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Saturday, March 26 11:14 AM


there's where i heard melancholic tunes, my eyes filled with tears.

i'm coming up with a new layout soon. "a world of feminism". my nose have a tendency to bleed easily due to weather circumstances. i'm sitting here on my fat chair savouring the chocolate riches of my toberone bar.such sheer delight.

went town with jinli, kris and clara yesterday. a truckload of fun.and with my glamourous camera around, there's no need to worry about not bring back a load of wonderful memories we had in the evening.and that's when you have constant buzz in your ears to have upload photos into not only your com, but into web stations where it makes it convient for your friends to view. but it's like once in a while when you go out.and definately, we took like 60 over pictures as i was uploading and came to realise.

we dine at some high-class restraunt according to me. which is SWENSENS.a high class restraunt for my kind of standard. ate mouth-watering chicken bake rice. those scrumptious food delights are moments when i ever get to finish even the last grain of rice on the sizzling hot plate.and jinli's one pathetic cup of sprite was not even the least worth it.imgaine it. paying $3.5o for just one cup of sprite.but that's what you mostly expect from high-class restraunts. after a whole filling sizzling hot plate of yummy bake rice comes the desserts.what you expect most when coming to swensens is ice-cream for desserts. they were so tempting. when you see the big glass bowl filled with all the flavours of the world, you just feel like taking the spoon in your right hand, hugging the bowl so close to you and just greedily finish it in a split second. can you get the picture?

went to my favourite fashionista fab shop, ZARA. i can vividly remember when was the last time i went there wanting to buy my brown pants. when i last touch the opening door. i can hardly go into that shop filled with prettypretty clothes without getting out of the shop not carrying a zara shopping bag. so, i'm trying to say i bought a new shirt. a sholder-off top which has the perfect, loveliest words scribbled on it. 'sparkle rock air guitar'

walked alot. and i almost forgot. my new heels were making me on the verge of crying.i was in such tremendous pain. haha. actually, not. but it did gave me blisters everywhere. i was struggling to walk properly and having to keep dealing with my heels. but i love them still. cause they still felt and look good. see, looks can be decieving. and never never judge a book by its cover. i've heard that unteempt times. ( i hope i used that word correctly)

bought this tie-a-not green sequined belt with clara. i bet i wont use it for long cause i'm not use to those kind. i'll give it a shot. 'bring it on, hotties." haha. and we saw jessica liu somewhere oppsite heeren. oh, at the traffic light. and once again, with my glamourous camera, we took individual pictures with her. i love it! :) so that was how yesterday went about.

i bet everyone can wait to see THIS don't mind captions being all jumbled up cause it was pretty screwed. thank me for uploading. password : town.

loved