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CLARA dominique
COW?
twenty eight september nineteen eighty seven
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Sunday, July 10, 2005

updating is really such a hassle.
here's the lowdown for the month/s:
ONE: i've been desperately trying to follow my mugging schedule, which turns out only worked for a day.
TWO: rollerblading has become my past time.
yes, it helps me kill time and calories.
THREE: i'm on a diet.
and no, you didn't hear wrongly.
i can proudly say i haven't eaten rice for 5 days already.
that's the main lowdown.

yesterday night was funscarytastic.
earlier in the afternoon-evening, she and i decided to go to the art museum.
it was really different from what i normally do.
i do appreciate art but i wouldn't stare into a painting for what seems forever.
whilst doing that, you can actually hear the silence in the room.
we kept giggling in the art auditorium because we couldn't understand the questions in her assignment.
besides that, we felt out of place and spoke at a level of whispers.
even the whispers could be heard behind the four walls.
it was empty of people, white walls and massive art work all over.
nonetheless, some of the art work were worth the stare that seemed forever.
so after the whole thing, we met up with michelle and hayley and koko and cortes and her friends.
we had dinnerr, walked and landed ourselves into grange road's abandoned house.
i really don't understand how i got myself to get into the house.
i could nearly cry.
she and i walked last and we heard SOMEONE ELSE walking up behind us.
so i being the mofo, made her look down to see if anyone was walking behind.
apparently, there wasn't.
everyone heard it later and scary as it is, none of us were moving.
WHO WAS WALKING UP BEHIND US?
i really don't want to know.
so we left and hung out at cineleisure to cool off and get a drink and parted a half hour later.
i met up with my sister after for drinks at thumper.
CHOCOLATE MARTINI, i could drink till death do us part.
i got in even though the cut off age for girls was 25.
and hell was it weird, with people around you way olderrrrrrr.
you could get older guys staring at you, which isn't comforting.
(but i saw a really cute guy beside me dancing, just that he was a little hyper on it.)
SIGH.
the perfect aren't always as they seem.
anyhoots, it's time for a fruit bar and telly the tv.

CHOCOLATE MARTINI next week, i swear!

5:57:00 PM

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