Danabelle in Blankville Shorts

Wilkommen zu Blankville!

Hmmm...

Es ist nicht so schlecht.

Eigendlich... Es ist ... Lustig?

Na ja... Pag nagka-Geld na... Punta na ako sa Strobeland.



Uhuh. You read right. At least now I know, kung paano or saan ako magu-unstagnate (?).

LOL.

I just need the time, opportunity, and the means.

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So I was complaining to a friend (Thank you for listening. You are such a sweetheart.) earlier about how everything has started to look the same.

And it's just ... ehhh. It's become so ... meaningless. Like I'm not progressing at all. Which is probably one of the biggest reasons, if not the only reason, why I am uninspired and staying in Blankville.

He said something that made me feel a little better. He said I've developed this type of style that's innately mine. And he said something that made me smile. He said, pang Vanity Fair daw ako. Definitely can't do Vogue or GQ. But Vanity Fair I kind of nailed.

Thank you. You're such a sweetheart. And I know you said that I could take that as a compliment or an insult... But I'm taking it as a compliment. I'm in Blankville for crying out loud. I'm grateful for any type of compliment. So thank you very much. You've made my day/night... Possibly the rest of my week.

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I think a career change is in order.

I'm giving up photography and I'll just become a make-up artist.

What?

Enjoy kaya mag-make up. LOL.

De I'm kidding.

...Sort of, not really kidding.

What? I really enjoyed it. For reals.

So yeah... Yung mga nangangailangan ng make-up artist d'yennn.

*Taas kamay + Talon talon* I'm here! I'm here!

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De pero seerussly. I don't think I could ever give up my first love.

I'm just going to cool it for a while. Ya know? (ala Cuba G. Jr. in Jerrry Maguire)

At least until I get my hands on umbrellas, portable softboxes, and cheap-ass Vivitar flashes. Mmmm... Yummy yummy strobing.

What? A girl can dream.

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"What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you?"

Pusanggalang mga kanta yan.

"What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok?"

Seerussly, what the eff?

"When a heart breaks. It don't break even."

And the singer even looks like JB circa 1999, when he dyed his hair black.

"Cos you've moved on while I'm still grieving..."

Nangiinis eh.

"I'm falling to pieces..."

Tsk.

Pero hindi... Hindi. HINDI AKO IIYAK. Hindi. Hindi. Hindi. Hindi. *Hikbi. Hikbi. Hikbi.*

Ohhh hindeee.

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And suddenly... Out of the blue... I think my ride's almost here.

Yes. My ride out of Blankville is on it's way.

We may not be able to go directly to Strobeland.

We'll be having some minor stops at Mirror Land, Vintage City, Rimtown, Film County, and you know, probably some other places in between.

Kailangan ko ng models.

Boys, girls, matanda, bata, pogi, maganda, panget. It's all good.

Sinong gusto magpa-biktima? Hehehe. I'll feed you and get you drunk on american coffee, cappuccino, and tea. LOL.

And yeah, the jazz guys were wrong. Life isn't a cabaret. It's a café.



Kissy kissy!