. I was like, "Ok!"

I really enjoyed stepping on the wet ground with my bare soles. Nice and cool. Something that Kevin missed out on. The nice lady showed us some of the animated spooky figures and we were oohing and aahing. She said they would look even more impressive after dark with the lights on.

As we were saying goodbye she said to us, "Hey, be sure you both come back here on Halloween night as I'll have lotsa goodies for ya!"

"Thank you, mam!" I said and we headed back home since it was almost dinner time. My soles got pretty dirty because I walked on the wet surface which caused all the dirt to stick. But it was Friday and Kevin and I were going to sleep outside in the tent (in our backyard)*, so I didn't bother washing my feet when we got home.

Kevin and I loved reading Halloween books but so far we had only been reading kid's books. In fact, we had a favorite that we loved to read over and over. It's called We're Off to Find the Witch's House.

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One day I thought, why don't we read a ghost story book for grown-ups for a change. I was really curious what the stories were like. Would I get scared? So I asked my big sister Debbie if she had any ghost story books. She had a few, and to start with she gave me this one:

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Its a compilation of Hawaiian folklore and ghost stories. She said she would give us more if we didn't get too scared :) Woohoo! I couldn't wait to read it, and this was the night Kevin and I decided to read it. In the tent! So after we finished eating we went straight to the tent. It was going to be an exciting night.

After reading a few of the stories we kinda freaked out, especially because those things happened in Hawaii. Right where we live! They sent chills down our spines.

"Lynn, I don't think I wanna read anymore," said Kevin.

"Me neither," I replied closing the book. "Lets go to sleep. Its getting late," I said looking at my watch which showed it was almost midnight.

But of course, we weren't able to sleep. The spooky stories we just read were still vivid on our minds. There was a strong trade wind blowing that night, howling through the trees outside our tent. We heard dogs barking in the distance. Suddenly we heard something else. It was different than any of the other sounds we had heard. It was like footsteps. Like someone or something was walking on the grass.

"Did you hear that?" asked Kevin with a worried look on his face. I was like, "Uh-huh."

"What is it?" he asked again.

"I don't know. Lets just go to sleep," I said trying to act calm (had to maintain my image as a big sister, lol) although I was probably as terrified as he was :) I hugged Kevin from behind and we closed our eyes. We felt more secure. But then we heard that sound again. This time it was getting closer to our tent. Our hearts were pounding.

"Lynn, I'm really scared!" said Kevin.

"Yeah, me too!" I replied. This time I just couldn't hide it anymore. "You wanna go inside? We can sleep in your room," I said to him.

"Yeah, lets do that!" he said with excitement.

I said, "Ok, we're gonna run as fast as we can to the house, but you can't wear your shoes, though!"

"Why?!" he protested.

"Because...whatever that thing is out there...it might come after us, and wearing shoes is just gonna slow you down. You might even fall!" I explained.

He let out a big sigh but relented and said, "ok..."

So we held hands and ran (barefoot) towards the back door which thankfully remained unlocked (you see, our backyard is actually very secure as there are alarmed tall fences and walls around it. We also live in a very safe neighborhood. So dad said the back door would remain unlocked when we were sleeping in the tent in case we should decide to go in in the middle of the night, it would make it a lot simpler for us). I locked the door as soon as we got inside. We both breathed a sigh of relief.

I actually felt like going into our parents' room and sleeping in there, but decided against it as I would feel embarrassed and besides, we might get scolded. So we went to Kevin's room as planned (it was right across from our parents' which was quite comforting). Again, we locked the door as we got in. Kevin already had a queen bed*, so we both could sleep comfortably in there.

Suddenly Kevin remembered something. He had to wash his feet! His room was originally a den, so it had no bathroom. So he would have to use the bathroom by the living room. I said to him, "Forget it, Kev! I'm not going back out, and you don't wanna go by yourself, do you? Besides, I don't think your feet got that dirty just running on the grass. Here, lets have a look."

So he sat down and showed his soles. Like I had thought, they were pretty clean. So he was convinced that he didn't need to wash them. I then showed him how dirty mine were and he was like, "Eeww!" We both giggled and jumped in bed.

As we turned out the lights he said, "Lynn, can you hug me again?"

"Why?" I asked. "Are you still scared?"

"No...," he answered. "But it felt good and I'll be able to sleep better!"

I giggled and hugged him from behind, and we both fell asleep.

I was awakened by a knock on the door. I opened my eyes and looked at my watch. OMG, it was almost 10 am! We had overslept. It was mom looking for us. She was wondering why we didn't show up for breakfast, so she went out and looked for us in the tent. She got a little worried when she didn't find us there. She asked us what happened and we told her everything. She didn't seem too concerned. She just told us to wash up and eat our breakfast. Luckily she didn't see my dirty feet, or she would of scolded me.

Later we told everyone else what happened that night. No one really laughed at us, but like mom, they didn't think much of it. They probably thought we were silly little kids who got scared reading an adult ghost book. But to us it was quite a frightening experience. I returned the Obake book to Debbie and told her we didn't care to read any of her other ones, and she laughed.

We were still too scared to sleep out in the tent again. Well, rainy season was upon us anyway, so dad took down the tent and didn't put it back up until the following spring.

So, what was it that we heard that night outside the tent? Was our imagination playing tricks on us? But both of us heard the same thing, so that's rather unlikely. Was it an animal? Was it...a ghost? Who knows! After all, Hawaii is a very mystical place.

barefoot witch costume
Barefoot witch
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Oh btw, Kevin and I went back to the nice old lady's house on Halloween night to trick-or-treat. Kevin dressed as Superboy and I as my favorite character, a witch. Yes, I was barefoot. In fact, that's how she recognized me: "your the barefoot girl that came visit the other day." It was an awesome night.

Side note: I still love wearing a witch costume even today. It just fits my personality, and its one of the Halloween costumes that look good with bare feet.

From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and let's make it a magical day!

*Reference: Barefoot Girl Favorite Sibling

Aug 5, 2015

The Birth of a Barefoot Angel

barefoot little girl
Some of you who have read my little sister's article titled "Barefoot Girl Favorite Sibling" (link at bottom of post) may be wondering why our youngest brother Kevin found her so attractive.

Well, Sharleen (a.k.a. Lynn) didn't tell the whole story as the article is already quite long as it is. We didn't want to turn it into a novel :) So now let me try to fill you in so that it makes more sense.

One day Lynn and I were flipping through the pages of a fashion magazine when her eye caught the picture of a very pretty model and she was like, "Wow, she's so beautiful. I wish I could look like her!"

I looked at her face and said, "Hmmm... maybe you could!"

She was like, "Really? You think so? How?!"

"By changing your hairstyle," I replied. "Let's show it to Debbie and ask her what she thinks!"

