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Another night of self pity.
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Friday, March 09, 2007, 5:18 PM
The prom was a blast. Muslim food wasn't that bad, in fact, was better.Thanks sze's dad for giving me a ride, thanks sze for allowing me to make a mess at her place + shop with me, thanks peggy for the necklace + looking high and low for the clutch, thanks bernice for doing my french manicure for me + shop with me All that led to the success of the whole prom. I wasn't the most stupefied person there but am the most happiest. All my girls were there and we had great fun. Pics are all not with me. Till then. Everyone was well dressed, the food were sumptuous (mayb i was really hungry), the dance is lame but all of us did it. All the TMD the preparation suddenly seems worth it. Forget about the pain on the feet. Forget about the fats oozing out. Forget about that aggie that irritates the hell out of me. Forget about everything. Overall, I enjoyed myself. |
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