Anyway, all the girls in PRC except of PP came back to Vancouver for winter holidays and they came to school to visit us today. When I got out of square dancing, I rushed back to my locker to find Helen and Kim standing in front of my locker. Screams, runs forward, hug, tears, make-up got ruined.
We proceeded upstairs to where the PRC lockers were last year, and Klarise emerged from D Wing. Same exercise again: screams, runs forward, hugs, tears, make-up got ruined even more. We had this super long group in the middle of the hallway while we cussed eachother out affectionately and exchanged "I miss you's" and "You look great's".
I then decided to skip Literature class and go to lunch with them. After somewhat drying my eyes, I finally got a good look at these girls that I have shared such sisterly bonds with. Helen looked gorgeous as usual, her hair and make-up were flawless. Heck, she's 6' tall and only weighs 110 lbs, of course she looks good in everything. She was wearing this checkered Vivienne Westwood wool cardigan, and it looked really amazing. She paired it with a pair of dark skinny jeans and some great boots. She also carried a Balenciaga motorcycle bag. She looked totally amazing. I always look up to her for stylistic things, and she's never let me down. She was still wearing that Versace watch she picked up in Milan last year, the one that she almost maxed out her credit card with. All in all, all the girls in PRC looked super gorgeous, and we all piled into Klarise's car to go up to Kerrisdale for lunch.
Of course, lunch was at Cabin 5555, because it was one of our favourite hangouts back in the day. Just as we were about to walk into Cabin 5555, Riana appeared. We fucking ran towards eachother on the fucking sidewalk, hugging and crying because it was so goddamn emotional. So by this time, my make-up was seriously ruined beyond words. Everything was wishy-washy except my MAC liquidlast. As soon as we were seated in Cabin 5555, Riana handed me her mirror and a MAC wipe. I wiped everything off and had to re-apply everything because we were going to do some major photo-whoring, and I wasn't about to take pictures sans make-up.
When we waited for our food to arrive, we shared pictures in our cellphones, cameras, PDAs, and whatnot. Since PP wasn't here, Helen and I recorded video messages for her, and all of us took lots and lots of pictures together to send to PP. Helen said she applied for a transfer to USC after this year at Chicago Institute of Art, and said it'll be great if we can go together when I graduate. Helen ranted about how she hated Chicago and wants a transfer to USC now. She said she rather go to University of Toronto with Klarise, Kim, Riana, and PP then to suffer alone in Chicago.
After major photo-whoring, I ran back to the school because I had to do a presentation during last period so I couldn't go sing karaoke with the girls. It was really emotional today, it's hard to believe how much emotion was involved in our reunion. All of these girls treats me like their little sister, and we have so much fun together and developed such a strong bond in the short one year we've known eachother. Especially PP and I, we were probably sisters in our last lifetime or something, because we have so much in common. I mean, how can I not love the girls who turned me into a label-whore materialiste? Seriously, PP and Riana lives one block away from the LV store in Toronto they might as well live in LV. Apart from materialism, our relationships are much more meaningful.
I'm lucky to have these older sisters, I really am. They're like pillars of strength to me. I love them to death.
The good thing is, although Helen and Riana are leaving fairly soon, Kim and Klarise will stay well into the new year.
I'll end the post with a FOTD and a cute picture of Klarise imitating the Chinese money cat.
People usually say I look older than Klarise, even though she's almost three years older. LOL.
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