No such things as a bad weekend. The calendar became too tight until have to do coordination at school with the various hosts.
The baddest Convent girl was pint size and had strict parents and she had to attend tuition on weekdays. The way she sashayed around we knew that she was bloody hot. No hope and no luck.
The baddest Convent girl was pint size and had strict parents and she had to attend tuition on weekdays. The way she sashayed around we knew that she was bloody hot. No hope and no luck.
Aaaah memory lane. All the places gone now. I remember Dawood at Siglap, Jackies Bowl at East Coast. I remember making with my Convent girlfriend at Town Convent (she sneaked me in!!). Remember the house parties in those days! Disco at Black Velvet. Things were much simpler then.