Our big sister Debbie agreed with me but she said Lynn would have to wait till her hair grew longer, at least shoulder length (at the time it was about neck length). Debbie then took one of Lynn's headshots and drew new hair over it to make her look like the model. The hair was over her shoulders and slightly wavy, and there was a bang that partially covers her right eye. When Lynn saw it she got really excited. She couldn't wait till her hair grew longer.

It felt like ages to her. Every week she would ask if her hair was long enough. Debbie and I would laugh and tell her to be patient. We also wanted it to be a surprise so we didn't tell anyone about our plan to give Lynn a hair makeover. When people asked why she had not cut her hair, she just said she liked it better longer.

Finally, the long-awaited day came. Debbie took her to her hairdresser to get her hair done just the way she drew it over her photo. The result was nothing short of magical! Lynn looked totally different. She was quite cute to begin with, but now she was gorgeous. She looked... angelic. She was even prettier than me, hahaha!

When she came home everyone was stunned to see her new look. Dad was like, "Whoa! Who is this girl? Debbie, did you trade your little sister?" Debbie laughed her ass off and Lynn giggled in amusement.

Lynn was absolutely thrilled. She felt like a brand new person, like Supergirl, she said. Her confidence soared, and her personality changed too. She used to be a little shy at times. Well, no more! She became very outgoing, more playful, and even mischievous. She also started to go out barefoot more often and eventually, all the time.

A funny story - one day she went to karate class for the first time since her transformation. She decided to go into the office to chat with the people there before class.

When she stepped in the secretary was like, "Hi, may I help you...? <Gasp!> Oh my God, Sharleen! Is that you? I didn't recognize you. You look so pretty! What did you do? And you're barefoot too, wow!"

Lynn giggled and told everyone about her hair makeover, and that she actually loved going barefoot. But yeah, she had never gone into the office barefoot. In class the instructor jokingly introduced her as a new student and asked for her name. Everyone laughed and she got a little embarrassed.

She also became a hit at school. She charmed a lot of people (probably even her teacher, lol - read "Going Barefoot at School"). Well, our little brother Kevin got enchanted too. That was an unintended consequence :) We were all fully aware of it, so one day dad had a little talk with both of them, basically reminding them that they were siblings. Although they could be good friends with each other (which is good), they were not exactly "friends."

At one point Debbie questioned whether it was appropriate for them to be sleeping in the tent together. But our parents fully trusted them and believed nothing "funny" would ever take place.

So yeah, that's the story behind it. You can read the referenced articles linked below.

Barefoot Girl Favorite Sibling

Going Barefoot at School

Jul 22, 2015

Barefoot Little Angel at the Hospital

by Sharleen W.L.

One morning in early summer when I was in elementary school I went to accompany mom to the hospital for treatment of her arthritis. I decided to go barefoot and she didn't object. The treatment was to be done in the outpatient clinic, and when we arrived the nurse was all ready for her. She asked mom how she was feeling.

Barefoot angel on duty
"Well, I was a little nervous because of the potential side effects, but now I'm ok since many people are praying for me," replied mom.

"Oh, you'll be just fine! And it's great that people are praying for you!" said the nurse.

Then unexpectedly mom said this: "besides...I've got my little angel here with me!" while pointing to me.

You see, mom is pretty strict and can even be a bit mean at times. She scolded me a lot, and sometimes even punished me when I was a kid, but she actually loves me very much.

"Oh, how wonderful that you have a little angel!" said the nurse.

"Yeah, naughty little angel!" said mom chuckling. Again, I didn't expect that!

The nurse was like, "Ahaha!...naughty angel, huh?!" winking at me. By that time I was blushing, and I just giggled not knowing what to say.

"I guess you are naughty cos you must have lost your shoes!" she said again, looking at my bare feet.

"But angels don't wear shoes!" I replied, giggling and still blushing.

She was like, "Ha, you got me there, kiddo!" as she walked towards mom to begin her treatment.

The treatment was to take at least a couple of hours, and after sitting in the room for a while I got bored. So mom told me to walk around outside for a while. She even gave me some money to buy whatever I wanted.

So I left the room and walked around the clinic. Just about everyone I met in the hallway smiled and said hi to me. I saw the gift shop and decided to go in. I enjoyed looking at all the cool stuff in there but didn't buy anything.

Then I headed to the front of the building. It was my lucky day, as there was a shave ice truck there. Yes! So I went and bought a small cone. I continued walking as I ate the yummy and colorful shave ice.

I stopped by the fish pond to look at the beautiful koi. There were a couple of little kids there, a boy and a girl about 3 and 4 years old, and their mother sitting by the pond. They said hi to me as I approached them, and we chatted a little. The boy pointed at my bare feet, grinned and looked at his mom.

"Yeah, she's got no shoes on!" she said chuckling. "Did you leave them with your mom?" she asked me.

"No, I was barefoot from home," I replied, and she was like, "Oh, wow!"

I happened to have candy in my pocket, so I gave some to the kids, and they were overjoyed.

I looked at my watch, and it was almost 12:30. Mom must be almost done, so I headed back to the treatment room after saying goodbye to the friendly kids and their mother. My soles got really dirty from all the walking.

When I got to the room the nurse was just wrapping things up. "Ah, here's your pretty barefoot angel, right on time!" she said to mom while winking at me.

Barefoot angel off duty
So everything went well with mom, and on the way home she treated me to a very nice lunch at my favorite resterant by the beach.

When we got home mom went to rest, and I hung out with my little brother in our tent in the backyard (you can read more about that here). After a while we went swimming in the pool.

It was another magical day in paradise for this barefoot (naughty) little angel.

Yes, this is Sharleen reminding you that life is indeed magical no matter where you are. So, let's make it a magical day!

Photo credit:
Fairy Heart with CC BY-SA 2.0

Jun 6, 2015

You Can Go Barefoot!

How to bribe a barefoot girl

by Sharleen W.L.

If you have read the story titled "Barefoot Sisters" you would know that in the beginning mom was so opposed to her kids going barefoot in public places, but she later gave in and allowed Tania and me to do so. The following took place in my early days of barefooting in public when I was in elementary school.

barefoot little girl
It was 9:30pm on a Wednesday when dad was away on business. My oldest brother and sisters were still busy doing homework and studying, and my little brother was already in bed. I just got done with all my homework. I had karate class earlier in the evening, and so I took a shower when I got home.

Btw, I got punished in class with doing lots of push-ups (I was joking around with another kid and wasn't paying attention to the instructor), so now I was a bit tired and sleepy. I was planning to go to bed a little earlier but wanted to kinda unwind first. So I decided to go to the media room and watch TV.

Mom came into the room and asked if I would go with her to the supermarket as she just realized she was running low on groceries. She wanted someone to accompany her and help her carry stuff, and I was the only one available. But that was the last thing I wanted to do at that late hour especially when I was so tired!

I told her I was exhausted and was going to go to bed in a few minutes, but she insisted saying she needed to make breakfast for all of us in the morning, and that it wouldn't take very long. I told her she didn't need to make anything fancy as we could all get by just eating cereal, and that I would go grocery shopping with her after school.

