Day 122 of San Diego

I really don't understand older people who think younger people should grow up in the sense that they're acting a little to "high school" for them, when in the first place that older person was starting drama. Interesting. I can't say whether a guy named Scotty I met on IMVU a few days ago is truly thirty-three years old when he acts like he's sixteen. Here's the story...

Scotty had a crush on a twenty year old girl named Sierra. She is on IMVU also. They've known each other for a month, I can guess, since Sierra is new to IMVU (a month old). Sierra is now getting cozy with an eighteen year old named Ian. He, too, plays IMVU. Again, they've known each other for about a month. Because Scotty had a crush on Sierra, he seems to be seeking for revenge. He flirted with me, trying to get Sierra irritated. Then today, he upped the ante. While hanging out with him, Ian, and Sierra, he invited me in a private chat, telling me horrible things about Sierra - how she slept with him and how she acted as though they were together and now she's going out with Ian. Sob story shenanigans, really. I thought I was listening to an ex-boyfriend of mine... He went on and on and on... He kept asking me if I would keep the conversation between him and I. I lied and said, "Of course!" I was telling Sierra the entire conversation from the beginning to the end. Sierra informed me that she never slept with him and that most of what he was sharing with me were lies and secrets. I believe her. Scotty and I left the private chat and joined the group back in the public room. After a few minutes of letting things sink in for Sierra, me, and Scotty, Scotty asks Sierra if they could have a talk. He invited her to a private chat. Sierra told me everything Scotty was telling her - about how he was upset that she wasn't going out with him and how the whole situation was too "high school" for him... But before Scotty could end with last remarks, Sierra left the private chat. In an instant, Scotty left the public room without saying a word. I deleted Scotty from my Friends List.

Don't worry. We were friends for a measly two-four days. Nothing ignited while our friendship was fresh. Haha.

Now, I must plan for when he recognizes that I'm no longer his friend. I don't know if I should blatantly tell him that I was deeply troubled by his lying and disrespect towards Sierra when the only problem was him becoming angry because Sierra didn't choose him. Or I should lie and say, "Damn... Maintenance must have taken a few friends off of my list."

I don't like lying... It weighs heavy on my shoulders and I feel it's wrong... I like telling the truth. Especially when people need to hear it. People need to be confronted for such cruelty. I understand that karma will get the best of Scotty, but I want Scotty to KNOW that I'm not giving in to his bull. I don't want him to think he got away with something quite immature. For a thirty-three year old man, I'll say I have bigger balls then he'll ever have.

The plan is definitely still under construction. I'm prepared for what I think will come once Scotty figures out what I've done.

Laguna Colorado

"I was traveling in South America last year, and one of the last places I visited was Uyuni in Bolivia, which is famous for its salt flats," says Your Shot member Dharshana Jagoda. "There was a stop at Laguna Colorada on our tour, which made up for the disappointment of being at the salt flats months ahead of the rainy season (too early to see the reflections produced by rain on the flats). I first saw the lake from quite a distance and didn't see the flamingos, only the contrast of the red water against the crystallized minerals. This photo was taken on my way back from the base of the lake." (By: Dharshana Jagoda)

Day 121 of San Diego

I'm watching Die Another Day with mom. I grew up to Pierce Brosnan as 007. I think I can say he's my favorite Bond. But I do like Daniel Craig as Bond. They both are very handsome Bonds. I think they look the part quite well. 

My day was fun. Played more of GTA V. I feel terrible, though... Whenever I'm stuck, I need to look up the solution. I wish I was as skilled as Mason! The man is a video game GENIUS! 

Well, he's just a genius in himself. 

But with video games... never underestimate his power. 

I need to find a desert with a temple that holds a sacred lamp. If this lamp is found, after surviving the deadly traps of course, I could rub the lamp and conjure the genie inside. I'll have the chance of getting three wishes granted. Screw the other two, my main wish would be to become as smart and as positive as Mason is. 

Tomorrow, I'm thinking of continuing my journeys on GTA. You see... I have - as Bond would say - unfinished business. 

Day 120 of San Diego

Quick, quick! Like a bunny!

I must finish this so I can continue playing GTA V. I'm playing the story mode as we speak... Or type... However you want to put it!!!

I've been playing the damn game since nine in the morning. I'm SO glad I didn't immediately jump on IMVU. I KNEW something better was out there for me, waiting for me to play it.

