Day 17 of Camp P.

Quote of the day; "Did you finally get visited by the nut sack fairy?"

Shout out to my cousin Chris who I haven't seen in years. I believe he's in the Air Force?

Keep doin' what you're doin'. <3 And keep that funny attitude, alright?! :P

How's it goin', bros? Just hanging out on IMVU with my dear friend Zane (Another shout out to him). He's in the shower so I decided to take that opportunity and write my post!

I'm doing well. Taking one day at a time by the hand. Trying not to make things difficult. Gettin' stuff done.

Today I almost get smashed by a semi :/ That was lovely. He was doing the speed limit, however the lane that we both were in was being stalled by folks trying to get into a crowded lane to exit. I guess the trucker didn't notice the abrupt stopping, and he immediately swung around my car, barely tapping the end of it (so I moved slightly away just in case), before he got far enough to come back into the same lane.

That was an adrenaline inducer!

School was cool. I think my ENGL teacher REEEALLY likes me. We have these name tags on our desks, right? So she could figure out whom we are without struggling to guess. Well, I hardly put my name tag on my desk and whenever I want to answer something, raising my hand and all, she'll call on me and state my name. Usually when she calls on people who DON'T have their name tags out, she says, "What would you like to say, No Name?" I feel special :D

Also, while I was walking to my car, I saw her and she smiled at me. She said, "Hi Payton!" and I said, "Hi!" back. :)

She probably likes me a lot since I answer her questions instead of sit there like a bum.

Also because I'm for Gay Rights.

And because I want to become an author when I grow up.

Just... throwin' those out there as an assumption.

;) 

Life has been doing good. I went to therapy today. Actually had nothing to complain about but, like a therapist should, we were bringing up subjects to discuss about anyhow. Which was nice! Getting things hidden under the rest of the garbage out so I could take care of it.

That's... I think it! Nothin' more to say other than I miss my honey very dearly and I hope and pray he is doing great. I bet he is. He's determined.

He might get Recruiters Assistance (a type of Leave) after this shindig. That would be wonderful. I'd be able to be with him for a month before I don't see him for 9 months.

I love you Mason <3

P.S: Great movie: The Untouchables with Sean Connery and Robert De Niro.

Port Blair, Andaman Islands

 

This was taken in Port Blair, where every morning people come to feed these pigeons. These birds don't fear human presence, and every day more than 22 pounds of grain is fed to these birds of flight.

Day 16 of Camp P.

Guess who had la coppa, pecorino, and mozzarella di bufala? I did!!! Plus the entire ITAL class.

Remember when I was describing some super good looking older guy who's in my ITAL class? Turns out, he's a chef! He ordered us AUTHENTIC Italian cheese and dehydrated meat. It came in yesterday and he wanted to share it with the class.

I'm not much of a cheese fan... Yet THIS cheese??????? Holy schnikies! I had thirds on the mozzarella and seconds on the others. It was being eaten up quick. I didn't have a doubt in my MIND that it wouldn't!

You can tell Italian cheeses are like... THE cheeses because in American cheeses, you can taste and feel in the texture that the industries put so much CRAP in it; making it thick and, well, not as delicious! However, the mozzarella.... WOW! That was light and just... oh so good!

In other news........

Has any of you readers seen the previews for that new zombie movie? The one where the zombies "come back to life"? Any of you guys think it looks ridiculous?

I think it does...

Defies the zombie logics...

IMPOSSIBRU!

Anyway, what I'm trying to say here is that... the guy who, apparently, wrote a novel BEFORE it turned into a movie, LIVES here!

I think he won a competition?

Well, dude who lives here, congrats. Though I may never see your animated work, I still congratulate you in succeeding something that I probably won't be able to until I'm semi-older.

Besides everything I have said, today was satisfying.

<3

Day 15 of Camp P.

Hiiiii!

Simple day, once again, for the simple-minded ;)

How is everyone? I'm doing well. But this morning I almost had a breakdown.

I don't know if I shared this with you all, but before I got used to Mason's absence, I would wake up each morning bawling.

Now I'm kind of used to him being away.

Sort of.

As I was saying, it almost happened to me AGAIN this morning. Yet I stopped it, thankfully. Was NOT going to ruin my day already...

Nothing happened at college because things were either behind or terribly easy!!!

Nevertheless, the CUTEST thing occurred in ITAL class... Our teacher brought in her little tiny tot of a foster child, named Kiera.

So... Friggin'... Adorable <3

Our teacher seems inexperienced with kids. It shows quit well, haha. But I'm sure she isn't a bad parent. Just a new one.

When I got home, I rested. I only had ITAL homework and it was tough :/ I hate tough stuff to the point I have to read the rules on how to do things.

Blah.

Currently I'm on IMVU and listening to the rain pour. Hello, Rain. How do you do? It's been a while, yes? I think so too.

:) My little rhyme to end this post.

P.S: I wrote this in my car while waiting for the time to go by. It's part of a letter I was writing to Mason. I wanted to share it with you guys to show what it feels like being me right now with a boyfriend far, far away:

"I wish you could answer back to me. Asking questions and getting no reply is sort of... saddening. You feel like you're in this bubble; your own little world. Everything is fine, some drama here and there, but pretty much your life in this bubble is normal.

However, in this bubble of yours, you are missing something. You know (or don't know) what it is, yet you can't have it. But you act as if it is there anyway! Some days, you are perfectly fine pretending the thing is with you. And then other days, you feel sick to your stomach from realizing the reality of that thing not being there; it was all imagination.

Soon, you get lonely.

Then, you get depressed.

Next, you don't want to do a single thing because you'd rather wait for YOUR thing instead of dealing with other things.

Nevertheless, there's always that one morning or one afternoon or one evening when you wake up or do something or see someone and you feel lively again! Your thing is still with you, but not physically, and that's okay.

Because in the end, what you're missing, will come around the corner soon enough.

<3 Hope and Love <3

That's what keeps us going."

Day 14 of Camp P.

I have no homework.

Well, I have ITAL... But I did Math homework while my teacher gave the lesson and I kicked butt on my essays last night, though only one of them was due today...

I have some things to tell you!! I need to catch up! I keep writing them down in my journal to give to Mason but I forgot to post it on here.

Firstly, I aced a math test and got a B on my recent Italian test...

Lastly, a couple nights ago, I was having crazy ass, scary ass nightmares. I mean... when you wake up after them, you feel like you don't want to pass back out again. Yet I managed to, which was nice.

My first nightmare was about zombies. And you know how I HATE ZOMBIES!!!! Especially ones that look WAY TOO REALISTIC!! Here's what happened:

KILLING ZOMBIES @ GRANDMA'S HOUSE:

I think we were in a simulation because some scenes would reset. But beside the point, I was at my grandma J's house. At first, I and the main character from the video game "The Walking Dead" (Lee) were hiding in the kitchen as we waited for some zombies to leave. They all were outside, wanting to get inside. However, if they didn't see our silhouette, we were safe.

After a while, Lee poofed somewhere. I don't know where, but he left and soon I was with my entire family: My grandma, grandpa, uncle, mom and dad. Then there was me. We all had weapons. Of course, my grandpa wouldn't listen to us when zombies were checking out the house; we'd tell him to shut up but he'd talk so LOUDLY! And when we had to duck and get our shadows out of the sunshine, he wouldn't move to the floor. He'd just SIT there!

Sounds like him in real life, doesn't it, family? Not abiding by the rules one bit.

