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Salut. The name is Ivy. She gets a year older every 18th November. Butterflies aren't really on her List of Nice Things. She loves her BFFs and TENNIS :D. Okay, and she doesn't know what else to say so she will stop here.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Clique (missing ahneh :D); Bong, Pi, Vy.
TRYING OUT OUTFITS (:

HAHA. The two people in uniform (muneera and syafiqah) lent some of our classmates their raya outfits to change into for tomorrow's raya visiting to their places. Note: LADIES ONLY (:

Honestly, I'm pretty STOKED.
Anyways. Meeting Bong before going to their houses. Will go home and bathe, change and dressup. Hoho. (:

Camera, lights, food, gossip, laughter, heels, makeup, pretty pretty outfits and faces in a whole new light.

Shall put aside studies for this day, have fun and let loose. Bong's enthusiasm is really infectious, that silly girl. Hahas.

P.S. I realize I'm pretty multicultural! :D
Vaanavil in a saree and now, Hari Raya in a kebaya. My first time visiting malay friends; I know it's gonna be crazy.

P.P.S Shall layer my hair on Friday. Not sure if it will suit me, but worth a try; I need to snip off those blasted splitties anyways. Hopefully after the cut, my hair length wouldn't be shortened by too much. Most importantly, the ponytail shouldn't look like an eggplant anymore.
On the down side, however, if this screw up, Prom's a goner.