Yesterday, I finally got a hold of what I have to do aside from finding a regular, stable and it-pays-good kind of job. My nephew's first birthday party, which happens to be on September, two months from now. And with all the printed matters I need to be doing, instead, I'm writing here on this very blog.
July 1, as remarkable as this day is (considering that's it's officially half-way through the year already), is made even more special. It's like starting anew. Starting again from scratch. But well, I'm just happy now. And I think this bliss I'm finally experiencing again will last. It just had to be.
Anyway, I'm still cooking my crispy fried chicken and potato wedges. Dinner on Sunday night must at least be decent.