Playin' the Global Beat: Paras maailmassa mahtuu kahden käsivarren väliin

5/23/2011

Paras maailmassa mahtuu kahden käsivarren väliin

Päätin nyt kirjoittaa tänään toisenkin postauksen, kun huomasin että kaverini oli lisännyt viikonlopun kuvia saatavilleni :)

Lauantaina näin pitkästä aikaa koulukiireiden keskellä ystävääni Hetaa, kävimme Arnoldsissa donitsilla & juomalla ja kuvailimme vähän Turun keskustassa Hetan kameralla. Haluaisin niiiiin kovasti itsekin järkkärin, ehkä joskus... Tällä hetkellä kaikki säästöt ovat Saksaa varten, eikä niitäkään vielä niin kovin paljoa ole.

Huomaa kuvissa YFU:n Global Player -kangaskassi ;)

Arnoldsin jälkeen lähdimme tapaamaan kavereita Aurajoenrantaan, mutta siitä ei oikeastaan tullut otettua kuvia. Kiva päivä oli kaiken koulustressin keskellä ja samana iltana saatiin tämä blogikin sitten aikaiseksi! :)

2 kommenttia:

Heta5/24/2011
Hehee! :---) <3 ps. hennakulta se on donitsi, ei munkki! :'')
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Henna5/28/2011
Oho niinpä, mä korjasin sen nyt! :---D
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