Mom seemed to be at her wit's end. She was silent for a few seconds, and I thought that was the end of it. Then she said something totally unexpected, "You can go barefoot!"

What?! My jaw just dropped. Did I hear that right? I could go barefoot?! Didn't she know I had already showered which meant my feet were going to get all dirty again if I went out barefoot? (You see, she would normally forbid me to go out barefoot after taking a shower). And on a school night too? I was just flabbergasted.

So I was like, "seriously, mommy?!" just to make sure she wasn't losing her mind. :)

She was like, "u-huh," nodding her head.

Grocery stores are some of my favorite places to go in my bare feet, and going out barefoot late at night sounded pretty wild. Something I had never done before. Now I would get to do it with mom's blessing too! I definitely could not pass up this exciting opportunity. All my tiredness and sleepiness suddenly vanished. I was invigorated. So I said, "ok mommy, I'll go!"

I turned off the TV and walked with mom to the garage. She hugged me and said, "thank you, sweetie!"

During the day I would usually see at least a couple of other barefoot people in the supermarket but that night I was a lone barefooter. Heck, I was the only kid in there. But I was cool with that. This particular store had very dirty floors and my soles could feel the grime as I walked around. I also managed to step on some sticky stuff.

We were in there for almost an hour, and I had a really fun night. When we were standing in line at the cashier I looked at the bottoms of my feet, and they were black! Just as I had expected.

Normally, when I went out barefoot with mom she would say, "you go wash your feet now, ok!" as we arrived back home, and I would wash my dirty bare feet in front of the garage. But that night had been anything but normal. Mom was probably tired too and forgot to remind me to wash my feet when we got home.

It was like 11:15pm which was way past my bedtime. I helped her bring some of the bags in from the car and put things in the fridge. When we were done she hugged and kissed me, and said, "it was very sweet of you to come with and help me. You go to bed now, and sweet dreams!"

By that time all the excitement had worn off, and I was really drowsy. I wasn't going to go back outside and wash my feet. I was like what the heck, I'll just wash them in the morning. So I head up to my room and went straight to bed. I was pooped but also very happy, and I had a very good night sleep.

In the morning my big sister Tania, whom I shared the room with, was shocked to see me lying in bed with filthy feet as it had never happened before. I told her what happened and she couldn't stop laughing for I had always said she was gross for going to bed in her dirty feet. She also teased me to death. She was like, "are you sure you weren't sleep-walking all over town?" Argh!

Anyway, I washed my feet outside later that morning right before I put on my shoes to go to school.

I later realized that mom had actually bribed me. Telling me I could go barefoot was the only way to get me to accompany her. But who cares, right? It was also a nice treat for me. I had a wonderful time roaming the grocery store barefoot late in the night when I would normally be in bed. It was a win-win situation!

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and let's make it a magical day!

Apr 22, 2015

Self Cleaning Feet

Hi, this is Tania (not Sharleen). Yeah, she's been writing the last several posts here and you probably thought that little brat had taken over, huh? Just kidding! I love my little sis. But yeah, I've been kind of MIA (missing in action) because of school and everything else that keep me busy. But I'm still happily barefoot all the time, and my feet are really dirty. :)

Yeah, in fact that's what I'm writing about today. As I have previously said, I like to keep my feet dirty as a reminder and to show others that I'm an avid barefooter. Up until high school I had to wear shoes to school, so I couldn't keep my feet dirty all the time. Now that I'm in college I no longer have to wear shoes.

If you read my previous posts you probably remember that I was in yoga class twice a week, and we were required to have clean feet in class, so I would wear flip flops on those days. Well, I'm no longer in that class. It's a long story, but I basically got kicked out! So now I just do my own yoga at home in the backyard where nobody cares if my feet are filthy!

I still do karate, but I can come to class in dirty feet and they don't give a f*ck. In fact, my soles usually get even dirtier after class. So now I can say I'm a 100% barefooter and I never wash my feet. You may be thinking, don't I take a shower every day? Nope! Since I don't sweat that much, I don't shower very often. But shhh, let's keep that to ourselves, OK! My mom would die if she knew, and she would definitely kill me. Hahaha!

But you know what? Your feet tend to clean themselves even if you hardly ever wash them. One of the readers said this: "I am always barefoot, including at work. I rarely wash my feet, they feel and look better. Most of the time they are self cleaning. I travel all over the world and often have people say that they envy my resolve to never wear shoes. Some friends and family complain but I enjoy the freedom and the statement that my feet are my shoes."

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Dirty soles
They're absolutely right as I have experienced it myself. But how do you get your feet clean without washing them? By walking on different surfaces. Let me start with the obvious. If you walk on a wet and clean surface like grass, for example, your soles will get pretty clean.

Another way to get your soles clean naturally is by walking on hard and rough surfaces like most city sidewalks. If your soles are black (like after walking around in the grocery store which is my favorite) try walking on a sidewalk for just a few minutes, and you will see them turn grayish. Whether you like that or not is a different story, however.

Now if you combine the above 2 methods, like walking on a sidewalk on a rainy day or right after it rains, the effect will be about the same as scrubbing your soles. In other words, they get super clean! Again, some of you may like it and some may not.

"My feet are my shoes" is another interesting part of the above comment, as I once read in a book about Hawaii that one of the characteristics of a "kama'aina" (translated "child of the land" or local) is that you consider bare feet your favorite form of footwear. Pretty cool, huh?

OK, that's it from me today. Sharleen will be back with the next post. It will be another very interesting one. So, stay tuned!

Mar 13, 2015

The Failed Cute (Barefoot) Girl Trick

by Sharleen W.L.

Aloha, this is Sharleen! Hope your enjoying life as its meant to be wherever you are, barefoot or not. This is going to be a very short post for a change. :) Enjoy it!

One evening my little brother Kevin and I were going out on a "mock date" (he loves to go out with his favorite sister).

I was barefoot and driving the BMW convertible with the top down. This car belongs to Tania and me (yeah, we used to share a room, now we share a car), and Kevin loves to ride in it especially when I'm driving.

So as soon as we entered the freeway, I pressed on the accelerator with my bare foot, the engine revved, and the car zoomed past all other vehicles.

Kevin had the thrill of his lifetime. He was like, "Wooww! You really know how to drive, girl!" He then jokingly said he felt like a million bucks riding in a hot car with a hot chick.

Being in a naughty mood, I did that once with mom in the car, and she almost had a heart attack. Of course, she gave me a good tongue-lashing, lol.

So we arrived at this little shopping strip as there was a store there I wanted to visit before going to dinner. I always try to find parking in the front first which is a lot more convenient than going to the parking building, but its usually a challenge. Well, that evening was no exception. There were a lot of cars and there was a parking attendant directing traffic. He was a young and quite good looking guy. :)

cute girl
When my car approached him he told me to go to the parking building in the back. I saw an empty spot but there was a "no parking" sign, so I asked him if I could just park there for a few minutes.

