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Saturday, January 5, 2008 12:37 AM

My lazy butt was finally up to posting some pictures. We caught Sharapova's match last Sunday night. She's such a fierce player, I'd never ever dare to play against her. Other than that, mel and i bought dresses and lingerie at 50% off! And i bought a pair of Guess heels at half price too. Things like that make me, so, freaking happy.


The whole little gang. From left to right, tessa; my very tall cousin, zenn; my ball-like brother, shannlongkingkong, melly; the best/bust friend (also very tall) and lastly, my late night McDonald's' partner, the sister.


Sharapova totally owned Anna Chakvetadze during the first half, every obviously. And so, mel started screaming GO ANNA!!!!, while she was squealing away in her seat.
STUPID PHOTO-RUINING-BALD PATCH









Fascinating day, and it was so fun/interesting to see a live match at the indoor stadium. But posting all these pictures makes me feel rather stalkerish.
And the food in school doesn't appeal to me anymore (okay it never did but now i don't even feel like eating) :( maybe i shall pack sandwiches


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