Thoughts of a dying humourist

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Thoughts of a dying humourist

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Ive gotten to like putting up everyone I know on the blog :) So here goes.

FIRST i want to introduce you to my newly created thingy :

Ok , ok here's the real people : Ive dug into some archives of mine ::
Here's Will, Suzanne and myself (in school!!!!)(art class to be exact)

Here's left to right : Emma, Pieter, Will and Charl

Costume party : Me, Elsere, Hanli and Jakkie. If you were wondering (and i know you do) of everything in the world I could have picked, I decided to be a maid. very unconvincingly. HAHAHAHA

AND FINALLY
here is me only sibling, Celeste

Anni
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