He said no, and I was like, "oh come on, we won't be long... pleeease...?" in a very friendly and a bit playful manner with a smile and my hands clasped.

He chuckled and said, "Sorry, Miss, I can't let you do that."
I was like, "Ok... ok...you have a great evening!"
"You too, Miss!" he replied.

I then said to Kevin, "sorry Kev, the cute girl trick didn't work this time." We both laughed. It works sometimes, though. Hey, it worked even in elementary school like when I went barefoot at school, haha! Well, sometimes you win, sometimes you don't, but you have fun either way. That's how you enjoy life.

As we were walking from the parking building to the store, we saw the parking attendant again, and we again said "hi" to each other. He was looking at my bare feet. He probably never expected me to be barefoot although its not that uncommon here on the islands to see someone barefoot driving a fancy car or wearing nice clothes.

So how was our date? It was fantastic. We both had a wonderful time. We tried to make it as real as possible so it would be a good learning experience for Kevin. He even took me home afterwards (to my room, haha!). But since we are siblings, there are certain things we just can't do. ;)

Well, I met this parking attendant guy again on another occasion. This time I was driving the family car (Mercedes GL 550) as we were going to a resterant there for a family dinner (I was barefoot as usual). We greeted each other like old friends, and he said to me, "you know where to park, right?" I laughed and said, "sure!"

Everyone was wondering how I knew him, and they all laughed when I told them the story. But mom said I should be ashamed of myself for ever trying to pull the cute girl trick. Hey, you've gotta have fun in life and not take things too seriously!

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. Yes, even when your trick fails, lol. So...

Aloha, and let's make it a magical day!

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JLaw45 with CC BY-SA 2.0
Marin - FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Feb 13, 2015

Barefoot Girl, Favorite Sibling

by Sharleen W.L.

I wasn't always living the barefoot lifestyle when I was a kid. I never liked wearing anything on my feet, but in the beginning my barefooting was limited to inside and around the house. On occasion I would venture out barefoot in the streets of our neighborhood, but not in stores or other establishments.

barefoot little girl
My little brother Kevin has never been a barefooter. He would go barefoot inside the house as its the norm here on the islands, but once he stepped outside, even like to the backyard, he would wear Crocs (those shoes with holes on them), his favorite footwear.

When we were kids he loved to play and hang out with me coz he said I was the nicest of all his siblings. He was kinda scared of Tania as she used to be mean to him. You see, Tania used to have lots of issues as a child and could be nasty at times, but through a sequence of events, she managed to make a 180 degree turn. Today she could be Tony Robbins' assistant, haha! Kudos to her! Even mom has a lot of respect for her now.

Steve and Debbie were nice but their a lot older and often busy with school, so they very seldom spent time with him. I'm the closest to him in age (were like 18 months apart).

Tania and I always got along well, though even during her rough years. We shared a bedroom and always went to school together riding the bus. One time she went on a school retreat, and mom didn't want me to ride the bus by myself (I was 9 at the time), so she decided to drive both Kevin and me to school although we went to different schools. Kevin really enjoyed having me with him in the car to and from school.

He said I looked really cool in my school uniform which consisted of a dark brown plaid skirt, a white shirt with the school badge on it, a dark brown tie, and an optional dark brown handkerchief that stuck out of my shirt pocket. Yeah, my uniform looked really elegant and I really liked wearing it too. I would often leave it on for a while even after I got home and took off my shoes and socks.

One day after school we were both sitting in the living room. I was barefoot but still in full uniform, and was playing with my phone. Kevin was looking at me like in fascination thinking that I didn't notice, but when I looked back at him he quickly looked away. I asked him nonchalantly, "Kev, why were you looking at me?"

He was like, "uh...no I wasn't!" and he quickly picked up a magazine and flipped through the pages. I giggled and he became even more nervous.

Feeling bad, I later said to him, "hey Kev, why don't you come sit here next to me!"

He was a little stunned and was like, "uh...why?"

I told him, "coz I wanna show you this really fun game!" He hesitated so I said, "come on, your gonna love it!" After a while playing games together he was finally at ease.

Let me digress and tell you a funny story. Well, maybe not really that funny.

***begin digression***

One day we had relatives visiting us and one of them casually asked Kevin who his favorite sibling was, expecting him to say it was Steve our oldest brother as he's the only male sibling so they figured he would relate to him most. But to their surprise he said it was me.

When they asked him why, he said, "because she's the nicest, she's never mean, she plays with me a lot, and also because...she's very pretty!" and he giggled a little. He said it all with such purity and innocence but everyone was kinda shocked to hear it, especially that last part.

I overheard the whole thing as I happened to be sitting in the library right next to the family room where the conversation took place. I wasn't really shocked, though coz I had sensed it already from the way he sometimes acted when he was with me (read above), but I was surprised he told it to others.

Well, he later learned that I heard all he said to the relatives, and he freaked out. He was sooo embarrassed that he refused to talk to me or even come near me for days! Everytime he saw me he would run away embarrassed which actually made me sad. He wouldn't even go to the tent, our favorite hang-out place (read below).

So mom finally intervened and told him that he did nothing wrong, and there was nothing to be ashamed of as he only spoke nice things about me. It took him a while to overcome his feelings, but we gradually became close to each other again. Even today he still blushes when he remembers that incident.

In case you think this is kinda weird, read Tania's post about what took place prior to all of this.

***end digression***

Since we were having so much fun playing games together, we decided to do it again the next morning on the way to school. So he and I sat together in the back seat (normally one of us would sit in the front). Since we were in a hurry I decided to put on my socks and shoes later in the car. But as we were so busy playing games I totally forgot to do that.

So we arrived at my school and I realized that I was still barefoot! Mom scolded me for not putting them on earlier as there were lots of cars around, and we couldn't stop too long in front of the school.

She just went on and on, so as I was stepping out of the car I said to her, "mom, chill! Or your gonna grow lots of gray hair!"

She barked, "hey, how dare you talk to me like that!" But by then I already shut the door, and I giggled and made faces at her as I ran toward the school entrance. I saw Kevin grinning.

On the way home I took off my shoes and socks in the car wanting to feel comfortable. But mom decided to stop at the grocery store. Ok, so...what was I supposed to do? It was too much of a hassle to put my socks and shoes back on, but it was too hot to wait in the car. So I asked mom if I could just go into the store barefoot but she vehemently objected.

She scolded me the second time that day, saying I was still in uniform and it would be totally inappropriate to go barefoot in public, and I shouldn't have taken off my shoes so fast. She later relented and said, "well, you don't have to put your socks on if you don't want to, just wear your shoes!" I was like, "yay!" that wouldn't be all that bad. Btw, this happened shortly before they dropped the socks requirement as told in the barefoot at school story.

