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i still eat grapes for dinner

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Monday, September 20, 2010 Photobucket
DON'T LAUGH OKAY

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NICOLA OOOOI remember this?!

our sequin covered costume and craaaazy neon tutu, used all the way back in our mulan ballet dance. that explains the weird yellow flowers eh. yes nic i still have mine ;D

btw we were classmates for two years, and at std6 we found out that we were in jean gan, dancing mulan together :)

"wait! go two mulan dances wun! one's the normal one, mine's the one where you have to jump and blow the handkerchief!"
"YA YA that's mine alsoooo!"
*insert girly giggles*


loooooooool.

oh and i remember on that day before my performance, my brother bought some mangosteens. i wanted to have some but my mom didn't allow me cause it'll stain my costume. oh ya, also my mom didn't know how to do the traditional-chopstick-in-hair thing. so i was reprimanded because i didn't go to the concert fully dressed.


LALALALALA