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Wednesday, August 26, 2009



SOooo… It waS LikE So AweSome. I ShoPped For PrADa and gOt myself like a waLLet anD a Bag. Of Course thAt’s not The shOCKing! parT. ListeN, tHe baG is in ShOcking! Pink LikE O.M.G! My Pun waS sooo iNtendeD. Ha.Ha.

FeRRagaMo was A lil disappoIntMent buT it’s oK, it woNt damAge My wAlleT, new One at That, like helloOo….

Don’t You Just HaTE mE Paris?

*flips hair*



dear mr & mrs bloggie….

Yes, as you can see, Milan was where I landed few days ago. Weather, bloody hot, needless to say, caused me to suffer a minor sore throat and, not a moment too soon, the rest followed suit. Fever can be such a bummer.
Bluergh.

Nevertheless, my agenda was met and I couldn’t be happier. Well, I could if I have million bucks in my bank account but that’s a totally different story altogether.

I digress.

Wretchedly, I didn’t manage to visit Venice this time yet again but the very good company I had compensated for everything. I bunked in in Cassandra’s room and everyday was a holiday for us- except for that day that we had to go Barcelona for a short lil while.

Other than that, I had a jolly good time. Money was well spent on “investments” (and food.)

Remember my entry regarding my visit to Milan last year? Ahh…. Shame on me for not stepping foot on Prada’s floor.

This time I did, and I got out of the store a very happy happy lady. I kind of needed the splurge because one, I was initially depressed at one period of time, and second, I deserve this break, don’t you think so?

The Bunk mate who survived Me, Cassandra.

The Gentlemen. Jason (above) and Rizal (below).

My sweetlings:
(From left: Emily, Cassandra, Fazilah, ME, Tracy d Perempuan Giler, Tung Li)

Milan is, as always, beautiful so using up all my vocabs describing it is, at this time, unnecessary. So presenting to you my “fierce”photos should suffice aye. Ya uh Tyra, I'm working it~

Till then.

Ciao!

cinta
fasyalba

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Thursday, August 20, 2009



dear mr & mrs bloggie…

Nothing beats having time spent with the cousins, mine at that. I was in my element and loud laughter definitely eased my stomach cramps away. Those, a hot cup of tea, our newfound love of a game, Tribond, and jolly company with the rain pouring (perfect timing) was just right. I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else.

We met Cuz Kat's latest addiction, Isaac, and our noisy welcome was more than enough to send him away. Nevertheless, he stayed so we’re good.
*chuckles*

Initially, the board game that I had bought (all the way from San Francisco wor) was a spoiler because everyone was bummed it wasn’t as fun as I thought it should be. But as time progressed, it was plain to see we couldn’t leave just yet. We were hooked. Thank goodness. That game was heavy. Gahhh.




I forgot how easy it was to be just me. A noisy and annoying me makes me feel so good. I thank my cousins for this. I just hope happy moments like this come every so often so I won’t die of a heart attack…..

Or a depression, at least. God forbid.

cinta
fasyalba

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