As I was saying, we were struggling. We were running out of ammo, people were getting scared, when SUDDENLY...

... The zombies went away and everyone was outside. It was sunny and bright and we were goofing off with this big, giant, monstrous semi-truck that I called "Optimus Prime." I mean, the bastard was MASSIVE! I don't remember who was driving it around, but I was watching it from the street and cheering it on.

Like, literally... Just this huge semi-truck was parked in front of my grandparents house and we began playing with it as if we weren't scared of zombies anymore. There were none at the time! However, that was about to change...

Something unlatched the bed of the truck with the truck itself. The truck rolled away, leaving the bed and its carrier lying still. The bummer was, the carrier's doors FLUNG open and inside... were TONS of zombies... They weren't moving. They were sprawled on top of each other as if they were dead and unable to come back to life. But mom warned me, "Be quiet." as we tip-toed back to the house.

That didn't help.

The zombies SPRUNG to life and they all fled out from the carrier. We ran hard and fast to the house. I got there first and hid inside. But where did my mom go? I went back outside and watched a swarm of zombies get together in a frantic group. My uncle began crying and pointing at the crowd of undead corpses, claiming that my mom was trapped.

She was already dead and gone. We couldn't do a single thing to save her life.

Now we were doomed. People were being killed and knocked off of our survival list. When we went back inside, the zombies knew we were there, and the house was practically busting from the seams! We ran out of ammo, there was time wasting, we tried to hide; no good.

I decided to check on the back door leading to the garage. That was about to get pushed open from all the zombies trying to get in. I tried pushing them back but I got grabbed! I tried getting loose yet they were so strong! Too strong to be normal undead, rotten-fleshed zombies!

It was too late. I was dragged outside and they began feasting on my bones. I, surprisingly, wasn't really panicking. All I screamed out was, "Restart the system! They got me!"

And that's where it ended.

My next nightmare was WORSE. Here's how this one went:

LUCIFER'S IN MY HEAD:

The title speaks for itself; this nightmare was very satanic and scary as eff-yew-cee-kay. I did NOT like it one bit... I was scared ess-ach-eye-tee-ell-ee-ess-ess when I woke up. I wanted to write Mason a quick letter before falling asleep again, but it didn't take long for me to pass out.

I was in my own house, minding my own business until I found these papers in the computer room. What had happened was... these supposedly "harmless papers" had satanic scriptures written on them. I felt if I were to nail them up on a wall, reeeeally bad stuff would happen.

So I did it.

Aaaaaand really bad stuff DID happen.

I was delusional and seeing satanic symbols and a person crucified on my kitchen's wall and there were voices, nonstop, all around me and the lighting would go back and forth; from normal to red.

I finally realized that what I had done... was super incorrect.

Out of the blue, I became religious. I ran back up to the papers, in which were nailed on the wall, and took out this "holy knife" from NOWHERE, and began cutting them up. I kept saying, "In the name of Jesus Christ, I command you to leave!"

After a good, what felt like, hour... the satanic crap stopped and the papers were destroyed.

The End!

It was a full moon those last couple of nights (even on my birthday :D). My Swedish friend on IMVU blamed the full moon for our nightmares. I might have to agree.

Another crazy thing that occurred... but it happened TODAY...

Our new Italian tutor is named Forrest.

YUP!

I met a Forrest today!!

He was introduced to us during class from our teacher. He's a majorly big time white boy; American. His home state is New Mexico. Yet he is a very good speaker in Italian. :)

I HAD to let Mason know that our all time favorite movie's main character's name was the name of our ITAL tutor.

Awesome... Indeed.

That's it! Glad you got a longer post today? :P

Day 13 of Camp P.

Pardon the super late post. I've been bed-ridden and all I have been doing today are essays and chatting with old friends on IMVU.

I'm not injured or anything, if that's what you're wondering. I just decided to be extremely lazy. So I stayed in bed all day long. No harm in that.

But seriously guys, this is a useless post. A very quick one. I did NOTHING. I had to catch up on essays, which was terribly boring, and I procrastinated on them by hanging out on IMVU.

Some old friends of mine are finally coming back online. :) It's nice. I have folks to talk with and not feel so lonely.

But yea umm... I'm going to leave it here and finish an essay I'm gradually working on currently. As you can tell, it isn't all that fascinating because I'm doing a post right now to waste time.

Hope everybody is doing well. Keep away from people who are sick! No me gusta the Flu.

Peace, love, and chicken grease.

Alligators, Texas

 

This is a photograph of two baby alligators on the mother alligator’s head. The photograph was taken at Brazos Bend State Park in Texas. This nature park is well known for its huge alligator population.

Day 12 of Camp P.

Life's boring again.

I guess I shouldn't complain.

I'm not doing anything otherwise to make it LESS boring.

I just miss Mason... I just want to wait until he comes home or is able to contact me. I don't want to do anything else! ... And that's what's making me unhappy the most...

Dad suggested a job. I don't want to get caught up in that yet. I'm fine with schooling and playing on my laptop for now. I can deal with being bored, but I can't deal with being stressed. They both suck...

I could start up a show on Netflix and watch THAT every day. Watching something I like gets me entertained and has the time flying by.

There's this channel on YouTube called Bad Lip Reading. It is EXTREMELY funny! Now I know what to look at if my day turns out to be a pain in the ass.

Talking about pain in the ass situations, I have homework to do :/ Guess why I'm not doing it...

...

......

........ TIMES UP!

The answer was, "Because it's a pain in the ass."

Did you get it correct?

... Goddamn I'm bored. I'm probably making you readers bored too; having nothing to say anymore.

I just don't know what to do! Help me! I'm suffering!!

:( Ying wants her Yang back...

Snowy Owl, Long Island

 

Not too far from the daily "rush hour" campaign one can visit one of nature's most special environments—Jones Beach, New York, the west end. It's a perfect host for various bird of prey species throughout the four seasons. Each winter hundreds of birders and photographers travel in search of the snowy owl.



Day 11 of Camp P.

HAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY TOOOOOOO MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!111

Wow.

I seriously needed a joyful day. And today was that day.

Not only was school easy-peezy lemon squeezy, but once I got home... everything was awesome. There was a small stack of presents waiting for me. :) BUT... I didn't open them yet. I played on IMVU, chillin' like a villain, then I took a walk and when I got HOME... dad was home too and he got me some flowers. However, that wasn't the only new thing. My aunt got me the edible bouquet treat! I forgot its actual name, but they are delicious!!! A bunch of yummy fruits placed as a bouquet! I saw a commercial for them and always wanted to try one out. Well, today was my lucky day!!

Before we headed out to pick up the grandparents for dinner (Benihana's), I opened up one present. It... was... the best.

Who remembers Sesame Street? You guys BETTER remember the aliens! The dudes who would try and figure things out and when they think they were right, they'd go, "Yepyepyepyepyepyep!" It was HILARIOUS! Even though I thought they were a bit creepy, they still made dad and I laugh.

As I was saying... Dad bought me a shirt of those guys!!!! I was like, "Bro... Where'd you even FIND this???" He wouldn't tell.

Benihana's was FABULOUS of course. The food was delicious, of course. Our chef was amusing and talented, OF COURSE. Everybody loved their dinner. Aunt Jill, uncle Jay, the girls and grandma Mary joined us, too. We filled up an entire table; first time!

The rest of my presents were great :) All very useful things. The one that touched me the most was the Marine corps watch. I should wear that every day in proud support of my honey <3

How I miss him...

