Solution.

I AM FUMING! Iker Casillas has a sports journalist for a girlfriend whom he kissed when interviewed whose last name sounds like food, sigh =( I mean, who doesn't like food!

I digress.

I've always wanted to be a doctor(ok, to be fair, it's partially the every kid's dream blablabla and partially, i really wanted to see the inside of a body i am not kidding). Sixteen years have come and gone and there is still that curious part of me. And another part watched House and saw how miserable his life is and doesn't want to live with 67 cats and be disturbed in the middle of the night to perform a surgery on someone, half-asleep! Whew, that was a type-ful. (Geddit geddddddit?!) Lol. That part found art!(not the seni thingies) - performing arts, literature and journalism. I know right, how more contradicting can this get?

But now, i have the answer staring me in the face!

I am *jeng jeng jeng* going to become a sports journalist like that Carbonero lady! Ngehehe. Brilliant, isn't it? :D




I'm kidding.
My dilemmas are still here and they look like they'll be staying for a while now. And i'm too tired to think-or type- so i'll save this for another time. G'night!