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.