More rambling..

I've decided I have more to say, thus a follow-up to my previous entry. I suppose it can be revealed here and now that I am planning a trip to Europe next year. I have a friend based in Morroco and she will be joining me for that delicious sojourn. Top of the list of course is my much awaited and anticipated return to Firenze. I plan to be away for a good 21 days, and 7 days will be for Italy alone. I want to see my friends, visit my school and basically retrace my steps from years back. I wonder how much has changed, or perhaps how much I have changed. I hope to be able to see other parts of Italy but how I can squeeze all of this in 7 days will be a test on my planning skills. In Italy, it will be more like a return home, after being away for so long.

Next stop will be Spain, another place which is etched into my memory and which I promised to go back to. I was hoping to return with a man, but, oh well. This time I want to see Madrid and them Malaga. I was going through the FB photos of one my friends and she had been on a trip to Spain herself, The photos were so beautiful which makes me all the more excited. As an ode to the beauty of one Portuguese man, I must absolutely go to Portugal. Frankly I'm not sure what to expect. Although I know the country being that it's so close to North East Africa has some Moorish influences.

Last stop will be Morroco where my friend is currently based. I will of course HAVE to get on a camel, visit Marrakesh, and try one of those Morrocan spas.

So the plan is to work like hell this year and reward myself for a job well done next year.

Last Saturday I caught myself watching this reality show NYC Prep and damn, however inane that silly show was, I could NOT move from where I was sitting. It's so silly that you just want to stick around and see who's gonna do the next dumb thing, or say the next stupid thing.Those kids live in this mad bubble created by parents who don't give a sh*t. That being said, it's not so bad to have all that for maybe, say, a week in a month. But at the end of it, I would want to go back to my normal life. Hands down.