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Sunday, April 25, 2010
Air...fresh air
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so when do I get a chance to taste the lunch that you prepare for me? Come to think of it, it's been long long time since i have tried your cooking. Poor me :{
ReplyDeleteha, my dear, yup yup, i still owe u one homecooked meal :P you enjoy your trip to Japan first and we will certainly catch up again when you are back k, must arrange to meet k when you are back :P Muack!
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