It's... 7 pm...
Yes... I'll be leaving home at about 9pm to make my way to the airport... The others whom I have no acquaintance with....yet... will be meeting up at check in row 10...
They're going to make me sign this... contract thing... haha
I'll try to get pictures, though I don't know if they'll allow it...
It's a TV type of contract where does something like, "If you become well known on the streets and have paparazi chasing after you, you cannot sue us for putting you in those situations because you appeared on our broadcast channel' sort of thing...
Not much to say... Save that adrenelin is pumping furiously in my viens right now...
I guess there won't be much "written" blogging once I get back after the trip's report... if you haven't found what I mean yet, keep looking for the secret link...
It looks like the 5 hour flight might be a good time to reflect and ponder... A friend and I have already planned to finish a original novel...
And another friend is in the process of something known as O:gravity...
So... Yea... somethings to look forward to...
There are others... Of course... Like hoping that the hair folicles upon reaching colder countries will grow faster... I hope so... But not too much like a wolly mammoth...
I'm hoping to change my hairstyle next year... Something less... Spikey...
But we'll have to wait and see.
We'll have to wait and see...
When I get back... If I get back, I'll post up the handwritten blog entries... It should be quite fun and unique... I hope.
My parents and bro will be going to Korea while I'm away... Aunt is coming down to help take care of the house...
I'm praying for everyone and everything right now... (Especially for a particular someone becuase of a certain situation that she's about to take...)
I'll be back. Soon, I hope.
I asked Mom to buy me another bottle of Gatsby wax this morning... I have it with me now...
*sigh*
"And so... He lifted up his head and typed gently on the keyboard. He couldn't help but notice that the time was drawing closer and closer toward him. He got up, muttured something under his breath, and then he pressed the "off" switch on his computer.
Slowly, taking a few glances at the sight behind him like a distant past, he moved onward forcing himself to live up with the fears and the emotions that wrecked inside his mind."
And so it shall be.
J
2:48 AM
