Danabelle in Nude Shorts

I stepped out of our apartment and locked the door. I pushed the elevator button to call it up, and right afterwards, I took the iPod that was hanging from my neck and pressed the center button to turn it on.

Silence.

I pressed it again.

...Nothing.

I thought for sure that there would still be some power left on there. At least half... But oh well... I hailed a cab and got in. And when my driver spoke, I suddenly felt naked.

See, Work Danabelle is alot more closed off and does not appreciate interaction. She walks around the mall with music blasting from her iPod, so as to have an excuse to not have to talk to anybody. If it weren't so fashion victim-like, she would actually wear sunglasses indoors, so that she can avoid accidentally looking at someone straight in the eyes.

And although this is tragic, I guess being "naked" is not so bad. Especially, when I have to ask a ravishingly handsome man to model for me. At least, I won't have to remove my earphones so I could speak to him... It'd be more casual that way.

LOL. Tsk.

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We went swimming yesterday (A bajillion pictures will be posted later... If I'm not too tired.) and I'm cooked. Not burnt, just cooked. If I was a steak I'd be medium rare.

Yummy and juicy. Haha.

After spending the whole day under the sun, I started fantasizing about becoming a full-fledged island girl. You know with the beach house and little island kiddos running around. All tan and pretty. I think that would be fantastically awesome.

Now if I can just find me an island man... Who's up for a trip to Samoa? ...Anyone?

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I finally got to finish The O.C.

It. Was. Awesome.

Love love love love love.

The ending was great.

Next up, One Tree Hill.

Mababaliw na naman kaya ako neto? Tsk.

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Can I just say that I love Elmo with all that is in me that has the capacity to love?

No, not the puppet... I'm talking about Elmo, my zoom lens thingers (Nikkor 70 - 300mm)

I was able to use it for the third (?) time yesterday. And really, really, really iLove.

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Oh but here's something I don't love... Dirt on my sensor. Yep. Again. When will this end?!?!

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The next two weekends are going to be cuh-rayzayyy. I'm terribly excited for the 23rd.

I know the 16th is bound to be eventful as well, eventhough the first thought in my mind right now is to hate couples. I'll try my bestest to get through the 16th without drowning the Chis, because I love them... They're absolutely adorable! ...Ok so maybe I can just shove them a little bit into the ocean.

Bwahahaha.

I jest. I jest.

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Pride is hysterical thing. It's funny seeing it manifest itself in different ways. And I know that makes me sound like a bitch, but who the f cares?

It's absolutely beautiful.

If you watch and listen closely, you'll laugh at the absurdity of it all.

Take for example, when people say that they don't care. The very act of having to say that out loud negates it's essence. Because you want people to know that "you don't care". But you do care. If you really didn't care, you wouldn't say anything. You wouldn't need to tell anybody that you don't care, because you don't care. You would just be silent and not care.

I know this for a fact, because I've done it many times. And it's absolutely hilarious.

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There's like a million things to be done in the office right now and I know should start to work on them, but, I don't wanna... Oh what the heck, sige na nga. Imma end this blog now...

Hugs. Kisses. And you know all that nice stuff.

Later.