Happy birthday, me. You had a good one. 19, baby!!!

Day 10 of Camp P.

Today was awful.

I didn't go to school. I only had one class and that was math. Since I'm doing substantially good in math, I went home after getting word from a classmate in Italian that class was canceled.

I wanted to go home when I got an upsetting text from Mason's recruiting SGT. anyway. I guess I over-stepped my boundaries with him... I thought of him as a friend, but, I suppose, it wasn't the same for him to me. A couple days ago, I sent SGT. a text saying, "Hi :) I miss you..." Really, I didn't think I should have added the "I miss you" part. I had a sense that it was a bit much. But I do! I do miss him. He's a super cool dude. I just wanted to let him know. I mean, shoot... Mason gave me his cell to text him while he was gone. I took it as a privilege and so that I wouldn't be lonely.

I didn't get a reply that day. I got the replies today. I was walking to class and he texted, "Was that meant for me?" At first, I wanted to say, "No! Sorry! That was for Mason. Sorry." yet I didn't want to lie. I wanted him to know! Because I thought he thought I was his friend too! So I answered, "Haha. Yea. Was that inappropriate? :( I'm sorry if it was."

Well, the next response was heartbreaking. I think it was scripted. It had a lot of bold, intelligent words in it. He said how someone would see it as inappropriate but to him, he understood. Then he said something about how he can't make relationships with the people he interacts with because he's a Marine. He told me he didn't want to be rude, but his personal cell was for emergencies only.

I said back, "No problem. I understand, sir." though I really didn't...

I was butt-hurt. I still am. I made things awkward. But that's through my eyes. I felt like a retard. I knew I shouldn't have said the "I miss you" part, yet I was only trying to be nice.

I had therapy today. If I didn't, I don't think I'd be writing all of this. My therapist and I discussed on the subject of relationship making. I explained that, when I meet someone and they like me and respect me and maybe they're even friends with a friend of mine, I get attached. Age doesn't matter to me... Kind of.

You get my point.

Nonetheless, she told me about professionalism and how in the professional world, relationships are limited. It doesn't mean that person hates you all of a sudden. They may still like you! However, when it comes to getting personal, that's sort of a No-no.

-sigh- ... I hate rules.

Sometimes, I wish I weren't Me.

Day 9 of Camp P.

Hi guys! I'm feeling a bit better. Still a little stressed but, I'm troopin' through. I've been constantly writing Mason letters; in the car, when I wake up, before I go to sleep. It helps the stress level drop. I kind of imagine him hearing everything I write down. It's as if I am communicating with him anyway. I miss talking to him already...

The fog has stayed. Maybe it's imitating my mood? I do feel pretty fogged up. Like I said; a lot of stuff on my brain. My thoughts are all jumbled. My head feels clogged. I don't know what to talk about anymore...

I sent an email to each of my teachers on Monday to let them know my life was being a struggle and I told them to excuse me if my grade were lowering. I got comforting responses; they were concerned and was hoping I'd feel better soon. Yesterday, my English teacher said (during class), "Hey! Good to see you!" Then today, my Italian teacher inquired if I were getting better. I nodded with a smile and she smiled back.

Speaking of Italian, I took another test today. However, I know I got a higher grade. My first test... psh... Total F! That's definitely the test I'm dropping... I'm guessing I got, maybe, a solid C on this recent one? I'm hoping I got a B. A B would be nice. :)

If I get a higher grade than an F or a D, I'll be satisfied.

I DON'T HAVE ENGLISH FOR THIS WHOLE WEEK!!!!

My teacher's daughter is having a baby and she left to go see her. Gosh... Even though I have to wait in the hallway for an hour, at least I don't have to do boring, lectured, unorganized English work.

Math is doing good. I'm kicking ass. The stuff is easy SO FAR! I don't want to brag too much because once I do, it'll get hard all of a sudden.

Irony can sometimes be a bitch, you know?

Well... other than everything I just announced, there isn't anything more going on. Keeping my mind busy, taking care of friends on IMVU, and now, I'll do a collage of photos I found on my phone. Pardon if some are repeated (from previous posts):

Day 8 of Camp P.

I didn't take my ITAL test!!! Why?? Because it's tomorrow. However, I still studied and I'll study again tonight so I get a double study in.

Today was okay. Simple. I'm glad it was. I needed a simple day today. Tomorrow will be simple too. Hopefully this entire week will be simple. That would make me pleased.

My mind is still foggy. I don't have much to say. This is unusual... Having nothing to talk about.

I saw a lot of fire trucks while going home. I think they were together and heading to the same destination. They were a few miles apart but... I think they were a group. Two were together.

I don't know... Thought it was ironic...

I write to Mason every day now. That journal is really helping me; like a stress reliever. Did I talk about writing letters to Mason but not sending them??

Well, Mason and I decided to write each other letters but not send them. When he comes home, we'll swap and read what each of us had dealt with. I think it's cool. Something to keep my mind calm and not on edge every minute.

... I guess that's all...

I think I'm going to bed soon. I'm exhausted...

The parents are being annoying, I can't think straight... my day is done.

Day 7 of Camp P.

I didn't do anything today... Just stayed on IMVU and talked to Mason for a little bit.

I'm going through some tough times at the moment; such tough times where I don't even want to study or stay awake. I only want to sleep. I don't want to eat, I don't want to MOVE... I want this living nightmare to end...

I got a text from Mason this morning at 4:30. But I didn't see it until 5:30 AM. He told me Good Morning and that he loved me with added hearts. I texted him back saying I loved him too, with added hearts, and then a Good Morning. I fell back asleep. Around 7 AM, I woke up again because of my alarm I forgot to shut off. I checked to see if Mason texted me back but... he didn't. I thought nothing of it, sent him a "Honey?" text to make sure he was okay, and fell back asleep. 2 hours later, I woke up to my phone buzzing off the hook! I checked and it was Mason. He was texting me with his iPod Touch which I thought wouldn't be possible... However, he was at a pizza parlor with his amigos and let me know his phone got taken away RIGHT AFTER he sent me that Good Morning text!!!

This is what had occurred: Him and his friends were cleaning. When they were through, he was going to text his mom to see if she was doing good. Well... He got busted. I guess that wasn't the most PERFECT timing he could have asked for and got his phone snatched away. A little while later, he went up to that SGT who took his phone away and told him what had happened. He assured him that he was done cleaning, but I guess the SGT didn't believe it was a solid excuse. So, he went to get a STRICTER SGT who bitched him out completely. He was sent on Fire Watch and was threatened on his career and how it might get a bad report due to his mistake on texting when he shouldn't have been.

Mason was flipping OUT! He thought his career was OVER. I let him know that they were simply playing it up so he certainly wouldn't do it again. Mason asked if I could let his mom and SGT Nelson know his phone got taken. I did and continued to chat with Mason until he was placed on Fire Watch for an hour. I told SGT Nelson about Mason freaking out over his career. SGT Nelson said exactly what I told Mason; they were playing it up. He shouldn't fret. But he also shouldn't do things that aren't allowed during the moment in time.

What felt like 30 minutes, I suddenly got a text from Mason. AND IT WAS FROM HIS PHONE! I didn't understand! And I couldn't ask because he immediately told me he'd "BRB". Ten minutes later, I was talking with my love once more. Apparently, the SGT gave him his phone back after a bit of Fire Watch duty. With that, he also told him he shouldn't do it again or they'll send his phone HOME and he wouldn't get it until after a couple of months. I know, for a fact, Mason learned his lesson. Yet we were happy as could be when he got his phone back.

