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Sunday, November 15, 2009


A day at Town with Erica


Lek planned to go braiding but the shop closed alr, so saad.
Walk walk talk talk and headed to Wasabi Teh to makan!
Ultimate shiokness!!



While q-ing up, there's this couple also q-ing infront of us and they are soooo irritating!!



Forever busy with her bb. TskTsk








They were like saying (between themselves), why are we doing this(taking photos) while queueing up, then I was like, why can't we?
Know something such as minding your own business??
AT LEAST WE DON'T DRESS LIKE SAILORMOON.


HAHA, get a life.



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