
You don't know me yet, maybe you do. If you don't, you will get to know me by reading this blog. If you know me, you might learn more about me, reading this blog, since I don't have the time to keep up with all of you. I'm a witty, young at heart hobby cook, always in for a good time, craving carbs but not eating many. An open book to many, spontaneous, outgoing, loving and caring personality with Type 1 diabetes.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Alright alright!
Okay, whatever, I admit. I'm not a Dutch girl. Yes, I'm Flemish. I said it: I'm Flemish. I find the word Flemish so.. ugh.. really. It doesn't sound good. It has a very disturbing sound to it. So I prefer to say I'm Dutch. Now that two men have actually made comments on me being Dutch on this blog, I have to give in. What else can I do but surrender? But no, I won't call myself Flemish - ouch, that hurt - nor Belgian. Let me think things over and come up with some other word. To be continued.
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