I informed Mason of what SGT Nelson told to me and I believe he started feeling a tad better. The only crappy thing was, right when he got his phone, about 20 minutes later, he called me and advised me that he had to give back his phone in 30 minutes. It wasn't because he got in trouble again, but EVERYONE had to. Tomorrow is their beginning of training. Mason even stated that it might get real rough because they might try and get everything done around 19 days instead of 30. They have a lot new Marines and they want to get this build up flattened before things get complicated.

It was ubber hard saying Goodbye to Mason once our time was up. You could hear him choke when he said, "Bye." I know I sounded choked up too when I said, "Bye" back. I cried after hanging up. I didn't want to hang up the phone. It was just like last night; we'd keep saying "I love you" and "Goodnight" and "Talk to you later" but we wouldn't rush on hanging up our phones. We'd giggle and point it out and we'd say, "But I don't want to hang up!" However, we had to this time. We couldn't mess around and say things like that or he might have gotten into deeper crud.

4 weeks without communication will be like the 3 months he was away in boot camp. He kept telling me to be strong and I told him I would try. But things are escalating over here... Angel, the female Beagle in the bunch, is sick. She could have this disc disease where a disc in her spin is pushing on her nerves system. We took her to the vet this afternoon and that's what the doctor said. She'll be on muscle relaxers for the next month. She also has to stay in a kennel for the next month. She can't be jumping or energetic or anything. It might dislodge the disc even more and that could be really bad.

We might take her in for an MRI, or whatever it is called. We might have to do surgery.

I'm with her right now. She won't stop whining. She isn't herself. She's usually really hyper and wanting to play and run off somewhere. But lately she just wants to lie down and do nothing. At first, we all thought someone attacked her. Now, we're starting to think it's this disease...

I pray she'll be alright in the end.

I pray that I'll be alright in the end.

Parakeets, Ecuador

In Ecuador's Yasuní National Park, cobalt-winged parakeets flock to a pool. Scientists have identified nearly 600 species of birds in the park.

Day 6 of Camp P.

Whoops! I just realized two of my most recent posts were on the same day!! I guess you readers can easily get which day is which, correct?? Maybe this app is just freaking out and it's perfectly fine on the Internet. Who knows?! ... I'll check after this post.

Well! I've been talking to Mason all damn day long and it's making me the happiest person alive. Another thing that has made me very happy is the fact that Mason might get a month off after THIS month due to his schooling in Florida being backed up for 6 months... I am keeping my hopes up high on this one. I know when I usually do that, I'm slammed to the ground with denial but... you know?? I miss him. He misses me and his friends and family. I think it would be a great opportunity to see him ONE LAST TIME before I hardly see him at all during his 9 months in Florida.

I even was texting him during my walk. I don't talk to people while I do my walks because they are my downtime; where I relax my brain. Yet I want to spend every last SECOND with him. I don't mind it being through text or a phone call or Skype or IMVU, etc. But just having communication with him is amazing right now. I didn't think I would be able to, but I am. Though this will be the last weekend for a month that I get to talk to him, I'm still very happy I get to anyway.

Today was Elise's birthday party but we skipped on going. We didn't feel like waiting an hour for seafood... So we had Taco Time.

Alright, I'm going to dash. I am still texting Mason! Stop bothering me, blog! I'm trying to talk to my hubby! :) Peace and love. I'll see everyone tomorrow. <3

Day 5 of Camp P.

Well, well, well, well, well, well, WELL!

Guess who I got to talk to today???

THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3

It isn't only Sunday. It's the WEEKEND!!! I get to talk to him tomorrow also :D And we'll Skype!!!

The only sad part is that this is the ONLY weekend I get to speak to him. I have to wait for a month until I am able to speak to him again; and that's when he is in Florida.

He'll be doing a lot of training! Too busy to talk to his family, I suppose. And that's alright, you know? At least he'll be doing greatly and succeeding and getting past this tough part in our lives.

We texted and talked over the phone pretty much the entire day. Sometimes he had to go because of chores or studying. However, we were able to keep in contact with one another sooner or later during the day.

Currently, we're STILL texting! We just got done Skyping. He was hiding in his closet, that little naughty! :) It was wonderful to see him...

He got all of my voice mails, haha! Afterwards, he asked if I could limit them to one each day. I said, "Of course." I was going to do that anyway. Yet, I think I won't do it anymore since he won't get to listen to them until after a month...

That's a lot of 3:05 long voice mails...

As I was saying, it's great to hear from him. I might even get Monday to chat with him. MLK day. :) NO SCHOOL!!!

I love you, Mason. I can't tell you enough how wonderful it is to speak to you in a time of need <3 Forever and Always, honey. Until next time; I'll be thinking of you.

Day 4 of Camp P.

3:05 is how long a general voicemail message lasts. If you try to go over that limit, you'll be cut off by a beep.

I wonder how I know that fact? ;)

Today was alright. Soooo happy it is FRIDAY!!! GOD!!! Two more days until I speak to my honey! <3

ENGL was actually pretty flippin' awesome. I got a "great job" on my essay when the teacher called me up to have a small conference about it. She scribbled all over the paper. However, she let me know it was a wonderful first draft.

Like a boss.

In MATH, I got a 14/15 on my math quiz!! Booya!!! Doin' better and better as time progresses!

And, of course, ITAL was nice also.

You know what's freaky about going to and from school??? The fog... I go over this water bridge and it is like falling into another dimension!! You cannot see anything beyond the bridge OR all around the bridge... Just... whiteness... everywhere... You see the bridge and the cars going along with you towards a journey of the unknown. I mean, if you died on a highway, that would be your afterlife; utter limbo of just... going along a highway and that was your main focal point - cars and an endless highway.

It DOES tweak out the brain a little bit! I must admit! I tend to have an anxiety attack each time because I don't know whether I have just DIED or I'm GOING to DIE or a giant ass cruise ship miscalculated and will soon be smashing into the bridge...!

I don't know...

I'm weird.

My immagination is nuts.

Besides the point... I KEEP FORGETTING TO KISS MASON'S PICTURE NEAR THE FIREPLACE!!!! :( I feel awful each time I remember and I'm already half way to school... Yet I do have a picture of him on my bed piece. I usually pick that one up and give it a good smooch before falling asleep.

I miss him...

I thought I would get used to him being gone... But it's even WORSE. I don't understand! Why?????

Gah... I woke up this morning CRYING again... Mom was home, too! AND she was AWAKE! She sometimes doesn't get up until 8! But she was up before me!!

Maybe quietness in the morning isn't the best...

But my alarms aren't helping neither! They remind me of when the alarms would wake Mason and I up and we'd see each other, beside one another, and snuggle before getting ready for the day...

This is so tough...

I'm sure it's tough on Hal and Mason too...

But my God...

If I don't turn insane soon, it'll be a miracle.

Speaking of Hal, I got a text from him during ENGL!!!

YEA! YOU HEARD ME RIGHT! A TEXT!!!!

That sucker has the most laid back instructors of ALL TIME. He is able to have his phone; ditto for his entire PLT. Sadly, Mason isn't in the same PLT and HIS instructors made them turn IN their phones...

I got all of this information an hour ago. Hal called. He's allowed to use his phone during night time. But when they are actually doing stuff, they better not have their phones even VISIBLE. They'd get in big trouble; I know it.