That's GTA V. I'll soon beat this game, then play online. I've already created my crew. Mason and my friend Blue are members. I might not share my crew publicly, yet things may change. You may never know. 

Alright! Off I go! Currently, I'm searching for somebody as Trevor tortures this poor guy... I don't enjoy the torturing part... But the driving is always nice. :)

Day 119 of San Diego

My mom is trying to fix the cable for the tiny TV in my bedroom. I want to watch something happy before going to sleep.

Yes, I was a moron again and I watched something scary.

BUT COME ON! It was Ghost Adventures! I love that show! The folks and I used to watch it every time it was on! I can't miss an episode when I remember to watch it! 

Anyway... My day was fine. I simply did nothing. Played on my computer. That's it! 

My parents and I were pondering on whether we should hike over the weekend. Yet it looks like it's going to pour down rain. 

I really need to think of something else other than, sleeping, eating and playing on my computer. 

Ironically, I want to get to sleep now... I'm tired and I don't know what to do to keep myself occupied. 

I wish Mason had his computer fixed... Then we could hang out...

I don't even think we'll be able to Skype Sleep tonight...

Day 118 of San Diego

Mason and I are Skyping with him using his iPod. It's a nice treat since his computer decided to die during my break...

Goddamn bad luck.

My day was okay. Just hung out on IMVU while watching movies.

OH! AND!

I can officially say I have finished a Jaw Breaker!!!! 

Yes, thank you, thank you! No need for an applause. It was a pleasure. 

Now... Where is my plaque? Took me twenty years! It's a record in my books!

I have proof!: 

Day 117 of San Diego

Have you ever been so upset, you started to laugh? And I don't mean a small chuckle... I mean as if you heard the funniest joke in the world... 

I have had that happen to me! Many times. 

Even today!

I'm not sure Mason knows how to work on a broken computer... Then again, I may be biting my tongue later considering he was an engineer for his high school's robots! We did go to a TECH school, might I add...

Yet I feel as if he drew a blank with his computer. My mom works on computers for a living. She was telling me everything to tell Mason to try and save his hard drive. He didn't do any of it... However, he did buy a new hard drive today! But he had to order an operating system. So, his computer is pretty much a shell right now. 

Bad news?

There's always bad news!

Mason shipped the operating/recovery system to his pal's house! But... his friend is going on Leave before the package arrives! AND HIS FRIEND IS GOING TO TEXAS!!!!!!

I didn't menacingly laugh over that... I laughed over me freaking out over thinking it was the HARD DRIVE that was being shipped!!! 

Nevertheless, the damn computer is STILL an empty shell unless it has the operating/recovery system. 

I don't know diddly squat about computers, people. I just play on them!

Anyway... I'm totally fussy!! Because I was hoping my break would be FABULOUS by hanging out with Mason  OVER THE ONE THING IM ADDICTED TO - the computer. 

See how dependent I am over technology? Generations these days!

I guess an all-nighter won't be happening during this break... Pity. 

The only exciting thing about today was licking the Christ out of a Jaw Breaker and getting to its center. Check out my progress:

Day 116 of San Diego

Today was the last day of school for me. I finished the math final in an hour and a half. There was one question that had me struggling for a good ten minutes... I redid it over and over again. I think about three or four times. I just couldn't figure it out! The answer wasn't supposed to be negative - it dealt with how much money you would have after so many tickets were sold or whatever. But the answer I was getting WAS negative!

I just hope I passed...

TOMORROW... What to do tomorrow...?

Well... I might have to wait on hanging out with Mason over the computer now... His computer broke. The Hard Drive apparently died and he needs to take it to Best Buy or a technician for renewal or a new one. Supposedly, his computer's fan doesn't work nor does his DVD player. We disagree on buying a new computer because his current computer is only a year old. My computer is two years old. It had complications with its battery. It was solved easily, thanks to the warranty.

Mason thinks he'll get his computer into repair tomorrow or on Friday. He has to depend on one of his shop friends to take him to a Best Buy or a computer store. They may be available those two days.

I don't need the luck now. Give it all to Mason!

However, pray that I never watch a scary movie right before bed ever again...

Truth be told, last night... I watched The Conjuring with the folks. Yes... before I went to bed. I thought, "Eh! This movie isn't half bad! Scary... I like it! But not cheesy."

I regret it... I regret liking that movie before going to sleep!

I COULDN'T sleep! Even after asking my mom to sleep with me so I wouldn't have to sleep alone!

