Manning the Global Lounge alone.
Lisa Ono singing in the background. I decided to do this every Saturday when I'm in charge of the G.
No harm is there?
Until I receive any complaints, I intend to make the G a true lounge under my keep. Musically at least.
Maybe I'll try to experiment with other types of music that promote a study and conversation conducive environment.

nuff said bout that.

bought a sketch pad and some colored pencils yesterday. seems like im getting back into the flow. but unlikethe last time when I did water colors, I'm now experimenting with colored pencils. Not that I've never used them before. Its just that I have prefered brushes in th past.

Well, this is just classic me. Trying other things.

there's a lot to write about, (man, i'm really gonna pile up if i dont write for a couple of days!)
there's my growing remorse for a coule of people in my class who think they are the epitomes of cool but are actually two of the biggest losers in the world.
there's the girl that I like, used to like, still like, that's making me crazy. One kiss and that started it all. or was it way before that? Did it start with the flirting? Hey, I'm only human.
there's my growing dissatisfaction with my life in seoul, some mild, subtle warnings about overdoing this little Seoul adventure. That if i didnt get my act together, I could end up being a loser like the Beavis and Butthead in my class. Shall I go home, jumpstart back to a career? Shall I stay here until i get the right opportunity? Actually there are opportunities left and right, but many of them are not for me. Shall I get a masters degree? here in Korea? in the Philippines?I'm currently searching for an organization willing grant me a scholarship to go to graduate school to study Management, because that's where I feel myself gravitating towards. Should I stay here until I earn enough money and start that business (what kind, I havent decided yet)?
And there's the thing I want to write about a person whom I entrusted my entire futiure to, but turns out to not know shit, and from whom I've received the wordt kind of treatment from. But I feel compeled to hold it back a little lest I lose control, because I feel like I am inevitably starting to abhor this person.

In due course, I shall elaborate on these subjects at a more suitable palce and time.

And did I mention that I'm horny right now?