Hal says Mason is doing alright. Hal made Squad Leader. I'm proud of him. :)

Hal thinks that Mason only being able to contact me on Sundays is a bit strange. I think so too! Shouldn't it be the weekends and not only Sunday???? Oh well... We'll figure this out in two days, I suppose...

Nonetheless, I'm happy I'm able to talk to Hal. I don't feel so lonely anymore.

Yet when I do feel lonely, I text SGT. Nelson; the man who recruited Hal and Mason. Nelson is an AWESOME guy!! So I want to keep in touch. :)

Anyway... Yep... Just on IMVU right now talking to a girl who lives on an island below India. Crazy, right?

Ladybug and Daylily

A ladybug peeks out from a daylily.

Day 3 of Camp P.

It's been foggy all damn day. It freaks me out!! Post zombie apocalypse???? ;)

Nah... The real reason why it freaks me out is because I can't see ANYTHING 20 feet ahead of me as I drive!!! It's insane!!! I've never dealt with fog at this density before... AND I've never seen it stay like this for an entire day. I think it went away around early evening yesterday. But today?? It's still hanging around.

I guess the clouds finally figured out a way to hug us... <3

Speaking of the morning time, prior to heading out the door and going to school, I kiss the picture of Mason mantled on the glass table next to the fire place. It's in the front room so every time someone comes in, they see who I'm dating :)

It'll probably come as a routine; just like how I tend to call Mason's phone every once in a while and leave him a message about anything!

You know... I feel better doing it. I feel like he can actually hear me as I leave that message. And when I listen to his voice as it tells me to leave a message, I feel all warm and fuzzy inside... I love his voice.

Today was an okay day. I still feel crummy but not as bad. I think I'm finally defeating this cold, which is nice. It's been almost 3 weeks now that I've been hacking up mucus. God... Thanks winter for switching snow with colds...

I went to therapy today. I had a good session. Got a bunch of things off of my chest. When I got home, I read a positive post from Lily talking about Karma. I needed to hear THAT.

I told you guys we have Netflix now, right? FREAKIN' FINALLY!!! I love Netflix!! Mason and I watch it all the time!! Now we can at my house too!

Last night I watched "Night at the Roxbury", "Donnie Darko" and "What's Eating Gilbert Grape." All great movies. I've never seen Donnie Darko or the Gilbert Grape movie. Both very interesting. Ever seen Leonardo DiCaprio play a good down-syndrome boy? Well, you can now by watching What's Eating Gilbert Grape. You get to see Leo AND Depp young!

Tonight I watched "Super 8." That movie was epic... I love Spielberg.

PLEASE BECOME IMMORTAL! WE'D ALL APPRECIATE IT, STEVEN!!! THANKS!!!

:) You think he heard me?

Yea... I think so too. :D

Day 2 of Camp P.

(If you're wondering where Camp P. is, A.K.A. Camp Pendleton; it's located in San Diego, CA)

I really hate waking up in the morning and starting it off with tears. Goddamn was I sad this morning... Right when I heard my alarm and turned it off, the sense of loneliness hit me like a ton of bricks to the face. I began wailing and crying, what felt like, gallons of tears. My mom is on a business trip at the moment. She left yesterday and won't be home until Thursday morning. Dad leaves for work around 5:30 AM so... yea! I was pretty much alone this morning. Excruciatingly lonely. Shoot, I was even crying while getting dressed. It was BAD.

The only thing that made me calm down was the fog this morning. It overlapped everything! And the orange-colored sun behind it was absolutely gorgeous. I wanted to take a picture but... I couldn't get myself to do so...

I'm not doing so well, bros. I have been sick for the past 2 weeks and I'm about to start my Monthly Gift. It's late this time. I guess I'm super stressed out and don't even know it. I WAS stressed out real bad last night because of what occurred (family issue) which made me not want to finish my homework. However, this morning I was able to get it all done. Yay!

My day didn't make me feel any better. ENGL again was lame sauce, ITAL was frustrating because I missed a day and didn't have a clue of what my classmates and teacher were talking about and MATH was... well, you know. Tomorrow I have a quiz on 4 sections in MATH. They're easy sections so I hope my brain can comprehend the fact that I'll have to THINK tomorrow afternoon instead of being all upset and unable to process stuff.

Hopefully my handwriting will get better too. It's screwed up also. At least my driving wasn't wacky like I expected.

I'm currently taking a break from starting my civil right essay. That sucker's due tomorrow!! Can't believe it! Thank God it doesn't have to be an enormous amount of pages. Technically, we can do it as long as we want it to be (more than a paragraph though, of course). Yet there is a rule in the syllabus that states that the "test" essays (I'm working on numeral uno right now) should be 3 pages long or 500-650 words.

I don't know, man. I am doing it on Gay Marriage so I'll have a LOT to say (I'm for it, by the way). I'm sure I'll get at least 500 words. If not, then I'll be struggling.

Wish me luck!

Eurasian Otters, Shetland Islands

In the Shetland Islands a mother and two male cubs listen intently to the clicking of the photographer’s camera. The nose of the cub at right had a recent encounter with a crab. Adults don’t live as pairs, and males play no part in raising the young.

Day 1 of Camp P.

Last night, the first thing I saw when I walked into Mason's house was of him crying. I immediately placed my things on the ground and held him. He was getting on Xbox; probably to cover up the pain of him leaving all over again.

Moira came out. She was upset too. Gave us each kisses on the head before going on her way. I snuggled Mason all night long. I tried my hardest to stay awake, but I ended up passing out multiple times on the couch. Mason constantly woke me up. He was sad I was sleepy... But I was exhausted from a hard days of useless work.

After he got done packing and watching Netflix and eating dinner, we went downstairs. We talked about it, teared up with each other, romanced with one another before finally falling asleep around 1 AM.

We got up at 5 AM. Mason got dressed, packed a few more things prior to going to the airport. Moira came with. We parked the car and followed Mason to his destination. We weren't able to wait with him because of how security works, so we said our goodbyes as he went through the line of people and onto the other side. I saw Hal too, but didn't say anything. I was too upset... I tried hard not to burst out crying. I knew if I did, Mason might have and it would be a giant mess.

Once we couldn't see him anymore, we left. I kept texting him and texting him, even while I drove, until he hopped on a plane at 7:30 AM. I dropped off his mom, I went home, and I bawled. I didn't go to school. I knew I wouldn't get through it without falling apart. I'm still doing homework though. I'm... dealing with some family issues right now so... that's doubling the sorrow and pressure.

Anyway... as you could have guessed, I'm not doing well AT ALL. I'm more or less in the mood of not caring... But I have to. I want to. For Mason. <3 I have to get through it like he has to get through his situation. If he's going to be successful, so am I. If he's going through a rough time, so am I. Let us defeat this together, honey. One day at a time.

Day 31 of Leave

So... I'm going to start doing my posts on my phone because this awesome app isn't stupid like my computer! It actually allows me to post pictures... Sheesh! (Excuse the posts if they look a bit weird now)

Anyway, other than that, today sucked... I know I bombed my ITAL test since I didn't study, ENGL was frustrating because supposedly a piece of homework was due however my teacher has the strangest way of teaching where she doesn't seem to explain our homework. I guess she thinks we'll magically know it by heart through one explanation in the beginning of class. Soooooo, that made me feel like a rotten student! Math was fine. Just boring.