Yea, that's right! I still ask my mom to sleep with me! And I'm twenty!

Look out, we have a badass over here... ;)

Actually, we both slept like crap. Mom didn't know why. I KNEW WHY... I had HORRENDOUSLY HAUNTING nightmares about ghosts and demons... Each time I woke up, my brain was in a panic, telling me to stay awake.

I had to go back to sleep, though, since I had the stupid math final...

Or else I would have been up all night, watching happy movies and looking at silly pictures over the internet.

The reasons why I still sleep with a nightlight...

See Through

British artist and photographer Hugh Turvey uses x-ray technology to create what he calls Xograms, a fusion of visible light and x-ray imagery. Here, he captures a swimming goldfish. (By: Hugh Turvey)

Day 115 of San Diego

Oh, for God's sake. Let me sleep already!

Actually, I shouldn't blame my blog for still being awake. I had to revise my story and write a one-paged essay about my revision...

Don't worry! I turned it in on time! Today was the due date, but I had until midnight. Thank goodness for midnight.

I have another final tomorrow; math. My philosophy final seemed easy to me! However, I could have gotten everything wrong... I finished the damn thing in thirty minutes. Yet so did everybody else. HAH! I did study like a son of a bitch over the weekend. My eyes were glued to the study guide. I haven't study for math AT ALL... Aren't I lucky? I get to wake up at six to study and then drive to school at eight to take the 9:30 math final.

Let's hope that if I bomb the final, my final grade in math class will still let me pass. I did do great on my quizzes! I think if you don't do as great on your final, your overall grade will help you.

Please let that be true...

Okay! I need my rest... Six is pretty early for a young gal like me.

Goodnight! Again... Wish me luck!

En Fuego

"I was standing at the top of Guatemala's Acatenango Volcano watching the stars and the city lights from almost 4,000 meters above sea level," says Your Shot contributor Diego Fabriccio Diaz Palomo, a native of Guatemala who climbs the volcano every year. "That was when the Fuego Volcano literally exploded. I start running with a friend for probably half a mile to get to the right spot to shoot the lava. I almost fell down the cliff because I had to be in a really complicated spot to get the right composition."

Diaz Palomo took two long-exposure photos at 90 seconds each. At second 87 of the second shot, lightning appeared in a far cloud on the horizon. "I was without words," he says. "It was indescribable." (By: Diego Fabriccio Diaz Palomo)

Day 114 of San Diego

I woke up at 6 AM today. I haven't woken up at six in a mighty long time... However, I shot awake! I didn't have any coffee until about 9:00. But I was fairly wide awake when dad told me to get up and get dressed. Before I was woken up, I kept dreaming about my parents leaving me behind and them simply going to the race by themselves. Each dream had a different scenario: one made me think that my parents wanted me to sleep in and that's why they left me at home, and the other dreams were just about my parents leaving me at home and I would wake up, see the sunshine, and realize, "I'm not at the race!"

Oh yea, by the way - if I didn't mention before, mom celebrated her birthday today with a half-marathon.

She did good. :)

I didn't run it, of course. I stayed in the car while dad, mom and a friend named Wendy ran it. I waited with them until they had to cross the start line. That's when we parted and I rushed to the car in order to keep my body heat.

It was a beautiful, sunny morning as well. Dad had parked in the perfect spot; where the sun would shine. I brought a blanket along, thinking I would freeze while waiting for the old folks to finish, but I didn't use the blanket at all! Then again, I wore very comfortable sweats, two layers of shirts, a jacket and a beanie. I was ready for any source of cold.

My dad passed the finish line first. Wendy was next and once we three met up, we stood in a particular area, waiting for mom. We wanted to cheer her on and run with her to the finish line! We saw her after a thirty minute wait. She was glad to see us! When we saw the finish line, we held hands and crossed together. Hopefully the photographers took a great picture of us.

We got home around noon. An hour or two later, mom and I visited Grandma and Grandpa J. Grandma seems to be doing better. I really hope the medicine isn't doing worse things to her health... Maybe there's another cure for gout? Something herbal?

Well, right now I'm relaxing with Mason on IMVU. Guess what tomorrow is? Philosophy final at 11:30 AM. I'm telling myself that I'm ready. That I can do this. But I could have done SO MUCH MORE STUDYING. Yet I blame my procrastination problem... I know it may sound like a lame excuse, but procrastination is something super hard to beat for me.

