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What was the last... [taken from To Whom It May Concern] Please put your answers in the comment section.

1) ... gift that someone gave you? Was it for a special occasion or just out of the blue? What's the last gift that you have given to someone else, and why? Did they like it?

The last gift that I was given was a framed set of butterfly fossils. It was part of a trio of gifts my lovely man gave me for my 30th birthday. The last gift I gave someone else was a necklace I made for her birthday. From what I could see, she liked it. But she hasn't worn it yet...


2) ... time that you took a walk? Where did you go? Did you walk with someone or go alone? Did you see anything interesting along the way? Do you enjoy walking as a form of exercise?

The last walk I took was Friday morning. I was by myself because the man slept in, but I walked around our neighborhood for exercise. I enjoy walking for exercise because you can do it anywhere, anytime, and it is free.

3) ... thing that you thought of before going to bed last night? Why was it on your mind? Did you sleep well last night? Did you have any dreams?

I was thinking about some drama that happened between two of my friends on Friday night. They are sisters and I was worried because neither of them have rung me to tell me how they are doing. I slept well and remember dreaming about my cat for some reason.

4) ... day of high school like for you? What were your feelings on that day? Do you still keep in touch with any high school friends?

The last day of high school is a bit blurry in my memory, but I remember feeling very strange to be leaving the place I had spent so much time at. I don't have any contact with anyone that was in the same class as me because I had always moved around and none of them were that close to me. I do have contact with others that are older than me.

5) ... phone call you made? To whom, and how long did you talk? Are you on the phone often? How many phones do you have at home?

The last call I made was just an hour ago to my mother in the US. She had rung me last night so I was calling her back. We try to catch up at least once a week or every other week on the weekend. We talked for about half an hour. The rates are expensive but we talk often enough that we don't have lots to say. We have 2 land line phones and 2 mobile phones. I don't usually talk on the phone a lot.

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Anonymous said…
ooh! just signed in after a hectic fortnight at school and you are going for slimmer of the year?? awesome work gorgeous girl! now where do I start:

i think bek should win slimmer of the year because the weight loss journey is a long and hard one. All your readers know that or they wouldn't be spending money on your magazine. The difference bewteen bek and everyone else is that although losing weight can take every waking moment, every available muscle, every calorie counted and bek needs this too but she still finds time to lead and support others. She gives constant help and support and leaves invaluable comments on the weight loss sites of others. She is a successful, strong, intelligent woman who we all love.

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