(The Swimming Pool of Traders Hotel)
I’m in desperate need of getting a tan. I’m crazy fair, it makes me look blardy lala. The weather report said it’ll be stormy/cloudy today. Well, AT YOUR FACE WEATHER REPORT!
I’m also in desperate need to take a picture of myself at the poolside. But there are A LOT of people around me. And I refuse to be caught red-handed, taking pictures of myself…. especially in this hotel.
While I’m typing this, there are two men really annoying me – one buff, 25ish, OMG-I-cant-believe-your-face-ugly and the other one looks like his dad. The dad is taking pictures of every humanly-capable-pose the son does. And it’s extremely disturbing.
My favorite pose that he has done?
The one where his dad asks him to jump into the pool so he can get a “my-fully-grown-son-can-jump-into-the-air-before-landing-into-the-pool” effect. They did this not one, not two, but 4 bloody times. (yes, I counted) amateurs.
I present to you, the heavenly-est thing you can ever produce with chips, cheese and spinach.
*ngom ngom ngom ngom ngom ngom*
Buhhhhhbyeeaa
Love,
Sabrina
Whether you like it or not,
alone is something you'll
be quite a lot"
- Dr Suess -



