While Tania was gone Kevin wanted us to sleep together at night. I had a queen bed but my room was off limits to him as it was Tania's room too, and he didn't want to have anything to do with her. But his bed was a twin which was not big enough for both of us to sleep in.

I told him I could bring a sleeping bag and sleep on the floor in his room. He said he should be the one sleeping on the floor. So we were arguing back and forth, and dad heard us, and he came up with a brilliant idea. He said, "since your both willing to sleep in a sleeping bag, why not do it outside in a tent!" We happened to have a 2-person tent which was perfect.

We were excited beyond belief! Imagine how much fun we would have camping out in the backyard. So dad set up the tent in the backyard near the pool, and we had a fantastic time together. I would often read stories to him although he said he liked it better when mom did it since I sounded like a little kid! Duh! We also played lots of games and ate lots of snacks. Even in the daytime after school we would hang out in the tent and do a lot of fun stuff.

Kevin had a meltdown right before Tania came home. He said I would go back to Tania and wouldn't spend much time with him anymore. We wouldn't be going to school together, and we would say goodbye to our tent. He was crying which made me sad too.

So when Tania came home we made a deal - I would sleep in the room with her from Monday to Thursday, and would sleep in the tent with Kevin on weekends (Friday to Sunday). That actually worked out pretty well. Everyday after school he and I were still able to hang out in the tent. And we both always looked forward to the weekends.

Ok, here's a funny story. Like I said, Kevin always wore his Crocs outside the house. So in the beginning he would wear them even to the tent. I told him to just leave his shoes at the door and walk barefoot to the tent. He refused, saying he wouldn't want to get his feet dirty again after washing them before bedtime. Yeah, mom taught all of us this ritual of washing our feet before going to bed (sigh!), and being a good boy, Kevin was always obedient.

I told him we didn't need to wash our feet before bed when we were sleeping outside. Besides, his feet wouldn't get that dirty just from walking barefoot in the backyard. He wouldn't listen, so one Friday evening I decided to hide his Crocs. Yeah, I was the nicest and was never mean, right? Lol.

When it came time for us to go to the tent he was frustrated as he couldn't find his Crocs. He strongly suspected that I took 'em and of course, I denied it. Then he said. "I'm gonna tell mom and she's gonna twist your ear!" Ouch! Yeah, that was mom's favorite method of punishing her naughty kids. But would Kevin have the heart to let that happen to his favorite sister? :p

I laughed and said, "go ahead, tell her! You can't prove that I took your shoes!" He screamed in frustration.

Then I grabbed his hand and tried to drag him to the tent while he was barefoot, telling him not to be a sissy. But being a boy, he was actually stronger than me. He resisted  and I failed. He was going to get another pair of shoes, so I told him, "forget it, Kev! Your being very difficult. Either you come with me now or I'll just sleep in my room tonight, and you can do whatever!"

Well, that got him thinking. And more frustrated. Desicion time! Sleeping in the tent was a big thing for him, but he would never do it by himself. So he finally said, "ok, I'll go now" and begrudgingly walked towards the tent in his bare feet.

When we got into the tent I said to him, "now that wasn't really that bad, was it?"

He admittedly said, "no, coz the grass is soft. It wasn't like that time when we went barefoot to the mall and resterant where I stepped on a lot of stuff that hurt my feet." (Read Barefoot Sisters).

I laughed and pulled out his Crocs that I had hidden in there. Once again he screamed, "aaargh! I knew it! Your the one who took 'em!"

"So...are you still gonna tell mommy?" I teased, already knowing the answer.

He was quiet for a few seconds and then pouted and shook his head. I giggled and told him he should learn to loosen up. Well, he eventually gave up his "hygienic" habit.

Btw, all this happened prior to the embarrassing incident above, so he apparently overlooked it.

Dad took down the tent at the start of the rainy season (the winter months) for we wouldn't want to sleep outside when it was raining hard. Besides, the temperature can go down to the 60s at night which is a bit chilly. Then dad bought Kevin a queen bed so that both he and I could sleep in his room comfortably whenever it was raining or too cold.

This went on for a couple of years and we enjoyed it very much until it came time when we both agreed that it was no longer appropriate for us to sleep together. The backyard near the pool is still our favorite place to hang out today although there's no longer a tent. Yes, Kevin still goes barefoot there but that's about the extent of his barefooting.

Today we are very close and open with each other like best friends. He often comes to me for advice on life issues (since I'm older and wiser, lol). He doesn't currently have a girlfriend and likes going places with me and make people think I'm his gf. Yes, even when I'm barefoot.

We both know he likes me in more ways than one - my positive attitude, my playfulness, as well as my physical attributes. So we set boundaries and there are certain lines we never cross. We love each other as siblings and best friends. He told me he wished to have a gf with my qualities although he wouldn't be too disappointed if she wasn't a barefooter, haha!

I told him, "don't worry, one day you'll find her, but you've gotta look and can't be too shy."

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

Barefoot Sisters
Barefoot at School

Jan 13, 2015

Barefoot and Pregnant?

When a barefoot girl got sick

by Sharleen W.L.

barefoot and pregnant
Barefoot and pregnant
11:30pm Sunday night - I just get home after a fun night out with friends. I'm barefoot as usual and my feet are pretty dirty but I'm really sleepy and tired, so I don't bother washing them before entering the house. I go straight to my bedroom upstairs, quickly brush my teeth, take everything off, and jump into bed and hug my Emo (teddy bear) tight. Yes, this is one of those instances Tania mentioned in one of her posts.*

I'm awaken around 3am with a crampy tummy ache. At first I thought it was just gas and tried to continue sleeping. But the pain gets worse and now I'm also really queasy. I can't hold it anymore, so I run to the bathroom and throw up. Cold sweat runs down my neck. I'm kinda scared as this has never happened before. The last time I threw up was when I was 7 and got car-sick.

I need to let my parents know, but I'm too weak to go down to the master bedroom. So I put on something comfortable and call mom's cell phone. Mom rushes up to my room followed by dad. I tell 'em what happened and mom's really nervous. Dad remains calm, however. From looking at me he doesn't think we need to go to the hospital. He tells me to drink plenty of liquid and try to go back to sleep.

He strokes my head, kisses me and says, "don't worry sweetheart, your gonna feel much better in the morning. Trust me!"

"Ok daddy," I reply smiling faintly.

Mom decides to sleep in my room as there's another bed there (the one Tania used to sleep in when we were sharing the room). Its comforting to have mom with me but that also means I have to sleep wearing clothes. Bummer! ;) After drinking lots of water and juice I lay back in bed and slowly fall back to sleep with Emo in my arms.

I wake up as the sun shines through my window. I look at the clock and its a few minutes after 8. Mom's not there. Everyone must be eating breakfast downstairs. I'm feeling better but still a little weak. I quickly wash up and head down to the dining room. Everyone's so happy to see me. I still have no appetite though, so I just eat like 3 pieces of fruits and drink a cup of hot tea.

