I’m blessed to have this set of friends whom I communicate or see very little with but for us to be able to always pick up from where we last left – usually months and months! Both Stef & I have been so busy trying to meet the deadlines for coursework that all social activities are halted. I can’t even remember when we promised to meet but we finally did yesterday. 
We originally planned to have lunch at Burger & Lobster in Mayfair but ended up at Harrod’s The Georgian Restaurant, failed to score the sandals we liked at Chanel (my feet were too huge, her feet were too small. What a world!!) , found our way to Laduree and wrapped up with Zara. It still sounds like a good afternoon to me.
More often than not, it’s quite mysterious to me knowing we don’t actually call each other or texts that often but this friendship has been sustaining for this long. And on top of that, she’s also one of the very few friends I can shop with because I honestly think shopping is quite a personal thing to do in the sense that, it gives you this “therapeutic effects” that I only do it alone, with my crazy shopaholic family or 2-3 of my friends.
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Me : We should definitely try out pret-a-portea. Imagine getting to eat all those handbags…
Her : Is it nice?
Me : Yeah! The handbags are so nice-looking! Look!
Her : I mean the taste! You just want to go there to take pictures, don’t you?
Straight to my face! Who knows me better over here?
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I’ve always boast about this Givenchy Pandora bag and think it’s the best gem whatsoever.
Me : I think it’s the most beautiful thing ever.
Her : Are you serious……
Me : YEAH.
Her : It looks like a bento bag to me.
Friendship almost ended, alright! -.-
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When we were at the restaurant, we couldn’t stop examining this one waiter-looking man because everyone was taking pictures with him! At that moment, I was thinking how good would it be if I could take his picture and google that picture to know who that individual was. I mean, I stayed positive thinking he was a humble chef or something but later on, I was too convinced that he was a waiter because he served our table as well. Probably the best waiter ever in the history of mankind. -.-
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Towards the end, when we were still happy and high, we were reminded that our finals are just in 2 weeks time. It was funny because just one powerful topic could bring us back to reality.
“uh.. yea… exams. have to study… cannot go out…”
