My Girls...

The blondi's Vs. The brunett's....

My girls & i.
Its what you wear from ear to ear not from head to toe.
they say.
We gathered,partiedd & ate bak kut teh at 5 in the morning...
I guess thats why its called a 'Girls nite out'?
*if only you knew how tired i was*
BUT Nat wouldnt take NO for answer.....
BEST PART, I wore flat shoes(that came in handy at the very end of the night) and a very annoying dress that kept hooking onto other people's clothes...
tee....
I guess thats why its called a 'Girls nite out'?
*if only you knew how tired i was*
BUT Nat wouldnt take NO for answer.....
BEST PART, I wore flat shoes(that came in handy at the very end of the night) and a very annoying dress that kept hooking onto other people's clothes...
tee....
My camera keeps dying on me, I think i need a new one Daddy O' *hinthint*, if only la he read my blog but I DOUBT IT!
SO,
SO,
I've decided to longer wait for that Reply and start looking elsewhere...
I needed that night out & im as broke as a cow.
need to sleep.
Again, toodles ohh..
I needed that night out & im as broke as a cow.
need to sleep.
Again, toodles ohh..
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