Met darling at school, to settle some stuff before heading town, for shopping! (:

She was such an angel, I swear. She accompanied me, and walked from LV, to Chanel, to Burberry, to Dior, to Fendi, to Gucci, to Prada, to YSL, and then back to Burberry again, to look for a wallet.
I had enough with all my messed up cards, and receipts, and coins and notes. Ah!
Ah, how can I not love you, right?! And she did all that, on her killer stilettos. Aw (:

Oh, and I am in love with the YSL flipflops! Get it? No! But. Yes!
Ignore me.

So, anyway. We cabbed to Holland Village for some Cold Rock loves. YAY.

HONEYCOMB AND FRECKLES. Standard (:
But sad enough, wasn't available. BITCH! How can honeycomb always run out ):
I had to find something! So, Boysenberry wasn't bad either!

Bb picked us up, and we had dinner at House!


I was fascinated by the menu. Haha, like newspaper!
Made it seemed a little not so appetizing, though.


Bb's got a thing for red wine, ever since I got uber drunk from it -.-
I got phobia, k!

But, I still love you. All the same (:

And my husband Angeline.
She's giving me a 10 carat, grade D diamond ring.
RIGHT?!

FOOD!

I have become a pretty big eater, recently.
I DON'T WANT TO BE FAT ):

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