Monday, January 31, 2011
I love everything about home. I used to dislike staying home in the past and I thought my country was boring. Now, I'd think my country is very safe and we (really really) take things for granted.
Bought a book in London, Eleven Minutes — by Paulo Coelho. Very good read I must say, and of course, I did quite a bit of shopping from that gloomy city that was ever so sincere (in comparison to NYC).
And on a very personal note, I have officially become friends with a P from London all the way till home even after two days since touchdown. Really heart warming to know there are appreciative people out there still. Totally makes up for all the tough shit I had to go through.
I want to watch a Federico Fellini film and be reminded of the film cinema module I had back in school.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Fulfilling birthday for 2011, my age will always remain at 18. Perhaps I like 16 better, but 16 seems so in between (still an immature delinquent). Am finally free from a daily routine. I want to watch films so bad, dance like there's no tomorrow and feel transition in tranquility.
And so, the ink addiction has begun. ;)