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Saturday, 25 September 2010
IT Joy Timor Leste, Day 8 of 11. 25/09/10.


8th Day

travelled back to Dili.

had a serious case of low blood pressure thanks to being sick + eating badly.

sorry guys. switched to Vicky's van. 1st leg that she didn't sleep. lol

her laughter went to over 120decibels for at least 20mins.

epic conversation between her and Michael.

was too dizzy to think straight.

Fieary. 25/09/10.


16:55
when will my dreams be fulfilled??