There's a sinkhole in Guatemala City.
Al Gore is getting a divorce.
Tropical storm hit Central America, killing people in Guatemala, Ecuador, and El Salvador.
The possibility of a "continued war" of North and South Korea is still in the air.
Israel prepares for showdown with two more Gaza aid ships.
An woman stabbed nine people as they slept in a train in China.
Yet our lives move on.
Yet my life moves on.
Still praying and worrying about getting my frigging Californian driver license.
Praying that my car wouldn't be towed, as my guest parking days have expired, and I can't do anything about it until I get my car registered. After I get my frigging driver license.
Still sleeping in the trains to rest my eyes.
Sighing and frowning as I read the articles, yet doing nothing about it.
"The world is going mad," I grumble, yet I don't do anything about it.