Tomorrow morning before the final, I'll have some time to study more notes. I've been studying the guide for a couple days, hour after hour, until I had to stop myself tonight or I think I would have burst from stress...

Wish me luck, everyone.

And happy beloved birthday, mom. :)

  

Day 113 of San Diego

So, today pretty much sucked until the evening time.

Our flag pole was stolen. Yes, including the flags. We have NO IDEA when it was stolen and/or by whom. But I swear to God, if I meet the perpetrator(s), I will personally mess their world up.

The only clues I have thought of are:

1) The person or persons knew how to take out a telescopic flag pole. 

2) I think the job was done by at least two people considering the heaviness of the pole. 

3) I'm guessing the persons live in a mile radius. Any more than that, they probably would've chosen someone else's flag pole. 

4) The use of transportation was either carried by hand or driven back to the perpetrators' main base. Again, if it was carried, two people would have to carry it. 

Last night, after my dad came home from work, two people walking a dog (a man and a woman) passed by our house, telling my dad how awesome our flag pole was. My dad kept saying Thank You until the two people went up our hill. 

Coincidence? I think so. My dad does, too. 

My mom doesn't seem too concerned. All she has to say is that karma will get them back for what they did. Or, it's a prank, since April Fools Day is right around the corner. 

I don't want to jump the gun and say, "HAH! Yea, someone fooled us! Gee whizz." I think that couple did it. And I'm not going to sit about, waiting for karma to do its duty. Unless I can't figure out what else to do to help...

For now, I'll question our neighbors to see if they saw anything. 

The other bad news is that my Grandma J is sick. She's taking medicine for her gout. But, I guess, she's taking too much. She has already passed out and thrown up and is feeling awful. I heard about this when the folks and I joined the family at Grandma O's house. 

I'm glad I went to Grandma O's house, though, because I got to see my aunt Sherri and cousin Kim! I haven't seen them in a while... I can't even remember whether it was a year or a few months! Blasted memory... 

Kim and I talked a lot. We talked about life and our struggles together. We have this real deep connection when it comes to venting and talking about what's great in life. I think I needed someone who, I felt was on a similar boat ride as me, to talk to. 

Now, I'm lying in bed, exhausted from studying and being angry and worried, etc. Too many emotions in one day... I'm beat... And I need my rest, also! I'm waking up at 6 AM to follow my folks to a marathon. Why am I doing such a crazy act?

BECAUSE TOMORROW IS MY MOM'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!

Day 112 of San Diego

After, what, a year?... I have finally watched "What Does The Fox Say?" I can seriously say that I was thoroughly entertained. Haha! It was outrageous! For the 385 million people out there whom watched the video, you know what I'm talking about! For the other... uhh... really large number of you whom haven't seen the video, I personally recommend it. If you like whacky stuff, "What Does The Fox Say?" will do.

Today was okay. I'm mentally drained right now. I wanted to do an all-nighter with Mason, but the stress of finals is weighing me down. I still need to study! I still have WORK to turn in! 

This weekend shall be quite busy. 

I have nothing more to say. I just want to get to bed... Silly picture time!:

Day 111 of San Diego

Bad news...

Johnny is already thinking of retirement! And yes, I mean my future fantasy husband. And yea, I mean Johnny Depp.

GUYS! Do you know how SADDENING that is? The dude hasn't even won an OSCAR yet! He needs to AT LEAST wait until that happens... 

I know he isn't retiring tomorrow (God forbid), but I'm stressing as IF that's about to happen. Do you see the problem in Johnny retiring???? I'M NOT EVEN FAMOUS YET! Frankly, far from it!!! HOW AM I GOING TO MEET JOHNNY DEPP BY BEING UN-FAMOUS?! 

Do I seriously need to stalk him? Seriously right now? Seriously? 

I don't think I'll go that far... But I am saddened by the possible fact that I'll never get to meet Johnny. Not to sound selfish, but I was inspired to become famous just to meet HIM. Just to get the privilege  of meeting him or befriending him or JUST SAYING HI TO HIM! Anything! 

Hey, if Johnny reads my blog and comments on it... That would be absolutely amazing-fantastic-fabulous-outrageous-etc.-ness 

I CHALLENGE YOU, JOHNNY DEPP, TO COMMENT ON MY BLOG AND POSSIBLY MEET ME IN REAL LIFE!!!!! But let's stick to the easy part of commenting on my blog...

There. Now, let's see what happens. 

