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It's the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time. Tallulah Bankhead
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Fabulaso Five.
Friday, October 16, 2009 @ 3:30 AM

Fee-oh-na, Eh-the-line, yeee-jie, Sher-mayne, Jo-lo.
The vulgar queen
The yet to be named queen.
The stoning queen.
The Kanchiong queen.
The blur and late queen.

I should really stop sleeping late, oversleeping, sleeping at the wrong time, be late for meetups, and rush, in a panic, taking the wrong side of the train. I took the Joo Koon side from Paya Lebar Mrt, when my destination was Tampines Mrt. This is not surprising, it isn't the first time. I don't think it's ever the last. I'm just too eager to get on A train. I ended up being later than late, so the girls and i decided not to go to ikea anymore. Which was even better. Not only do we have a 30% discount off being students at Pastamania, we also do not have to worry about lugging any furniture home. The last time Yijie and i went, oh my we brought lamps. Yes, LAMPS. I have no idea where mom chucked it away but it was only $3.90! So, cheap. And joy brought five at a go. Impulsive huh. I only do that for clothes. Okay, oh well, and food. Anyway, I ordered some clam pirelli and ended up complaining, demanding for a new plate because i tasted the beach in it. Apparently i was chewing on sand. Because i only complained after eating half a plate, i ate half of the new plate and couldn't take it anymore. We left for the arcade before the chef could kill me. Oh-em-gee the arcade was soooo fun. I dont know what happened to our childhood. But we played air hockey and we were frantically blocking the goal area, screaming our lungs out when we almost scored, and hugged for victory. Tough game, i think i tripped alot of people because i extended my leg and bag out when i was bending down to aim for the goal. Obviously, i acted oblivious when people tripped. Fiona told me she saw a guy suddenly disappear as he walked behind me omg hilarious, i cracked up when i heard. After spending quite a bomb on the arcade games, we left for this shoe shop, where we spent i think probably half an hour. Girls are so fickle minded sometimes i can't stand myself either. After wasting the salesgirl's time, we headed back to school. Just as we were saying that when 15 comes, we would have to run, voila it came. The kanchiong queen just screamed run and as i was zipping my bag halfway, ignoring stares from probably the whole world with our yells we sprinted  for the bus. No surprise, we missed it. Which bus driver would want five insane girls, really. So we hailed a cab to school. HAH, CHEAPER THAN BUS. It was just like eighty cents each because the kind cab driver accepted the five of us. Yada, that's another new clique. <3