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title:It's not the same.
date:Saturday, November 04, 2006 | Saturday, November 04, 2006




Ice cream was good.
It's been a long time since I've had lunch with my ballet friends. Ate with Keri and met Cheryl.W after that cause she had to go for lunch with some person she did'nt even want to go for lunch with. So, we had to save her from her lunch date by calling her to come meet us. We were at wisma looking for a brown abercrombie shirt for Keri. It had to be brown.. so yeah. So, we accompanied her all the way to the other end of Orchard and at the end of it, Keri was complaining. hahah, that funny girl. She kept repeating what she wanted until Cheryl and I remembered everything on her list.
Okay... so ballerinas are supposed to be really graceful and good with their balance, but while we were walking around, I tripped over a curb, Cheryl tripped at the Far East Plaze escalator and Keri tripped over the other escalator. Graceful aren't we? Anyways, we had to buy corn soup from Mos Burger just as Ms Emi ordered and we came in late for the second practice. Recital practices are alright. Getting better. I HATE LEG LIFTS!!! Right now, all our butts and backs hurt.
We're hanging in there.