Danabelle in Ramadhan Morning Shorts

It's really amazing how other people's secrets can easily become your own.

Every Monday, I read SundaySecrets at PostSecret over my morning coffee.

I read them on Monday because, it's actually still Sunday in the States.

I'd love to go to the States someday. Not only because I want to see all their shite. But I mean, I may not be able to get all of the days that I've lost... But at least, I'll be able to get ONE.

Sadly, I'll probably never be able to get a visa. A gypsy will never have enough reason to come back.

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I went back to work yesterday.

Part of me just wanted to yell, ahhh, "To heck with this!" and just bolt right out.

Especially after seeing my beautiful bond certificate which was mailed to me.

Like I said, a gypsy will never have enough reason to come back.

But of course, the promise of airfare (worth a fantastic amount of x dirhams) is a pretty sweet exchange for a few more months.

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So, today's the first day of Ramadhan. Hurray for 6-hour work days. Yummy.

Today's the first day of September, too. :) Autumn, come fast and with you, bring Winter!

:)

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While I was in the can, I was thinking about my exes and semi-exes and how I wish in my heart of hearts that they're still not over me... Not because I want to get back together with any of them, but just because I want to be someone that people, boys in particular, don't get over.

Yeah, I'm a bitch like that.

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Anyway, I best get going... 6-hour work day na nga lang, magpapa-late pa ako. LOL.

Kissy kissy!

Ano kaya ang magandang i-blog ngayong araw na 'to?

...Pwede akong mag-blog tungkol sa unang araw nang pagkabalik ko sa trabaho... Pero wala namang nangyari. Pumasok lang ako tapos, tapos na.

I suppose, pwede kong i-kwento na bumili ako ng bagong mascara. But no one likes a shallow and maarte braggart.

I could blog about the awesome steak dinner that I cooked, which was devoured just a couple of minutes ago... But I fear you would judge me into nothingness. Go ahead, judge now. I hope you feel bad in December when you see me in my fitted bodyhugging sexy goodness and funky stilletoes... Feel bad not only because you judged me too soon, but because you slept and woke up in 1985. (Tama bang mag-fitted chuva paired with funky stilletoes? Anuvey?)

Ano nga ba ang pwede kong maiblog ngayon?

Sigh.

It's kind of hard to find a topic now that I'm over you. I know that probably doesn't sting so much right now. But let it settle.

...It will.

Day Eleven - Fontannafredda to Firenze to Pisa

04 August 2008

1. On the road again...

2. My baby and her favorite bear. :)

3. My 6-year old watch.

4. I'm feelin' lucky...

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10. We arrived at Firenze at around 2pm

11. We asked these guys for directions to our bed & breakfast

12. Our bed thing. :)

13. Ain't it pretty?

14. For Iris

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Got home hella hungry... Unfortunately, everything was closed. But then Pisa was super awesome, so that kinda made up for the baked Lay's dinner. LOL.

Pictures of Day Twelve soon. :) Kissy kissy!