Mom calls my doctor's office to see if she can see me this morning. She just wants to make sure I don't have anything serious. They happen to have an opening at 10:30. That means I won't be going to school this morning which is ok since I don't like that math class anyway, especially after the prof yelled at me the other day.**

"Are you going barefoot?" asks mom as were ready to leave for the doctor's office.
I'm like, "of course, mommy! The doctor has seen me barefoot before and she's fine with it."
"Yeah, but if your not feeling well maybe you should wear something on your feet!" she says.
I'm like, "aw come on mom, I'm fine!"

Mom doesn't argue any further but I find it amusing that after all these years she still tries to talk me out of going barefoot every now and then, despite knowing its an effort in futility. :)

My doctor is a young lady who once told me she also likes to go barefoot and does it occasionally when she's off work, but I've never run into her outside the clinic.

So I'm laying on the exam table with the bottoms of my feet facing mom as the doctor checks me out. The doc says she needs to go get something and will be right back.

When she's out of the room mom asks me, "how come your feet are so dirty already? We didn't walk that far from the car!"

U-oh, here comes trouble! I'm caught off guard and have no choice but to fess up.

So I cringe and I'm like, "oh...uh...because...well...I was really tired last night so I didn't wash my feet before going to bed."

Mom glares at me and opens her mouth ready to give me a tongue-lashing. Then as if by magic the door swings open and the doc is back in the room. Ohh...thank you universe!

The doc politely asks mom to wait outside as she wants to talk to me privately. So she asks me a few personal questions and gives me some advice. She believes I have some sort of food poisoning from something I ate yesterday. She says since I'm healthy, my body will take care of itself, so she doesn't even give me any medication. But she orders some tests just to be sure everything's fine.

By the time we leave the clinic mom has completely forgotten about my dirty feet as were talking about other stuff. Yes, life is magical like that. :) We decide to have an early lunch since I ate very little this morning and now I'm kinda hungry. We choose a vegetarian cafe in town. Mom says its better for my tummy and I agree.

After lunch we head back home. Normally I would now wash my feet but you know what? I'm actually thinking of going to school. I'd get bored at home and besides, I have 2 of my favorite classes this afternoon (Sociology and Psychology) which I'd hate to miss. I haven't made up my mind yet, though. Its only noon, and I have about an hour to relax and decide.

So I go up to my room with my feet still dirty. I read a chapter from the Psychology textbook and take a short nap. Its nice to nap in my own bed with Emo which I don't get to do very often.

At about 1pm I go down and ask mom if she's willing to drive me to campus and I can come home with Tania later. She's a little surprised and says I should just rest the entire day but after hearing my reasons, she agrees to take me.

Mom drops me off in front of the main campus. As soon as her car is out of sight I lite up a cigarette and smoke as I walk to class.

I won't be seeing my boyfriend today, so we'll just have to make it up tomorrow with a super hot one, lol.


6:30pm - I'm back home. Were going out for dinner tonight so my dirty feet go unwashed yet again :) Were going to a seafood resterant on the other side of the island, so we'll be leaving a little early - like in 15 minutes.

Dad decides to take the Mercedes SUV (GL 550) instead of the Toyota minivan. I quickly jump on the opportunity.

"Ooo daddy, can I drive? Please, please...?"
Dad looks at me and asks, "are you feeling well enough to drive? Its quite far, you know?"
"Of course, daddy! I'm as good as new!"
"Ok then," he says handing me the keys.
"Yay, thank you daddy!"
He smiles and hugs me. "Love you sweetheart!"
"Love you too daddy!"

At first I thought dad was going to sit in the front with me, but he lets Kevin (my little bro) do that instead.

I just love driving this GL 550. I feel like I'm piloting a luxury aircraft. At night the mood lighting makes it even more pleasant. Btw, I always drive barefoot. Even when I'm wearing flip flops I always take 'em off when I drive. That way I can feel the pedals really well. Some people believe its illegal to drive barefoot which is absolutely untrue! It should be the other way around - they should make it illegal to drive with anything on your feet as it impedes your control of the pedals.

I like to speed when driving our BMW convertible (which gives Kevin a thrill but makes mom nervous, lol), but with this car I just take it easy, especially with the whole family onboard.

Dad has The Moody Blues CD playing in the car. There's one particular song that I really like - Nights in White Satin and I sing along as it plays. Kinda strange to like a song that was released long before I was born. What's even stranger is that this is not a particularly happy song, especially the poem at the end called Late Lament which is a bit depressing, actually. Yet I feel good vibes when listening to this song. I find it sentimental and somewhat soothing.

I comment on that and mom says, "well, maybe because you have a positive disposition, so your able to filter out all the negative energy and take in the positive."

I'm like, "wow, that's pretty deep mom, and your oh, so sweet!"
"But its true!" she says as she hugs me from behind. "And I commend you for driving very smoothly tonight," she adds.
"Why, thank you mommy!"
You see, mom can be a little mean sometimes but I know she really loves me.

I really enjoy the sumptuous dinner at the resterant as I have fully regained my appetite.

As we get back into our town I ask mom and dad if its ok stop by the drug store as I need to buy shampoo and conditioner. They agree but tell me to just go in by myself as no one else needs anything from the store. So I park the car and walk across the lot to the store. I suddenly have a funny feeling that I'm being watched...by a lot of eyes.

Inside the store I take a look at my soles. Wow, their black from 2 days of going barefoot without being washed! I better wash 'em good when I get home. :) Or...should I just be like Tania and sleep in my filthy feet for another night? That'd be pretty wild! After all I'll be taking a shower tomorrow morning, so why waste water, right? But then again, I hate to make my tub all dirty. Well, I'll decide what to do later when I get home.

I grab the shampoo and conditioner and head to the cashier. Since I'm running low on cigarettes I decide to buy a pack. The cashier asks for my ID as I look under-age. "Is this for yourself?" she asks.
I'm like, "yeah." She smiles and says, "have a wonderful night!"
"Thanks, you too!" I reply.

"So did you get everything you need?" asks mom as I get back in the car.
"Yes, I did" I say, quickly handing the bag to Kevin for I don't want mom or dad to get ahold of it and see the contents. ;)

11.00pm - I'm reading in my room and there's a knock on my door. Its Kevin.
I'm like, "hey, what's up bud?"
"Lynn (my nickname), your not gonna believe this!" he says as soon as he sits down.
I'm like, "what?!"

"Ok, as you were walking towards the store we were all looking at you." (Aha, that explains the funny feeling I had)."You know...you were looking really hot in your outfit, barefoot and everything..." (I was wearing my favorite outfit - a pair of torn denim shorts and a cami with my midriff slightly exposed). "...you really looked like a..." he pauses.

"Yes...?" I ask with anticipation, smiling at the same time.
"Well...like a very free-spirited girl," he says.
I'm like, "oh..." breathing a sigh of relief as I was expecting to hear something worse, lol. "Ok, so what happened?" I asks.

