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Monday, May 21, 2007
An episode more of both Grey's Anatomy and Heroes to go and I'll be done with watchin' all the season finales.

So until then, it's no more being mesmerized by Warrick Brown's eyes. No more wondering to myself how a guy like Dean Winchester could exist in reality. No more being amused by the silly antics of Marc James.

Until fall that is.

I wonder when Private Practice is going to debut though. And that new dramedy starring Lucy Liu.



I've been listening to the music of Elvis, Abba, Ritchie Valens and Grease. It's like I'm bringing the 50's and 70's out of me. Sounds from back then. Simple, yet puts you in the mood. Whatever happened to old-fashioned, feel-good music one may wonder.



Bus rides are a good way for socialization, and I don't mean the kind where you go up to a total stranger and make a fool of oneself. I'm talking bout' the rides you actually don't have to take, yet you still take them nevertheless 'cos you just wanna talk to a certain someone. Could be a good friend, or just someone you just got acquainted with. But mostly, it's the former.

Big groups of people are fun, but at the end of the day, it's those one-to-one talks that matter. 'Cos that's when you'd probably let loose and just talk. Talk bout' stuff. The deeper stuff. That's why they call it 'heart-to-heart' talks.

And then you take the bus ride home. You ponder over the things that were said. You listen to the music playing on your iPod. You watch the surroundings just pass by. You feel a sense of serenity.