(32) To buy or not to buy.

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 dear mr & mrs bloggie…

Rostered me to New york. Again. Not without visiting Frankfurt. But of course.

Whined still, me. Grateful nevertheless. Why not, bank beamed. So I, well I smiled.

Colleagues were great. Wouldn’t want it any other way.

Helpful and funny and friendly and pleasant. Great recipe for a great company.

Frankfurt was interesting. Initially, serious deliberation towards a certain brand thou had vowed not to buy. Thought it over. Pass. Bought a different kind right after. Ah.

New York proved more interesting, or lack thereof. Had high hopes for 4th of July, it being Independence Day. Bah, shops closed early. People were…..nowhere in sight. Pretty boring, without a doubt.

Entered temptation. Make that determination.

Prices were compared. Every store was visited. Purse made empty. Fortune favours fools. Oh boy.

Sweats forming now. Los Angeles end of this month. So cosmo. Promising.

Now, pictures shall be shown. Me out.

 

FRANKFURT

 

 

Had gained weight, evidently.
But ice-cream too good to pass.
Hence, a fatter… ME.
-_-

View from the hotel room.

A quaint sight, be told.

NEW YORK

Window and bath tub appealed me.
Long hot showers won sleep, hands down. 

Far distance, Central Park.
THE  Central Park.

It rained.
Didn’t dampen my spirits one bit.
Oh, who am I kidding?!
Pffffffffffft.

James, the waiter. Weird. But funny.
I like him.

Vain shots were the thing back then.
Me tryna relive those times.
So, consider yourself warned.

 Got myself a boyfriend in New York.
Jealous? Suit yourself.
He is mine.
Right love?
AH…..

End of insincere entry.

cinta
fasyalba

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