Day 110 of San Diego

You know how you watch a movie with an actor in it and you don't know who (s)he is until you see them in a different movie, playing an exceptionally well role? 

I've recently had that experience. It happens quite often for me, actually. And I love it. :)

Michael Fassbender. Sound familiar? If not, let me elaborate: David from Prometheus, the young Magneto in X-Men: First Class (I hope I got that right...), and the slave owner who had the brutal wife and who raped the beautiful black girl in 12 Years a Slave.

I didn't recognize Michael until Prometheus. But when I saw a snippet of X-Men: First Class, I noticed him in that, too. In 12 Years a Slave, he was fantastic. Very dramatic. Loved it. 

Not surprisingly enough, I have fallen for Michael. I think he is VERY handsome and VERY talented. 

Anybody else have a crush on him?

Anyone?...

Ah, I guess he's all mine then. 

Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge. ;)

My day went smoothly. No bumps in the road. Just did a math test, took down notes in Philosophy, and became utterly bored in English.

Yet all is well! Next week is finals week.

God... That break is screaming my name.

This evening, mom, dad and I had Spuds for dinner! We stayed at the restaurant while watching a beautiful sunset.

I couldn't help myself but take a Panorama.  

Day 109 of San Diego

Another normal day in another normal week. It wasn't a bad day. Just... nothing NEW happened. But, I am glad Bryndis is hanging out with me more. She's free when I'm free; 10:30-11:30. She brightens up my lonely moment in the hallway while I wait impatiently for Philosophy to start. We chit-chat, joke about, watch videos on YouTube... Bryn's a great friend and I'm happy we met in Astronomy. :)

Next week is finals week... I'm paranoid for that week yet I'm also READY. My body is ready, but my mind is dreading. I don't know when I should stop procrastinating and start studying! Technically, I should've started at the beginning of the semester. Like I'm going to become that dedicated...

Unless you tell me if I DON'T become that dedicated, I won't meet Johnny Depp. 

Never. Tell me that. Unless. You are serious.

I started playing The Sims again! Sad thing is... I panic whenever I exit out of the game and leave my Sims to their lonesome. You know, when you go to another family on The Sims 3 although you have another family in some other house, that family in which isn't being watched over will do some daring things!!! Yes! You read that right... Though you're with another family, the other family will keep doing their thing. They won't wait for you! It sucks somewhat. Then on the other end, it's kind of neat. Like real life! Like you get to know what it's like to be God... 

It ain't easy, kids.

I hope I can live with the fact that the characters are fake and don't need tending to 24/7.

Or... Are they real? Like us? Are... Are we like the Sims? But we can't prove it... But... they can't prove it EITHER. 

Oh GOD!

Maybe a silly picture will calm my nerves. Yea... Silly pictures! Heh!

Day 108 of San Diego

Nothing fancy about today! Just went to school and dealt with annoying people while enjoying the nice, rare kind. 

Math was fine. Learned more... math. I got another great score on my recent math test! I'm doing well in that class! Freakin' finally! My teacher lets us know what's on the test before the actual test day. Our other math teacher didn't do that... (The one who left for Amazon) 

Philosophy was okay. I think one guy was sick. He kept sucking down snot in the most horrifically sounding way... It sounded like a snort within his throat as he sucked the snot from his throat. I thought it was disgusting. I really don't like it when people do that...

I had no English class today! And surprisingly, I wanted to be in the class today. Well, ironically, today it was canceled. So, I came home and hung out on my computer while watching movies!

Oh, and by the way... HAPPY ST. PAT'S DAY! A.K.A: Ginger Awareness Day!

Day 107 of San Diego

I had a wonderful day today. I thought it was going to turn out to be another boring Sunday, but it actually became something quite enjoyable!

Remember my pal Miguel? I nicknamed him Blue because of his PS3 username. Well, anyhow, he's a great friend of mine whom I met over the PS3. We used to play LittleBIGPlanet together nonstop all the time! I would play with him and his siblings: Karla and Angel. I haven't spoken to them in years. We were a fantastic bunch of kids that knew how to have fun. But over the years, getting busy with high school, things started to die off. The only person I really speak to now is Blue. He's doing okay. I miss him like crazy when we don't speak for a matter of months. But once we start talking and playing games, the good times do indeed roll!

Like today! We hopped on LittleBIGPlanet 2 and goofed off with levels and creating stuff on The Moon. I haven't laughed as much as I did today in a while... I need a good laugh every once in a while. It keeps me alive. Haha.

