And so, reality bites.

Hahaha, akalain mo yon. Hindi nga yung mixer yung dumating. HAHA!

Oh well, a package is still a package. I wonder what it is, though. It’s not my birthday. d:

Edit: She says she had a feeling it was her mail that I received, but she figured it wasn’t really a package. But the post office notice doesn’t really tell you what it is you’re supposed to pick up, right? d: Anyway, thanks, Mix! (: She got me an autographed CD of hers because they’ve been having this concert series in McCann and she was one of the performers. She also got me Tristan Prettyman’s CD before, yay!

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