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Girl On Queen Street


Sunday, August 12, 2007
Baybeats 2007, My Fourth.


it got drafted away, but managed to sail back to shore, in due time.

From the rooftop, it looked like an army of ants, all busy indulging in a common activity; enjoying a performance. Be it Baybeats or the National Day Preview, everyone was anticipating something. Down in the midst of mat-city, two girls, finally indulge in each other's company, as they watch hot aussie boys serenade the bay with oh-so deliciously good music.

Good Music + Gooder Company + Goodest Bestfriend = That Blissful Feeling.

The afternoon was spent unnecessarily mood-swinging with bf. Then dance prac at the underground brought me back to insanity. And the somewhat anticipated-yet-not evening came, and i liked it. alot alot.

Passer-by friends, many i bumped into there. Blasts of moments reminisced with better days being brought up. Smiles across faces, tinted hearts, i miss them.
The night ended with Her Hero's random moments splashed with Ardy Fardy's facetious "eh"s.
All in all, i unexpectedly had a good time. if only we could make it last longer. but hey, all good things come to an end, eventually, right.

6th August 2007



10:26 PM