"Well, mom said something very softly, almost whispering, to dad but I think everyone heard it, at least I did..." he pauses again.

So I'm like, "well come on, what did she say?"
"Um...she said, 'do you think she's pregnant?'"

I burst out laughing when I hear that. Mom must really be worried. "And what did dad say?"
"He said, 'well, I certainly hope not!'" and I laugh some more.

"What do YOU think Kev?" I asks teasingly.
"Well, I uh...I dunno, Lynn! It never occured to me until mom mentioned it. So...are you?" he asks back.

I can't contain myself anymore. "Hahahaha, you little twerp! Now get outta here, I wanna study!" and I smack his arm really good.
"Ow!" he screams as he walks out. I betcha his curiosity is even stronger now, lol.


8:20am a couple of days later.

We just get done eating breakfast when my phone rings. Its my doctor calling to tell me she got my test results back, and their all normal. So I pass on the good news to everyone. But I can't resist saying this, "Oh...by the way, I'm not pregnant. Sorry to disappoint you guys!"

Suddenly there's dead silence as everyone is shocked to hear that and they all look at me in disbelief while I grin in amusement.

"Whose talking about being pregnant?" asks Debbie breaking the silence.

Dad in his wisdom quickly tries to dissolve the awkward situation saying, "well, it did cross our minds but there's no disappointment here as were glad we were wrong, and were sorry we misjudged you, Lynn!"

"Its ok daddy, no big deal," and I go on to say, "but dad, what would you do if I was pregnant?"

"First of all, we'll always love you no matter what, and I hope you know that, but that doesn't mean its ok for you to just get pregnant. What we would do would depend on a lot of factors like who the father is, etc., and I'd rather not talk about it at this point since it would all be speculative as your not pregnant now."

"Ok, fair enough," I say still smiling.

Barefoot and not pregnant
Mom is tight-lipped the entire time, she doesn't even smile. I can tell she's not amused by my smart ass remarks. So I'm barefoot but not pregnant :) and how do I know? Well, that's a secret! :p

Now did you (yeah, you reading this!) also think I was pregnant? Are you happy that I'm not? Or perhaps you were hoping I was, as you think I deserve it for being so free and naughty? Well, sorry to disappoint you, lol. Or maybe you don't give a  f c u k?  Fine! :p

Thanks for reading. From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. Yes, even when you get sick and your family thinks your pregnant :) So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

*Clean vs dirty bare feet
**Going barefoot in college

Disclaimer: This blog does not advocate smoking. You should not smoke especially if you are pregnant!

Dec 29, 2014

A Day in the Life of a Barefoot College Student

by Sharleen W.L.

I just started college a few months ago and so far I'm loving it. There is so much more freedom than in high school and not the least is the ability to go to school barefoot.

barefoot college student
This article is an account of a typical Monday. Unlike many people, I love Mondays coz to me its the start of a brand new week full of opportunities, a new chapter in my book of life ready to be filled with exciting experiences and adventures.

Its 7am and I wake up feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. Actually I'm having a bad cold, so my nose is pretty stuffy but I feel rested nontheless and excited about the day ahead.

After washing up and everything, I walk over to the game room to join the family for our morning meditation. Its dad's idea to meditate together every morning and everyone loves it. The room has an ocean view and the sound of waves adds to the serenity.

My 2 older sisters Debbie and Tania, and little brother Kevin are already there and I bid them good morning as I walk in.

"Good morning Lynn" (my nickname), "how are you this morning?" asks Debbie.

"Oh wonderful!" I reply with my congested voice.

She laughs and says, "that's what I love about you. You always have a positive attitude even when your not feeling that great."

"Well, that's how you feel better," I reply smiling and sniffling.

Tania is sitting next to her crossed legged, her feet dirty as usual lol, and she winks at me. "Now that we no longer sleep in the same room, I don't have to catch a cold everytime you do anymore," she says and I grin cheerfully.

Yeah, Tania and I shared a bedroom until just recently when our oldest brother Steve got married and moved out, and she moved into his room.

Mom and dad walk in a couple minutes later and we start our meditation. After that we head down to the dining room as mom has prepared a healthy and yummy breakfast.

After breakfast Tania and I leave for school. She used to take the bus but since I started college we decided to drive as its easier for us to hang out together and go places after school which we really enjoy. I'm wearing my favorite outfit - a pair of destroyed denim shorts and a cami. Oh, and were both barefoot, of course. We don't even bring slippers (flip flops) along.

Its her turn to drive today so I can just sit and relax and prop my bare feet on the dashboard. We both love to do that. Our car is a BMW convertible and we always drive it with the top down when its not raining, and not seldom we draw cute guys' attention. :) We don't put our bare feet up when mom is with us though, as she hates it and would yell at us.

We arrive at the campus parking lot around 9:30. We have to walk quite a bit to our classes but they don't start until 10, so we actually have ample time. We walk leisurely to the main campus and part ways to go to our classes.

Although there are a few other barefoot students on campus, I'm usually the only one barefoot in most of my classes, but that never bothers me. I love to be different.

My first class happens to be Math which is not my favorite but is a required course so I just have to make the best of it.

The professor is an older man who is quite stern. I'm sitting next to David and were talking and giggling softly as the prof is lecturing. Suddenly he barks at us, "David and Sharleen, you wanna talk?! Maybe you should both go outside and talk!" All heads turn towards us and we just look down feeling embarrassed. I feel like I'm back in elementary school, being scolded in class, haha!

As he continues lecturing I glance at David, and I can tell he's pissed. As were walking out he says, "I can't believe he treated us like little kids, how dare he embarrassed us in front of the whole class!" I tell him to just take it easy and cheer up as its not worth feeling miserable over, and wish him a wonderful rest of the day.

My next class won't be until after lunch, so I get together with some of my other classmates to discuss the math problems the prof gave us. We sit under a huge banyan tree where its nice and cool. They look at my bare feet and one of them asks, "are you always barefoot?" and another one says, "yeah, do you ever wear shoes?"

I laugh and say, "I hate wearing shoes and have not worn them since I graduated from high school. I go barefoot everywhere most of the time, just wear flip flops every now and then." and their like, "wow!"

I do own shoes though, but only wear 'em to formal occasions like weddings and stuff like that.

I reach for a cigarette in my backpack and lite it up. My friends are like, "Oh no, here you go again!" and I giggle. You see, they have been giving me sh!t about it, telling me how bad it is and everything. But I'm not addicted, I only smoke 1 or 2 a day and i can quit whenever I want to. And I always try to blow the smoke away from others.

I have to admit I'm being a bit rebellious. Smoking, like going barefoot is frowned upon by many and I love breaking taboos, and in college I have the freedom to do it.

Just wanna make something clear, though. I'm not advocating it. Even Tania whose pretty rebellious herself says smoking is not in alignment with my generally positive attitude toward life and overall healthy lifestyle. Something that makes me go "hmm," lol.

