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Short one: D-Day

It is D-Day today :-)

I took out the braids, and the clock is ticking. Bernardo will be in Maputo in two hours. We have plans for the weekend and so much to catch up on. I doubt I will be blogging soon, hehe
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Anonymous said…
tarada! :p

beijinhos
24 July, 2008 14:28
Anonymous said…
Olá Sara
não tive tempo para ler tudinho, a leitura em inglês é mais lenta....sorry, só hoje abri o teu mail com este endereço.
Não tenho dúvidas acerca do projecto, ou não participava. Acredito que tenha sido uma festa de anos memorável. Mais que isso: inenarrável. Porque as palavras só dizem as franjas do que sentimos. Mas são, sem dúvida uma das formas do dizer. E não sei se estarás assim tão longe de casa. Onde é a nossa casa, Sara?
Na verdade não sperava nada tão bonito e simples. Para ser muito sincera vim aqui porque perdi o endereço do meu afilhadinho, Miguel Chambal :))) e tenho uma lembrancinha...não queres reenviar-me para o mail? Por favor?...
Obrigada
Vou voltar com mais tempo
25 July, 2008 10:01
Anonymous said…
hello!!gostei imenso do que vi ca n blog..se tiveres aberta a novas amizades ficas com o meu mail e msn: mic_b46@hotmail.com
hugs
28 July, 2008 15:59
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