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Friday, November 16, 2007
F is for Feeling Good, Fashion and For Not Being A Sore Loser


When I'm down in the dumps, I open a fashion magazine or browse the FRUiTS community and I immediately feel better. When that doesn't work, I throw open my closet and start planning outfits because I can. Somehow, looking at clothes is my therapy. Some people eat when they're stressed, I buy fashion magazines.

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YE Awards were today. Woke up at 6.45am to get to school by 7.20 am so we could arrive at Federal Hotel on time. It was a stupid event anyway, Damansara Utama and Tropicana kinda just swept everything so the only thing we won was the Best Teamwork award. HAH. Whatever. Oh, and Subang Utama is a noisy school. I hate them and their bad English.

And DU's annual report? WE WERE SO ROBBED. Motherfuckers, our Annual Report was the best and the goddamn judges were just too blind to see it. Serious, I'm not being prejudiced or biased but what's done is done.

Met the US Ambassador as well. I had a handshake and a conversation with him. And that, is my five minutes of fame. LAWL.

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Sammie's leaving for Rome tonight! :D :D :D && we talked about obese people before she left. She told me this show she watched on TV where this 750 pound guy asked his nurse out while she washed the folds on his back. I feel nauseous just thinking about it. ((Obviously, she turned him down))

Lastly:
Sammie, MIU MIU DELAVE TOTE PLZ.


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