Now the problem comes with what to post. Well, let me open up my iTunes and start listening to some music and hope that something triggers the author in me. I guess I'll just post up my latest journal entry:
Well I can't believe this is my second day in a row and I'm writing completely unforced and quite effortlessly. Nice. So, I'm not sure if I write things on here the same conscious day they happen, as in like before I go to sleep or if it's alright to write them whenever or as they come up? Well I guess I'll figure it out as I go, and if I continue this.
But anyway, last night was nice. A little on the expensive side for the quality of the food, which wasn't more than "alright."
The only real contretemps, excluding the unnecessary and unmerited high prices, was its distance from the NGV.
When I got back from dinner, which was pretty much the highlight of my day, not in the sense that it was absolutely delicious or particularly memorable, but because I've pretty much been staying-in a lot these last few days, all I did was to look on Google Earth, watch a few videos here and there, check up the sites that I visit most often and then that was it, I was ready for a good night of sleep.
I haven't been leaving the apartment on purpose, it's just that I don't seem find the motivation to leave the apartment, or like Solène would put it "move my ass". Unfortunately, I know that I will regret this as the day for my departure from India creeps closer. And it will be more regrettable once I am back in the States and retrospect on what I did the past few weeks.
Well I've strayed from what was written as today's entry in my recently-started journal, but what I wrote seems fitting.
Also, it's worth to mention that Lily Allen's music is soothing and definitely has a new twist on Pop music. Also worth to mention is the paramount necessity that Panic At The Disco finally come up with a new CD that rivals the quality of their first, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out, and is not as disappointing as Pretty. Odd.