Blue and I played for six hours, if I remember right. But after those six hours, I had to call it a night. I hadn't finished homework and I knew if I didn't tell Blue goodnight, we would've been on there another two hours. Maybe until midnight. He doesn't have a job or school. I'm sure his parents wouldn't have mind. I think mine would've... I know I WOULD'VE the next morning as I stumbled about my house in grogginess, wondering why the Hell I stayed up so late!

Ah, yet sacrifices like those can be worthwhile. In the summertime, when I don't have to worry about school or - hopefully - a job, I'll be willing to stay up all night long and play games with my friends. And, especially, with Mason.

<3

The Past in the Present

"One day my friends and I went on a trip to the Ivangorod fortress, which is located on the border with Estonia,” says Your Shot contributor Anastasiia Shikina.

"I was walking [some] distance from the fortress, and these empty churches drew my attention. The general impression from this place is unforgettable—traces of past centuries in the present.

"From time to time I use materials [I find] nearby, such as paper or glass, to get more interesting pictures. In this case, I [had] found a piece of broken bottle. It was a rainy day, so there were a lot of raindrops on the glass. I held the glass close to my camera lens and got this shot.” (By: Anastasiia Shikina)

Day 106 of San Diego

I'm starting to get a horrible headache from the lack of sleep I had last night. Nothing of my fault, simply awful habits of waking up in the middle of the night for some - or no - reason. 

My day was splendid. I woke up and hung out with Mason all day before watching movies and continuing to hang out with Mason. <3

Tonight, I watched 12 Years a Slave and I have to say... it's one of my top favorites. I enjoyed it very much and I learned a thing or two on slavery. It's nice to learn new things from the television. 

Did you know people sold slaves nude? I didn't know that until I watched that movie. Sometimes, whenever I watch movies such as those, I feel guilty. Although I wasn't there in the time of slavery, I know my ancestors were. I can't guarantee they owned slaves, but I'm guessing they did. 

It gets me wondering: if I was born in the age of slavery, would I care to own slaves? Or would I be like myself now; knowing that slavery was an inhuman, sinister act, and in the end, avoiding to purchase slaves?

I almost don't want to know the answer. 

Day 105 of San Diego

I apologize for the short post, but I literally JUST got done finishing math homework that I entirely guessed on since I had no idea what to do. I checked the book, online... Nothing was helping me and considering already doing 30 previous problems, those last 20 were horrendously challenging. 

I'm glad it's over with. I've learned my lesson: space out 50 goddamn problems throughout the week...

Besides a gruesome math session, I watched the movie Gravity with the parents, and by God... I loved that movie. I haven't had an hour heart attack throughout a movie in a long time... Maybe never until today! But I did enjoy Gravity to the fullest. Now I know why it won so many rewards :) Good job, guys. 

That is it for my post, readers. I deserve rest! Take care.

Day 104 of San Diego

I hit rock bottom today with my depression.

I don't want to write much tonight. I need my sleep for tomorrow. 

Tomorrow's a new day.

Day 103 of San Diego

Christ! I forgot to tell you guys about yesterday's "adventure" with two lost Pekingese looking dogs! 

Alright... We begin with mom and I hanging out in the back room watching movies. It's a sunny afternoon. Suddenly, Angel starts barking like crazy as if someone's near our house; real alert howling. So, mom peered out of a window and noticed two little dogs running about our alleyway without their owner. Mom rushes outside and comes back in with them in her arms. I thought they were DARLING! Mom and I let them roam the back room as we discussed on what we should do in order to let the owner know that we have their dogs. Soon, mom figured it out. She would walk around the neighborhood asking people if their dogs are missing. While mom did so, I babysat the two dogs, taking pictures of them as they lunged at me with energy. I sort of wanted to keep them... Hastily, mom comes back with a man in a car, calling somebody on his cell. I figured he was the owner. Nope. He was a guy helping out the owner's friend in searching for the dogs. A couple minutes later, the friend arrives. We say goodbye to the two cute pups. I'll miss them. They were delightful company. 

Now, on with TODAY!

Not as exciting as YESTERDAY!

Goodnight. <3

Day 102 of San Diego

I need to teach myself NOT TO STAY UP UNTIL ALMOST ELEVEN when I have to wake up at seven in the morning... I'm sure avoiding Coke will assist me, yet lately I've been having urges to drink Coke. I should remind myself that Coke (not cocaine, imbeciles...) could create a hole in my stomach if I don't contain this urge.

