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Christmas Clique Outing/.
Friday, December 4, 2009

(for our clique)
As I've have sent you guys the sms, you already know what we're doing.
So, I can't confirm what time, where, what ; for now.
Check this blog or your phone on 12 dec.
And I will post here or sms you guys!
Yay!
Bye.


A new coat of clothes(:
Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Updated blog like, finally.
So.
Yeah.
Changed blogskin.


Original disclaimer.
Friday, July 24, 2009

I am strawberry and my husband is blueberry. He's my fourth husband because the previous ones' were made into yogurt. My house is the tree and my food is cow dung.
I heard I am going to be made into yogurt too so maybe I'll meet my husbands in someone's stomach soon.