To end it all…

Ok, just decided to call it a day for studying. Will probably carry on later tonight, in my own room. Mel’s doing naan bread for dinner with curry tonight, and she texted me to go back home for dinner. Look’s like someone’s out to make my day after a gloomy afternoon.

I’m destined for greater things, for I’m more than a mere mortal. I am what I want, and I’m what I will be. No one will stop me. Nothing will stand in my way. For I am what I choose to be.
- Ivan

Anyway, I did some RSS modifications so those of you using RSS browsers should be able to see the feeds. I might blog tomorrow, or I might not. I’ve 8 entries alone in my diary today. And I foresee more tonight. It’s really good to be able to just put things down somewhere, and look back at it minutes, hours or months later, seeing how you think and how you feel. And something out of point: I suddenly remembered this evil looking painting of little brat Cupid in Museo del Pedro in Madrid for some reason…

Back home for dinner, a nice warm shower, and a good night’s rest. And I might decide to go church tomorrow, after 8 years. I brought my bible from home, and my cross, both wrapped in velvet, when I came over. I stopped believing for a reason 8 years ago, so I have no intention of putting it on yet, but maybe just a visit to the church might allow me to see what I want to do when the next sun rises. Nothing else. Good night.

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