Blueberry cheesecake

my boyfriend's friends come over this weekend to get together and try what i'm doing. i really heard tears, i really didn't do anything good coming out, and i really didn't like people watching me play with that. i have a problem, cooking or baking always completes one step at a time and continues with the next step. there's also a cream cheese in the fridge, always trying to make cheesecake, never doing it. i've only done all kinds of cheesecake before. the first time i ate this light cheesecake was an elliptical cheesecake at the subway station, and i liked it. i put in 250 g of cream cheese. blueberry was a $100 cash coupon from the sky, and i bought them all back and made four bottles of blueberry sauce. after this cheesecake was made, his boyfriend ate two, his boyfriend's friend ate the whole three cents, my sister didn't eat, she didn't like the sticky stuff, like yogurt. i've done the rest of the cake on my own twice. i'm really happy. for the first time, it's really delicious. maybe i was born to eat ghosts。