Now barefooting is a little different, as there's actually health benefits of doing it. So I do recommend you try it. You can read a post about it on this blog.

After the study session I walk over to the cafetaria to have lunch with my boyfriend Rick. He is not a barefooter but doesn't mind me going barefoot all the time. I take a quik look at my soles as I'm seated. Their greyish, not really that dirty yet. Cool! After lunch we walk over to his dorm room.

He doesn't have any roomate which is nice so we can have really hot...er...well, I can't say it but I think most of you know what I mean, hehe! You see, I can't get through a day without it. It kinda gives me an energy boost. Its one of the things that make life magical! (When my little bro Kevin read this he said it sounded like coffee. Hmm...lol).

I feel a little tired today though, maybe because of my cold too. So I take a short nap (or power nap as Tania likes to call it) in his room before going to my next class. I'm lucky to have a bf who lives in the dorm so I don't have to nap in the library like Tania.

After like 20 minutes Rick wakes me up as its time to go to my first afternoon class. As it happens quite often when I'm having a bad cold, I have snot flowing out my nose while asleep (eew! I know, sorry! lol). I don't have any tissue with me, so Rick runs across the hallway to the bathroom (which is for boys only) and gets me some toilet paper to blow my nose.

He scolds me, "I can't believe a pretty girl like you can be so gross! Your a college student, not a preschooler! How can you not carry any tissue when your having a cold!" I just giggle and tell him I forgot. He calms down and tells me he loves me anyway, and that actually one of the things he likes about me is that I'm wild and carefree.

My next class is Sociology, a really interesting subject. Its a bit of a walk, and today I get there a little early like 20 minutes before the class starts. Hmm...what should I do? I think I have time for another cigarette, so I lite one up and head to the grassy area next to the building. I sit down cross legged with my sun glasses on, and enjoy my cigarette.

Suddenly I hear someone call out my name, "Sharleen!" I look back and see my friend Jennifer walk towards me. We happen to be in the same Sociology class.

I wave to her and she's like, "Hey, I didn't know you smoke!"
"Well, now you do!" I reply giggling. "Want one?" I offer her a cigarette.
"Oh no, no! I don't smoke, and you shouldn't either!" she says disapprovingly.
I'm like, "Well, I only smoke 1 or 2 a day, no big deal."
"What, 1 or 2 packs?"
"Haha, no! 1 or 2 cigarettes!"
"Oh...but still, its better to not smoke at all coz its like putting poison into your body. Every little bit can hurt."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'll quit when I'm ready to," I reply calmly with a smile.
She's like, "ok, fine!"

Soon I finish my cigarette and its time to go to class, so I throw the butt on the ground and say to Jen, "hey, watch this!" as I squash it under my bare sole then pick it up with my toes and put it in the trash.

She's quite impressed. "Wow, that's pretty cool! Although kinda gross hahaha! Doesn't it hurt though?"

"Nope! The skin of my soles has become pretty thick from walking barefoot all the time, so it doesn't hurt. It just feels a little warm, that's all. But hey, don't ever tell my parents that you saw me smoking, ok...or I'll be dead meat!" I say to her.

"Ahaha! Now I know how to blackmail you!" she says. So I kick her butt (playfully) and she's like, "owww!" and we both giggle and walk to class.

Jen and I have been good friends since elementary school. She doesn't go barefoot but doesn't like shoes either, so she wears flip flops all the time.

There's some handouts for us at the front of the class, so we walk over to get one. The instructor, an older lady, looks at my bare feet and smiles. I smile back and sit down next to Jen.

My second afternoon class, and the last one for the day, is Psychology which is one of my favorites. So although its getting towards the end of the day I still manage to be alert.

As I get out of that class, I head to the library to meet Tania, and we walk back to the car. I look at the bottoms of my feet and their pretty yucky now after walking barefoot around campus all day. The little black spot from the cigarette is still there.

☺ Intermission ☺

Let's watch this cool video of barefoot Cornell students. Notice what the reporter says in the beginning: "...there has been an increased presence of barefoot students on campus." That's awesome!


Well, its only 4:30 so Tania and I decide to go to our favorite Starbucks near campus to hang out and have some latte before heading home. That way we also avoid the peak of rush hour traffic.

"So did you have another hot one today?" she asks as we sit down and I'm like, "yep sure did! and it was really good after not having any all weekend." and she's like, "aw you lucky lil devil! I'm so f'ing jealous!" We both laugh. College life is fantastic.

I call mom to ask if were eating in or out tonight. She says were eating out which means I don't have to wash my feet when I get home. I'll just wipe them really good on the door mat so I don't track a lot of lose dirt in. I'll wash my feet when we get home from dinner.

We arrive home around 6:30 and we have a little time before heading out again for dinner, so I hang out with Kevin in the backyard by the pool and talk about life. :)

At 7:15 we all get in the minivan and dad drives us to our favorite casual resterant by the beach where we have a really nice dinner. Tania and I are the only ones barefoot. While walking in I step on something sticky on the floor and my right sole is all sticky now, yuck! But that's part of living the barefoot lifestyle. On the way home we stop by Baskin Robbins for some ice cream, yum yum!

We get back home around 9:30, I wash my feet in front of the garage and head upstairs to my room to do homework and study a little.

The night is cool and breezy, so the AC is off, and I leave the windows open. I hear crickets chirping in the garden down below and the waves breaking in the distant. Very soothing! My feet are clean, well not squeeky clean but good enough, so I put them up and sit cross legged at my desk and get started with my homework.

11:15pm, and I'm done studying. Now it's time to wind down and get ready for bed. So I play some relaxing music on my computer and pick up my favorite personal development book - The Power by Rhonda Byrne. Its a great book which I've read before but I'm re-reading it as I always learn something new everytime.

I read for about half an hour, then I sit on the floor and meditate for 10 minutes with the music still playing softly. As I'm done I walk to the bathroom and take everything off (yes, everything), brush my teeth and blow my nose. I laugh as I recall what happened in the dorm earlier.

I turn off the music and lights and climb into my comfy queen bed. Being able to feel the soft pillows and sheets with my entire body is very sensuous - something those who sleep wearing anything miss out on. I grab Emo my teddy bear and cuddle him. Ahh...he is also very soft! I'm very sleepy, otherwise I would play a little. ;)

Its past midnight and a wonderful day has come to an end but no worries, a new one awaits me in the morning. Now its time for some sweet dreams as the sounds of crickets still chirping and the waves in the distant lull me to sleep...

Well, I hope you enjoyed reading about my typical barefoot day. Btw, Tania said I should learn to spell better, especially now that I'm a college student. :p But she didn't make any corrections, so this article was posted as-is. So sorry for my bad spelling. If you can catch all the mistakes, that is. :p

From paradise Hawaii this is Sharleen reminding you that life is magical. Yes, even when your having a bad cold and a prof yells at you, lol. So...

Aloha, and have a magical day!

Next post: Barefoot and pregnant - another fun article.

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