God, I miss my dad terribly. But thanks to Internional Roaming, he can call me on my Globe SIM card and all is well. Texted him as soon as I landed just to make sure that he knows I'm fine.
But enough whining about how I'm back down under and how I won't see my dad for nine months. Will meet with her tomorrow to talk about whatever. Haven't seen her for so long and me, being such a slacker when I was in Manila didn't get in contact with anyone here in the Coast really. I remembered she got food poisoning and she's totally in love with two guys at the same time at the moment. How freaking ironic. Just when I called it quits, she tells me she's smitten with someone. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for her.
Hang on a second.. Just have to swallow the bitter taste in my mind. Ok, now it's gone.
I've organised all the photos I've taken when I was in Phil. and I laugh thinking about the story behind every photo.
Note to self: Have to email cousins and friends for pics they're keen to see.
Been wanting to make a photo gallery for my Phil. photos but I just couldn't be bothered. I seriously want to do a lot of things all at once I just have to shut up for a moment and figure it out before I royally fuck up.
Why you ask? Well, having a chat with Daddy before I left made me realise that my love affair with writing is still going strong. I'm going at it full force and I just can't force myself to be happy with studying HM. I know it's practical, but I just love the thought of working on my creative writing skills and just do something that I'm actually passionate about.
Thinking about it, I mentioned it to Dad. Naturally, he told me that I should do what I want. It'll be my life in the end anyway. He thinks that if I'm passionate about writing I should just at least give it a try.
She and my Uncle on the other hand though, told me that I don't need a degree to be creative. It just comes from within. I agree to that. But it still didn't help me make up my mind about my itsy-bitsy dilemma.
I really want to do the Bachelor of Arts in creative arts thing but I'm leaning towards just finishing my HM so I can just get it over with and start my own thing with writing after.
I received a letter from my employer and it says that I've returned overseas. Whatever that means. I need my old job back. I need the money to pay my credit card and to have the chance to actually make my twenty-first birthday gift for myself possible.
Been wanting to go to NZ for quite sometime now. I've been thinking how cool it would be to do skydiving. Or bungee jumping. Something extreme. Something drastic. Something that I can brag to people about. Something I can nonchalantly say, "Yep, I cheated death once or twice."
I'm actually scaring myself. I never even thought that extreme sports would interest me. I always thought that extreme sports are well, EXTREME. Something I wouldn't be caught dead doing. But hey, surprise surprise, I'm letting the idea in my head.
Gawd, I'm actually stepping out of my comfort zone. What is going on with me?
I also developed sudden obsession with electronics.. Or whatever it's called.
I want to save up to buy this, this and this... So far.
As I said, I've stepped out of my comfort zone. But it feels good though.
Yawn, I haven't slept in over a day and I'm already blogging.
Seriously, it was nice to see my room. My comfortable bed, my car, my desktop, my cd player, my friends and my never-ending bills piled up on my night table.
Nothing beats being home.
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