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!