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Saturday, October 15, 2005
chicks & horses it's caulfield cup day and i'm in caulfield. unfortunately i'm not all dressed up in a eye-blinding colourful dress nor wearing a large decapitating hat. i'm not getting drunk out there under the sun nor enjoying the whiff of horsey smells. i'm not placing blind bets on things i have absolutely zero knowledge about. i'm not flaunting my tits nor legs while trying to walk gracefully in heels that sink into the muddy grass. dammit. i should be!! instead i am dressed in a black top, red cardigan, jeans and black havainas. oh the glamour. i feel like i'm wearing pyjamas next to all the sun-kissed, scantily-clad, squealy chicks that seem to overrun the place. worse still... i'm at uni. attempting to do work. *cry* damn. Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:44 pm 
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2 random retorts
hahahahahha girl, you are a derby day-er aren't you. don't stress there is still oaks day! then you'll be able to flaunt all the boobies and leggies that you can within legal boundaries! *i say a repeat of publicity night and the black top! *droool
hehe. well first i need to get myself a skimpy floaty spring-colour dress. and then... i need to find someone to drag to the races. *ahem* yes dress comes first.
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