my friends are perfect. in their little, imperfect lives. from having to put up with crazy bosses, to sudden drives to malacca. even those who claim that 3inch heels are "killer" (while the shorter ones chorus "welcome to my world") to those who simply are there, constant and mostly unchanging.
much love. lunch was good. at least there was none of the fighting for taxi with blueblouse-wearing girls. :)
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should i be worried that TheMother appears less than thrilled at The News? also, am mildly surprised nothing seems to have changed for the worse with the announcement. perhaps i've been too cynical about this?
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