Right. Got it.

Today was better than yesterday, I assure you. However, I still dislike the students in Math and I still wish to fall asleep in Philosophy and I still wish to skip English because I don't want to hear more compliments that aren't directed to ME.

Aren't I greedy? ;)

No, seriously though, today wasn't as bad. I didn't have English, that's why! And when I came home, I only had ONE homework assignment. Somebody named Jonathan might have forgotten that his story was due tomorrow and he needed to post it online three days prior for the other students to read and critique.

Maybe he didn't want to be critiqued? I totally understand, Jonathan. Considering we have THOSE KINDS OF PEOPLE as our critics... Yea... I would've passed too if I didn't care about my grade.

Although, I am happy that I don't have another story to read until Monday. HAH! Success.

HEY! I keep forgetting to mention about the Rainier beer logo being placed on top of its rightful building after Starbucks sold out our Tully's. There's also a sign below it stating something like, "Thank you Seattle for putting the R back up."

Thank you, Seattle, for being kickass.

Speaking of kickass, I'm really starting to like Obama. Maybe not on his choices like thinking about going to war with Russia, but I enjoy his humor. Check out this video of Zach Galifinakis interviewing President Obama:

Day 101 of San Diego

My day wasn't the best. The bad mood started right when I woke up. Since it became Spring Forward, I lose an hour of sleep. Waking up at technically six is not something I praise. I definitely won't like Spring Forward during Spring quarter. I'll be waking up at, technically, five. Yippee. I only wake up at five when I'm taking my mom to the airport.

Hopefully, I'll get used to Spring Forward soon. Maybe before Spring quarter. Not only do I despise Spring Forward for waking me up an hour earlier than I'm used to, I wake up to darkness. I'm not a fan of waking up to darkness because it tells me it's too damn early to wake up. The sun didn't even "wake up," for Christ's sake!

My mood really dropped in English. I wasn't ready to listen to people lecture other people on how they wanted their story to be written. I also wasn't looking forward to hearing more compliments on someone else's story other than mine. One chick's story hardly got negative feedback. And personally, I thought my story was WAY better than hers. Sure, I enjoyed her story. But I enjoyed mine better.

I honestly think I deserve more credit than given to me.

I hope, in the future, that when I become a writer and people read my books (and actually acknowledge my existence), I'll get famous and have my stories turned into fantastic flicks! I'll hang out with movie stars and scribble autographs for my fans! I'll be rich and live happily ever after with the love of my life, Mason.

Ah, what a dream.

Speaking of happily ever after, I was happy to be home after drowning in my sorrows from people worshiping this lady's story. Even the teacher said, "We are stumped on this story. In a good way!" which meant nobody had anything to complain about it.

GREAT! Just FABULOUS! I don't put ANY CONFLICT in MY story and you know what the kind of reactions I get????

CONFLICT!

HOW FREAKIN' IRONIC!

Like I was saying...

I'll admit... I cried when I got home. I blubbered like a bubble blowin' baby. I felt bad that my story wasn't worshiped as much as the lady's. I was waiting for an applause once the teacher asked if there were any good points to my story. And I was waiting for silence when the teacher wondered if there were any comments on whether my story needed help.

OF COURSE THAT WASN'T GOING TO HAPPEN! THIS ISN'T AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE WHERE EVERYONE IS AS CHEERFUL AS THOSE LEGO PEOPLE WHO SING, "EVERYTHING IS AWESOME!"

But... I felt better once I talked to Mason and watched movies and relaxed. Procrastination: How I reboot my system.

Fading Gray

Horses forever changed life on the Great Plains, and for Native Americans today, they endure as an emblem of tradition and a source of pride, pageantry, and healing. Here, Zoda, whose name means “gray” in Hidatsa, serves in a youth wellness program in North Dakota. (By: Erika Larsen)

Day 100 of San Diego

It has been written. 

One hundred days since Mason was stationed in San Diego. I'll be damned. How many months is that? Almost four? Feels a lot more, if you ask me. 

Today was just another Sunday. I did homework, I watched movies (another Clint Eastwood flick!) and hung out with Mason. 

You know, I can safely say that I hate South Park. The producers are probably touching themselves to this fact, and all I can say to that is, "A job well done." 

Mason watches it from time to time. If nobody knows what South Park is, good on you! 