I wanted to head home early today. I wasn't doing so hot this entire morning. Mason is... leaving tomorrow... for 10 months. I'm miserable, guys. I'm taking tomorrow off. I don't think I'd be able to make it throughout the day without bursting out in tears.

I'll be taking Mason to the airport. I didn't get to do that when he was leaving for boot camp. This is going to be horrible. Absolutely saddening. I won't be able to hold it back. I'll be crying in front of so many people and I wouldn't even care!!! I'm going to miss him. I really am. I truly, seriously am going to miss him. I always do. Whether he's in another room or in another state, I miss him like nobodies business. <3 :(

Mason isn't doing so hot either. We talked last night up until 2-3 AM. We just got it out there in the open; how we felt and what was swirling in our agitated brains. He even got so upset, as we lied down, he took off his dog tags and tossed them to the floor. "I'm tired of looking at Marine stuff. I need a break." He said.

You remember when it was Family Day and once you finally found Mason in the crowd of newly Marines and their families and when you held on to him, bawling your little eyes out, he didn't really seem too overwhelmed??? Well, Mason let me know that he was. He said, last night, as I held on to him crying, he held back his tears and it was very, very hard for him. He claimed he didn't want us to become a mess! I understand. We would have been doomed. We would have been a mess for sure. But at the time and before Mason told me last night, I didn't think he was as thrilled to see us as I was to see him. I thought he wanted to look "good". I thought he was sucking it up so he wouldn't get teased or yelled at. Yet I do remember, while I cried and hugged him, he whispered, "Hi honey." I heard his voice crack. In the back of my mind, I knew he was holding SOMETHING back. But I didn't know what.

It was nice to be informed of those things and many more. I thought Mason had turned into a robot of no emotion. Like my mom's friend said, "They tear down the civilian side of you, and build you back up as a soldier." My sweetie is a soldier, but he's also still my Mason. <3

P.S: Here is what Mason bought me for my birthday! <3

Day 30 of Leave

 

Happy early birthday to me!! How come? Because Mason took me out to 13 Coins tonight; wearing his Blues while I wore a beautiful gown (of course, my mother's). It was an EXCELLENT dinner! Such a pretty place! I was impressed. The booths were really high, the light was dim, and the people there were delightful. I had King Crab legs and May May had French Dip. Yummy delicious!

 

Before we dressed up and headed out for din-din, we went to Spuds for lunch and then to Lincoln Park. God... It brought back so many different memories and we'd always remind each other of them!! It was cute! <3 As we walked along the beach, we found these logs that, if you sat down and hopped up and down on them, they acted like a spring! It was the most entertaining thing. I was... TOTALLY in bouncy-world heaven. Mason and I were GIGGLING like a bunch of school girls. It was WAY too much fun. Hahaha!

 

After that, we went on the path. We watched a big ass crane go by, being tugged by a tugboat. We saw that rock that would always have "LOVE" spelled on it. And yes, someone spelled "LOVE" on it again. I took a picture.

 

We visited our spots, especially the Circle of Trees where we goofed about in there before going home. It was COLD!!!

 

OH! And... want to hear something funny? Something that only I would do?

 

Well, we were "hiking" up this hill to get to our Circle of Trees when all of a sudden, Mason states, "You know, this was how high The Reaper mountain was." as he pointed to the steeper part of the giant hill. I cringe. It was practically VERTICAL. I say, "Oh... Wow. This must be a walk in the park for you then." Just then, Mason begins busting out laughing. I ask what I said and he replies, "A 'walk in the park'. We're in a park." I do the biggest face-palm of my life for not noticing that... I laughed so hard!!! So now, whenever I say that saying, I'll remember how retarded I was at not going, "And that ain't no PUN!"

 

Lincoln Park was great, but the dinner was even MORE great. Technically, this is the second time we've done a personal dinner at a nice restuarant while dressing up. But LITERALLY, this restuarant counted as the first since the chowder house down at Alki beach wasn't so... fancy in a sense. It was NICE! But not as fancy as 13 Coins. It was gorgeous there. I liked the food too! They had a LOT of yummy choices.

 

After dinner, we went home to change, I drove to May May's house and then we all went to visit Lily. She and her boyfriend have a bearded dragon named Bubba. I got to hold him and cuddle him! He was real chill. He kept falling asleep on me as I petted him. He was adorable. I still want a lizard for my own. Or a snake. Or a bird. Or a horse.

 

Or a Ferrari. Ya know. Something in those categories... ;)

 

Nah, but yea; he was a little cutie-pants. I wanted to steal him for home!

 

It's 1:33 AM. I really need to go to bed but... I don't want to! I hate school!! This quarter is super lame!!!

 

On Tuesday though, I won't be going to school. I'll be taking Mason to the airport. He's heading out for Camp P. in San Diego. He'll be there for a month (the reason why he took me out to dinner so early for my birthday. My b-day is the 25th of this month). Afterwards, without a Leave, he goes to Florida for training. He'll be there for 9 months. That's... a long freakin' time. At least we have Skype and calling. At least we have communication beyond letters. At least we have those things. But it'll still be hard as Hell...

Day 29 of Leave

Game night last night/this morning was AWESOME! We stayed up until 5 in the morning. Mason and Alex played Black OPS but before it, we (Alex, Mason, Jakob and his sister) watched the movie Dredd. That movie was REDICULOUS!!! However, the food was good! As we made fun of the movie, we had Little Caesars pizzas. I love that pizza parlor. Yummy!

 

Today, it was a laid back day. I did some homework (Still need to do more... Bleh) and tomorrow, Mason is taking me out to a birthday dinner at 13 Coins! Yet that is AFTER we're visiting Lincoln Park. It has been a long time since we've been there. It'll be cold! But WE DON'T CAAAARE!!!!!! <3

 

We're waking up really early, 7 AM, dropping off my car at home so dad could fix its issues and THEN walking there. It'll take an hour but...

 

WE DON'T CAAAAARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111

 

Hopefully the tide is UBER low!! We'd be out hunting for yittle sea guys. :)

 

Anyway... Yea! Can't wait for tomorrow <3 It's going to be wonderful. Mason will be in his Blues, I think I might put on a dress... We're going to look GORGEOUS!!!

Birds, Isreal

Hula Lake, Israel

Day 28 of Leave

FRANK AND BEEEAAAANZZZ!!!!!!!!

Jim's and Pam's saying from The Office. <3

Hey y'all. Long day. Mason stayed home today. He'll be having tomorrow off of work also. His great grandma, who lived in OR, has passed on to the big man upstairs. She passed yesterday while he was at work. He's feeling a tad better, but it'll still be a bit more until he is fully healed. I gave a text to Aunty Amber, letting them know that my prayers were with them.

Maybe tonight will do the trick. We're having a game night with the fellas. I hope I'm not TOO tired tomorrow. Not only will I MIGHT be taking Hal to work (in the morning...), but I also have a birthday to attend; my cousin Jaylee's. I think she's turning 10?? Gosh, how time flies.

I'm watching Family Guy with May May right now. I guess I'll end THIS post with an awesome NatGeo picture! Haven't done that in a long time. I've got a good one today!!!

Cheetah and Leopard, Botswana

A very rare, adrenaline-packed showdown between two spotted predators: a male cheetah and a female leopard. The leopard came to steal the cheetah's fresh kill. No one expected the cheetah to fight for it, as he is lower on the predator hierarchy, but he was very hungry—it had been a couple of days since his last meal. We were all stunned by the sudden engagement between the two cats. Sometimes hard work pays nothing and ultimately the leopard prevailed. Taken in Botswana.

