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Shopping with the BFFs

Tuesday, October 28, 2008 at 1:02 AM


I went shopping with the best friends forever pair/duo/twins today. HAHAHAHHAHA. It was kinda good considering the fact that I got a few cheap deals and I love cheap thrills omg so happy like I'm flying in the sky.


:D Handsome. But me likes Chuck mores.


Trying to be retro. HAHAHAAHA. But nope, not going to J1 Bash. Atrium wtf? Hall I'd go. Atrium, no! *stares in horror*


The BFFs. Teri behaves like... Eunice's gf? OMG.


See the shortie in the middle. She was trying very hard to squeeze in. HAAHAHAHHA. And she keep scolding me and my camera cause it's too slow. Must be tiptoe until leg pain. HAHAHAHA SUCKER.


Don't know why I'm posting this. Cause I think it's retarded? And when I put it as my display picture everyone thinks that my face is idiotic. AND I like being idiotic. HAHAAHHAHA. I'm cool like that. Life's great like that. ;)

And I think that a cardigan should stay as a cardigan. It should never try to be a hoodiecardigan by mating with a hoodie. Because a hoodie is a hoodie. A cardigan is a cardigan. They shouldnt cross-breed because they will have UGLY BABIES. Like a hoodiecardigan that I bought. EEW. YUCKS. URGH.


Cinnamon doughnut omg yummy oishi omg best omg drool omg hungry. Now I'm hungry it's 1.17am. T_T


LOL bought this dress today. Can you see that I drew the belt on cause I have no belt. HAHAHAHHA. Nice drawing? :D And the hoodiecardigan I bought is cheap and ugly and I doubt I'd ever wear it omggggggggggggg. Waste $$$$$$$$$$$

Everytime I go shopping = confirm + chop buy something that I'd not wear. I don't know why too. Sometimes it's either I buy things that is too low cut and I feel like my boobs are gonna spill out when I wear it, or it has a weird cutting that makes me look weirder than I already am as a person. Or it is actually ugly and I was hypnotised when I bought it.

Life sucks like that. Can I throw it back into the past and get my money back?

OP Dry Run again tomorrow omg forever.
Chinese A's is on Thursday and I have no idea where's my textbook. I threw all my Chinese notes away but there's only very little because I've not done any Chinese comprehension and I did only 3 or 4 compositions, out of 8 or 9.

:S

OP the Exam is on 6th November. The LAST DAY. WTF. And then we have lectures on 10Nov and beyond. So that means I'd have no school for a few days only. Other people can enjoy but we'd be stucked in school. Don't tell me there's I&R cause the percentage that I&R will stand is around 5%? So little.

Wahlau. :(

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