DAY 21: things are going a little slow (part 2)

6. Getting out of Cagayan de Oro
This is my favorite thing on the list. And one that I've done already (when I went to Basamanggas Resort, which is located in the province of Jasaan, miles and miles outside Cagayan de Oro), but won't have a problem doing over and over again. Hopefully (and if I don't jinx it by saying it here), I can escape off to Mangima and Bohol as well. Oh please, please, please!

7. ONE Venti dark mocha frappuccino from Mr. Starbucks
This one's too easy, it doesn't count as a challenge. But I think drinking a whole Venti (that's 20 ounces) is going to choke me to death. But hey, what better way to die than drinking heaven in a cup? I'll go this May, so my sister can tag along thanks to the buy-one-take-one promo on the frappe (courtesy of the Starbucks planner). I love promos!

8. ONE Summer novel
This is where I'm stumped. I was thinking of a plot earlier, somewhere along the lines of studying abroad for a semester (something I've always wanted to do) and exploring a new culture and language, and of course, falling in love along the way. All I needed was a nice plot to go with it, with a few twists and turns so I won't get bored writing it.

BUT as it often happens, another plot popped up. This one about the daughter of the king's mistress. Very modern era, but still about royalty and illegitimacy and intrigue. And it's definitely not very summer-y. But I liked the plot. It's one of those stories where the plot just jumps at you, instead of you thinking hard for one. I want to write it, but in terms of light, summer-y feelings, I want to write my study-abroad story first. But this one just won't leave the building. It kept pushing at me as I was drinking iced coffee at Dunkin earlier.

So now...I don't know. What do you think? I wanna bang my head against the wall. And yes, I can get melodramatic over the plots of two novels. FAIL.

9. Shopping spreeeeeee!
Coming this first week of May, whereupon I shall shop shop shop for new jeans, blouses, skirts and shoes. Preferably about ten of each, except I think my bank account would die of heart attack if I do.

10. P5,000 income
Not happening. I haven't even earned a peso yet! But soon. I shall. Just you wait.

Unfortunately, there are no concrete plans on this one yet. My roulette of meetings and outings is spinning out of control, and there are times when I'm out of the house the whole day. How does one find work that way, I ask you. So I'd probably be better off selling something. BUT WHAT? Now that is the 5,000-peso question. What indeed.