Day 27 of Leave

Same crap, different day. However, I think I'm losing it a little bit here and there...

I'm not remembering homework assignments or what to do on them if they are given out. Especially in ENGL since my teacher doesn't explain donkey butt. I don't like her teaching :/ My brain doesn't work that way... She just writes down the homework, blandly explains it and then has us on our way. She keeps saying, "It's in the syllabus. It's in the syllabus." but WHERE!? And I don't READ to download information! I do hands on stuff OR get tutored. THAT'S how my brain works. It's been taught that for 12 stinkin' years...

In other news, I learned TODAY that if you don't have a college-leveled class, your credits don't count and cannot be transferable...

I have two out of three classes that are not college-leveled classes...

I am SO pissed about that. I feel like these last 4 months have been a WASTE of MONEY!!

... But... You know what? If I were to go STRAIGHT into a college-leveled course, I'd probably fail.

Now THAT'S wasting money.

I guess it's a good thing that my college has "practice" college courses. If I were supposed to be in a college-leveled class, I'd be there by now. Besides, if I kick ASS in these classes this quarter, I could get bumped to a college-leveled class. That would make my LIFE! I don't want to stay in college longer!!! God... All I want to be is an author. Can I just... stop learning and do what I want to do? Sheesh. Such a process life is.

Day 26 of Leave

I've been working on homework this entire time :/

... Okay, I took a 2 hour nap because I was exhausted today... I even got good sleep last night!! I guess I was pushed too much today...

I have TONS of homework for ENGL... I don't like that class. I can't believe it has to be my major! Maybe when I get into the college level classes, everything will turn out to be funner and the classmates will know what respect means and how NOT to act like a bunch of baboons.

ITAL was great! I mean... when is it EVER NOT great? It's so cheery and exciting and has lots of humor going around.

MATH was alright. Boring, but fine. We took a quick quiz before lecture. I hope I did well... I didn't study because I was lazy last night and had no time this morning because the traffic sucked butt the whole way there.

Nothing much happened at all today. Kind of was a load of bullcrap... Only in ENGL though... So, I won't be harsh with my other 2 classes. They treat me nicely. Thank you MATH and ITAL for not being so picky... Unlike ENGL where when you correct your essays, you're supposed to ONLY PRINT OUT the part of the essay that was corrected... Not the entire thing.

How does that make logical sense?

It doesn't.

Day 25 of Leave

 

This post won't be long. All I'll say is that I didn't like today very much...

You know what I heard on the radio today?? That Bloggers have nothing to say and they seem to have enough time to prove it. Well... I guess your right with MOST people. But some people actually like to write about their life and share it with the world because it's interesting to them. The people they're talking about are those folks who just post pictures and write a small caption about it. OR... they hardly write anything for their post. Maybe they say what they saw or something... I don't know! I don't read other people's blogs. I just write mine and get on with the day.

God... I'm so upset right now. I got to get on some pills, man... I am so miserable when Mother Nature is about to give me my monthly gift. Jesus, it's not a gift at ALL. It's a freakin' CURSE!! It makes US miserable and OTHERS miserable because WE'RE miserable!!!

But Mason is so HAPPY all of the time and I have to be this droopy girlfriend... I try not to be moody but every little thing gets to me! Like... my driving skills sucked donkey ass today. I hurt Enrico WAY too many times! I couldn't believe it... What was UP with me today????

I'm still upset about having to deal with a bunch of retards this quarter... I can't get over that!! What is WRONG with me???? Why do they even matter??? Uuuuuugh, I don't understand myself...

Eff it, I'm out of here...

I'm going to go and be a bad girlfriend and go to sleep instead of see my May May even though he wants to see me... But I'm going to sleep so I can feel better tomorrow. Hopefully I feel better tomorrow!! I have 5 more days with Mason... And I have to become a bitch these last 5 days??? Thanks, moodiness. You're SO... FRIGGIN'... AWESOME!!!!!

I hate being a girl...

Day 24 of Leave

Aaaaaaaand today was RETARDED!!!!

It is Monday though...

But MAN... Why do I always have to deal with the idiots? I'm sure all of you wonderful people out there are stating the exact same thing, right? "Why the FRICK me?"

As Mason says (from boot camp), "F*** me, right?"

I can't believe it... Sometimes I wonder if these people finished high school.

In ITAL, this girl stole my spot... I guess we don't have actual assigned seats, however I liked where I sat. And she KNEW where I sat... It was almost as if that was her way of me noticing her and going to magically talk to her some more like that one day (Friday?) as we waited for class to begin. She's a bit annoying... She's that one chubby girl who wears glasses and does that irritating laugh where they blow out the air from their lungs through their mouth and it's sort of like a wheeze. And she likes to butt into conversations A LOT. Nice girl. But... I don't really want to deal with her... I deal with enough idiots this quarter.

Hopefully tomorrow she doesn't jack my spot. I really like that spot. And I look stupid switching one seat over for ENGL...

Anyway, I have ANOTHER one of those girls in my MATH class. I don't talk to her and she's never talked to me but I do sit a couple feet away from her. She seems slow in the head. Maybe people who laugh like that ARE slow in the head.

Or not and I'm just being an ass right now.

I'm just saying!! There's a lot of... interesting people I'm dealing with at college this quarter. It's not making things any less stressful. Especially when your ENGL teacher teaches in a tone where we feel like 6th graders.

Okay, in a sense, a bunch of the morons in that class SHOULD be in 6th grade because... they're morons... and don't listen... at all.

NEVERTHELESS, I don't need to be talked to like that. I believe I'm intelligent enough to be talked to like a regular adult, thank you very much!

God, I can't wait for ENGL 101. Maybe that's where all of the SMART people inhabit. It is, in fact, the start of the college course classes. Right now, I'm not in a college course class. It is, in a way, but isn't. Makes sense?

Yea... Doesn't really either for me.

Day 23 of Leave

HEEEEEYYYY YOUUUUU GUUUUUYYYSSS!!!!

Excuse the random post earlier. I know this blog will state I have posted this post at 6:49 PM HOWEVER... I am probably going to be ACTUALLY posting it around 11:45 PM since... it's 11:29 PM currently. We'll see!

I'll hurry with this post. Not only because I am tired but also because I don't want it to suddenly be 12:00 AM. You know about me and my anxiety... Good GOD are we not friends!

I am at home... in my bed... ALONE. Mason is at HIS home.

You must be wondering; "Why the weird notice?" WELL... I didn't finish a piece of homework and my studies were at home... I was at Mason's... Staying up at ungodly hours. Nonetheless, it was fun. And it still IS. We just... don't care. We're together having a good time being nerds with our video games and laptops and The Office episodes-

BESIDES THE POINT... I had to go home and finish it. I was thinking of going to Mason's after my homework and a shower BUT I got a text from him telling me the time of the movie we (and his cousin Eric plus his girlfriend) were going to see. We saw The Hobbit. Preeeeetty friggin' epic (of course...).

As my house was booming with surround sound, blasting the football game (WE WON AGAIN! WHOO!) while EVERYONE was hollering and hooting in the backroom, I TRIED my best to finish this essay as quickly as possible. I was being picked up in 2 hours. Yet when your crazy family and friends won't calm down, it's a bit tough to do so. I mean... I could hear them all the way OUTSIDE... and INSIDE my car! Talk about obnoxious!

