Cheesecake

I like cheesecake. But cheesecake isn’t good for me. It makes me unhealthy. So I got to lay off the cheesecake. And stop eating cheesecake. But I like cheesecake. Dammit. Probably the worst analogy I gave to someone. Hah. Anyhows, I’m probably the worst updater of blogs in the world. It’s not like I haven’t tried to write. I begin a post, and then someone has to distract me or I just fall asleep having been tired out from the day’s activities. I think Nina got the worst of it when I fell asleep twice on her while chatting. haha So what have I been up to? Working, which has its ups and downs. I seriously am considering journalism as a career choice though. I just love the intellectual feel of the newsroom. The banter the discussions and of course the politics. But it isn’t an easy place to move up though. Slow process. With long hours. Wait, doesn’t that sound like archi too? Why do I insist on doing things hard? Pffttt. It’s a chronic disease of being difficult, I’m telling you. I’ve been thinking a lot about my career options lately though. The current one being the most viable and the one I like best. I’m looking forward to this semester, if all goes well. Things happen for a reason. Even if it’s a little trying. Just keeping my fingers crossed and all. Now I feel like eating cheesecake. Pffttt. Oh and as in literally. The cake cheesecake. Heh.