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Sunday, April 27, 2008

♥ Sunday Spent

Marianne's Malaysian Breakfast
Marcus, my cousin is checking out the old man ;)
Arnold my yam cha buddy. =)

Marianne went to Pavilion and didn't buy anything. For those who know me very well. This would be a WORLD RECORD. Went there. Met up with my closest of the closest friend, Eric who teman-ed me and crapped the entire day. He asked me to go to prom with him. LOL. As if I would. So far I've heard HELP is HOPELESS when it comes to EXTREMELY hot guys. My mother on the other hand bought 3 tops from Zara and Bebe. I wanted to find a YELLOW purse but to no avail. Hinting here. Marc Jacobs was so preeettty. Their fragrance line wasn't anything great. But there was one bottle that caught my eye. DAISY.

Love,
Mari.

♥ And I will annoy you. ♥

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