my fax machine is useless

Listening to: Travis - Follow the Light
Currently: looking for... things

Today is Tuesday. No, wait. It's Wednesday now. Last Saturday, my friends and I pushed through with our half-baked plans of regressing back into Western-style adolescence through having a sleepover. Then, the next day, we all piled into my diminutive CR-V and went off, off to Tagaytay to have overpriced omelettes, pancakes and waffles. And smoothies. I enjoyed the smoothies the most. Then we stopped by one of them spanking new have-it-all gas stations along South Super-highway and ate more food. It was fun. Most of my time was spent fending off Justine and her eager attempts at sexual harassment. O, and driving, of course. I almost hit a car. Because the music was all mellow and I just lost focus and almost hit a van. But it's all... good. O, and we watched a sh*tload of Korean movies. Ok, I'm exaggerating, just... 3. My friends are lovely. I get annoyed with them a lot, but they're lovely. They complain a lot, but they're lovely. They're very demanding, very critical, but they're lovely.

Okay.

I've been thinking about journalism. That's all. But. It. Seems. Weird. Ambition, I mean. It's like... like... a hard ball of hunger lodged in my gut. I've been really thinking about it. And I've been really wanting it. This is all very weird.