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Hello!
We're fabulous and we know it

The Girls

Friends since we were thirteen, its quite amazing we're still friends since we are all so different. From left: Alice, Szejia, Liyi, Qiuyi, Dorothy, Tan Yun, Liting, Anne, and Wanqing

Fashion Nation
Dorothy and Wanqing's genius
idea, originated from the
classrooms of Cedar where they flipped magazines during breaks. Just another reason to add on to why we're fabulous - there are fashion gurus amongst us!

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Credits
Designer: The designer
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Oh yes, we've made the mark.

I don't know, but Alice, you're not the only one exhausted. So am I, in fact. Exhausted with what, I have no idea, seeing that I've been taking it easy with schoolwork, do not have a social life (seeing that I'm sitting in hall typing this out at 11.42pm), and have no boyfriend to lose sleep over.

Must have been the spate of friendship things going on, then. With no rainbow aura of love protecting me, I don't have a distraction to keep my mind sharp from realising that things are pretty much falling apart. Friends are not supposed to be sullen or snappish to each other, yet I realise with increasing tendencies that I've been subjected to such treatment.

So, from here to the 200th post, my goal is love and peace and cordiality all around, regardless of what kind of PMS, moodswings, relationship-affected moods and such.

I think this happy flower is withered and dried, man. I'm on my way to happy flower heaven.
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