sábado, 22 de noviembre de 2008

Black Nails...

Black nails.
Little Black Dress.
A touch of silver in her hair.

Looks like someone I know can definitely pull off a hair band…


01:30 A. flashing her VIP card at Shabai, cutting the “normal people” queue short with a smile.
If party doesn’t go to A., then A. must come to the party.

03:30 A., C., M. and I. taking themselves pictures and dancing like dervish, with a group of very annoying boys surrounding them and trying to score. Good luck with that one…

03:35 Our lovely girls escaping through the crowd, looking for a place to hide (and another drink, PLEASE) wondering, “where did all the cute guys go??” Life is so effin’ tough sometimes… right, girls? But don’t you panic just yet, after all, there’s always next Friday!
Cute boys of the world, beware. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

MIA: B. Anyone know where she is? Would love to get an APB* on her. Let me know if you’ve seen her.

You know you love me,

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