So spiffy. So chubby. So huggable. So lovable. I just like this picture. Dunno why. *shrugs*

My head is almost reaching the table top. My eyelids are so heavy. It's a struggle. Everyday is a struggle. Yesterday I managed to catch CSI: Miami. It was an episode which triggered the tear ducts. It hits the heart and caused me to choke for awhile. Especially when a petrified, scared-shit-to-death Hungarian girl asked Horatio, "You good America or bad America?".

The original CSI is exciting and intriguing but there's something about Miami that's captivating and engaging. I think it's David Caruso's character and how he portrayed him. Firm yet kind. I can go on and on and on about this especially with the upcoming Prison Break this Thursday so I shall stop.

I am aiming to get into Forensic Psychology. It's challenging but rewarding. To be able to work in a crime scene and the court of law is awesome! The media is partly the reason why it's influential, but I have always been interested in this sort of crazy, distorted things anyway. I didn't realise I was hooked until I caught myself red-handed reading about forensic and gruesome crimes everyday. C'mon... Sidney Sheldon since I was a teen and Crimelibrary.com (these are true incidents and not fictional, mind you)? Since when? I dunno either. But I've always wondered why these people are doing these things so I guess, that's my true calling huh. Horrified but absolutely drawn to it.

So I shall pursue Clinical Psychology since it's recommended. Not gonna be easy but it's not impossible. It's gonna take me at least a bloody decade to get a doctorate (if I can even get there...) so I guess, my wedding plans will have to be put on hold.

Heh.



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