John Mayer is amazing when he doesn't try

"A Life In The Day" from John Mayer on Vimeo.

The Hours

Some photos from the drive back home tonight. I thought the night lights were pretty because they were kind of subdued. We left the office past 08:00 because everybody--from Ambassador to intern--had to attend a seminar on domestic violence. I found out a hundred texts from someone is a form of domestic violence. Stalking, here, is an example of domestic violence. I'm learning bit by bit. Consular work is alright, but I still dream of policy-making and the political stuff (only FSOs do that kind of work). Le sigh. I am young. There is still time.

Hello. It's still a Wednesday here. Happy Cinco de Mayo to everyone.

PS: My cousin Victor made a Valentine card for my dad a few months ago. I read it just now. "I wish you were here so you can watch me pass fifth grade. How is it in heaven?" Cute. :)

Hey, Pa.. I wish you were here too. :) (Also, hi to my sister, Reina) :D I love you, Bem!

Up in the air

Here we go. (I'm incredibly happy so I'm removing all the "I'm so down, I don't want to leave" posts I have written down in this entry. I ought to be grateful that I'm getting something from the goodness of my parents. It's a good life. It is.)