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GIRLS WONT YOU HAVE FUN

winter is over and spring is here .. me and my close irl friends decided to lauuch spring in style and decided to have fun , so we bought ice cream and celebrated and drove one hour far from our island to have a day out and we drove with so loud music ,,,, yep,,,at a kinda circus thing..
the babies in us went out so badly and we had all fun ,, liv long livbodil and marrianne and milly ,,, du er sooo søt.... below dressed in a t,shirt ,, yah it was so hot this day,, i felt like in africa,,,




this are the girls i hanged out with,,,
you know what it feels to be like a kid .. hahahahahaha






Comments

  1. Marte3:26 PM, March 31, 2007

    Hi Gillian!
    Seems like you've had a great time! It must be good to finally have sun again:) I really look forward to meet you again at Hald! May God bless you! I'm sure lots of people has been blessed through you these months in Norway! You are a grreat girl:D
    See you soon!

    marte;)

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  2. Frank7:09 AM, April 01, 2007

    good to be a ble to wear just a t-shirt again. this is just amazing. Have fun gals!

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  3. Ingrid's blog7:20 AM, April 03, 2007

    Gillian!:)

    It's great 2 c ur pictures! Seems like ur having a good time!;)
    Looking forward 2 c u again, and hear ur beautiful voice!:)
    God bless!

    Ingrid

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