I will admit though... I love my families enthusiasm. THAT will never get old... But it does sometimes get annoying... Just... putting that out there too. Got to stay truthful, am I right?

Anyway, I did finish the 1 page essay after an hour. The only reason I was able to finish was because people were leaving and it was suddenly quiet, thankfully. Then, I popped into the shower (quickest shower of my LIFE), jumped out, dressed and waited.

Eric picked us up. THANK YOU, ERIC!!! You so nice <3

The movie was short compared to the other LOTR movies. I've only seen the first one but, based one what I've heard, all of the others are JUST as long... maybe even longer... And that's what she said.

ZING!!!

I liked it! It was well made! But it has that... unrealistic acting in which I DON'T like... I get that it's a fantasy series. Fantasy stuff is a little... taboo in a sense. However, I have HIGH ASS expectations for movie/play/whatever actors/actresses. You get paid SO MUCH to act like someone else. You BETTER do a freakin' good job. I don't care if you become mentally unstable because you took on the characters persona so amazingly well and unexpectedly think you ARE that character like... for realzies. If you impress ME... then you did a mighty fine job. If you DIDN'T... well...

Tomorrow is school. Not looking forward to taking on the day with a bunch of middle aged retards. However, you got to do what you got to do.

As the Buddha stated once; "The past is history, the future is a mystery and the present is a gift."

... Just kidding. I got that from Kung-Fu Panda.

Day 22 of Leave

Hey-o! Happy Saturday. Here's a quick little post for ya!
Nothing happened.

Mason and I are being lazy bums. Got up at 1 PM after going to bed at 3 AM (pretty early, right?? For us, at least). We've been sitting here, on the couch, playing video games since then. Whoo-hoo at procrastination!!

Tomorrow, Mason MIGHT go paintballing. I chickened out. Besides, I have to do a lame ass essay... again... because you know... I'm in college and stuff.

OH WELL! Brings my writing skills up, doesn't it?? Which is a very good thing. :) Always open for achievements!

But for now... LET'S DO NOTHING!!!!! <3

P.S: Unable to upload pictures due to a glitch on Blogger. Hopefully it IS a glitch and not just my computer derping out... Pardon the random pictures and possible weird formatting!

Day 21 of Leave

REALLY QUICK BLOG HERE BECAUSE I DON'T WANT IT TO TURN 12:00 ON ME ALL OF A SUDDEN!!!! 

 

- The dude in my ITAL class who has kids and a wife looks like the child of Enrique Iglesias and Ryan Reynolds. <3 Super cute.

- In ENGL, none of my group members were there... So I had to hang around two random people who didn't seem to want to participate...

 

I'm hanging out with Mason over the weekend! I have another "essay" to write but I finished my ITAL homework so no worry with that class. NONE FROM MATH! YAY!

 

So... Yea. Hahaha. Nothing I want to talk about. Just a boring, cold day at school and a relaxing couple of hours with May May <3

 

Peace out, y'all.

 

Day 20 of Leave

I miss Mason :( He's still at work... Working. At least he isn't writing an essay like I had to for tonights homework. My first homework assignment. Of COURSE it would be in English!!

I think I did well. It didn't need to be an ungodly amount. More than a paragraph though. We had to talk about Global Warming. I remember when that was the ONLY thing EVERYONE EVER talked about. Nowadays, we are still trying to change it around, but we aren't blabbering about it 24/7 on the news and during school, etc. So I had to do a bit of research!

Researching... Oh how I've missed you... NOT!

Italian was great; like always. I never have a bad day in Italian. Everybody in there is super cool and has a sense of humor like our teacher.

Math was... boring. I don't like this one girl who seems to have a worse temper than my dad... Since my math teacher is Indian, she can't pronounce American names all too well. And when she kept saying this one girl's name wrong, the girl kept correcting her, the teacher said sorry, until the student mumbles under her breath (yet I could STILL HEAR IT!) "Pisses me off..." I almost wanted to turn around and scorn at her for being so rude and impatient. OBVIOUSLY the teacher has a tough time getting our names right. So what?? Deal with it, and move on...

Other then that... I'm bored! Tried IMVU... Nothing was happening. Figures.

I'll probably be getting that text soon from Mason, "I'm ready :D" and I'll have to move my adorable sleeping kitty, who is napping on my feet, to go get my silly hubby. <3

I do miss him though... Gosh. I think I'm traumatized with people leaving me so much... Great.

Day 19 of Leave

Watching Rugrats with my honey!! Did you know Nickelodeon has 90s at 9? Pretty sweet, right??? Because I miss the 90's cartoons. They were the best. Even the shows that weren't cartoons were funny and entertaining. Those were the good ol' days... Though I was still ubber young and hardly understood jack.

Today for the first day of school was sort of cool. Some of the students in my ENGL class are annoying... like they plan to act like high schoolers all their lives... In ITAL there's a very attractive guy who actually has a wife and kids. Totally threw me off; didn't look THAT old. And for MATH, nothing exciting. Glad I still have the same teacher. Ditto for ITAL. However, there is a girl named Peaches in my MATH class. I was really, really, REALLY close to blurting out, "Well my name's Bananas, so..." But I didn't want to get my ass beat... Hahaha.

I went to therapy after an hours rest at home. The session was GREAT. I got a lot off of my chest. I'm glad I have therapy. I don't know who I would be if I didn't have it.

After therapy, I drove to the mall to pick up Mason. Yet I decided to go inside since... I don't know... I really wanted to see him! But I hesitated since there were TONS of cops surrounding the place. I thought something HORRID happened! I wasn't about to put my life on the line when all of a sudden, I noticed the HUGE ass line leading from inside and twisting aaaaall the way outside and down passed the sushi restaurant. So I thought, "Someone famous is here?"

I head inside, look about to see what was goin' on, when I noticed a giant sign talking about two people winning free tickets to the Seahawks playoffs in WA D.C. I thought that was pretty cool before heading upstairs to the top level and meeting Mason and Hal. We sat there for 15 minutes, waiting for Alex to come so we could hop into my car and go to Red Robin. I saw Willow (one of my cousins) and she told me that one of the Seahawks were here about to sign autographs. That made perfect sense too. I'd wait in line for that also if I was any bigger of a Seahawks fan.

However... before we left... we saw Blue Thunder (the band) AND Blitz (the Seahawk)! I wanted to take a picture but I felt awkward just randomly snapping a photo of them... They went downstairs so we decided to head downstairs too so I COULD get a picture of them. Well, prior to going to the other staircase, Blue Thunder began playing!!! It was SICK AS HELL!!!! We stood there and watched in awe. They were loud, amazing, and I couldn't quit smiling. Blitz was goin' around, giving high fives and dragging out the people who wore different jerseys other than a Seahawks jersey. It was funny. How embarrassing! But Blitz was a good sport. He even had his picture taken with the people who wore different teams jerseys.

After a couple more minutes, Blue Thunder positioned themselves right behind us. That's when we decided to go ALL the way downstairs but before we completely left, Blue Thunder began playing again. So I took video.

Finally, we got into my car and had Red Robin. It was delicious of course. Then, we went to my place and watched a bit of The Simpsons. Mason fell asleep for a whole episode, Hal and Alex left for their home, and now Mason is passed out next to me. I can't wait until he'll randomly wake up soon and I get to point out how he stated just a few moments ago that he was "wide awake." I love doing that to him. Hahaha.