But to diminish your innocence, how I explain South Park to people is that it makes fun of others to entertain others. Kind of like Family Guy, but I think Family Guy is a lot more funnier. Personal preference, ladies and gentlemen. 

I don't particularly like Mason enjoying South Park. I'm wondering if that's where he gets the notion that it's okay to make fun of the AIDS virus and all that jazz. I honestly don't want him to make fun of those things because I don't want Karma to step up and say to him, "Hey... That was kind of a dick thing to say" and zap him with cancer or something horrible. 

I'm superstitious. And Karma is nothing to mess with. 

I sort of want to tell Mason not to watch or deal with South Park anymore. I don't want his brain to think those kinds of jokes about diseases and disorders are okay to laugh at. Hell, I don't even know if the producers care about people considering they created a show called South Park.

Maybe they are secretly showing the ways of society. Maybe they are giving out hints that some people are cruel and when they are being cruel, laugh at them. Don't be such a tight ass. 

Then again, here I am complaining about South Park.

In the end, I hope the show gets canceled. But at the same time, I don't want it to be canceled because what the producers might do is think up something more outrageous.

In the REAL conclusion, I'm spending way too much time complaining about something that needs to be let go. I can't change everyone's minds on a subject by my opinions. 

I'm only complaining to get it off of my chest. 

And YOU lovely readers get to read about it.

It's nice to have something to read, huh? Instead of me saying, "I have nothing to say about today because I didn't do jack." 

Anyway, I really should go to sleep... I'm tired. And with tiredness, doesn't come responsibility. For me, it's complaining. 

Enjoy this comic to lighten up the mood:

Day 99 of San Diego

Ah, Saturday... I spent most of the day in bed! I goofed off on my computer, cooked food for dinner, and watched movies. Not much has happened. I was going to work on some homework... However, I didn't! Because it's Saturday and I procrastinate!

Don't worry. Everything is due on Monday.

Rainstorms have been frequent. I'm a little upset it hasn't turned into snow... Everywhere else is getting packed while Seattle seems to be the new California. I guess when the next Ice Age occurs, people will be finally recognizing Seattle as a suitable city!

Only joking. Seattle is a great place! Considering famous people visit our Pike Place market, that's a plus, right?

So... Anyway... That's where I'm ending.

CONTINUING MY FUN, PEOPLE! QUIT HOLDING ME BACK BY MAKING ME WRITE POSTS!

;)

The Square

“The largest square in North Korea, the giant Kim Il Sung Square in central Pyongyang is an expansive urban space used for massive collective exercises, including mass dances, parades, and demonstrations of loyalty to the leaders of the country whose portraits watch over the space,” says Jeff Oftedahl, a member our Your Shot community.

“Everything is highly structured in North Korea—one can only go where the guides allow. On this particular day we were visiting a monument overlooking the square, which was a sight to behold. Everything is built to be impressive and to position the leadership over the people, and the people walking under the illuminated photographs really emphasized this point. I zoomed in to fill the frame with the square, showing how tiny the people truly are in comparison.” (By: Jeff Offedahl)

Day 98 of San Diego

Thank... The Lord... it is Friday...

I took a math test this morning with barely any studying... Wish me luck for the results!

I waited for philosophy for an hour... I thought about bringing my laptop today but lately, my back has been brutally straining. 

Philosophy was philosophy.

Home was much more suitable! Mom and I went to the Pike Place market for an hour and a half. We bought seafood, pasta, fruits, bread, cheese and candy... All for dinner! It was absolutely filling and satisfying. I haven't had a great dinner like that in a while...

Apparently, Robert Dinero was at the market today. We missed him by a few hours. See... The reasons why I need to work there! I'll be able to meet famous people!

And get discounts on delicious food!

Day 97 of San Diego

Nope. 

I'm not going to put much effort into this post because I'm exhausted.

I just finished doing math since three in the afternoon! 

IT'S TEN O'CLOCK, ARE YOU SERIOUS?!

Goodnight, cruel mathematical world. You did enough damage tonight...

RANDOM PHOTO TIME! I took this picture of some person's license plate. Hilarious! And slightly creepy considering I could technically stalk him/her now.

Day 96 of San Diego

My day was decent, considering I met another judgmental fool. At least, he felt judgmental to me. The way he spoke to me might be the way he speaks to anybody he feels comfortable around. Yet we only knew each other for a few minutes before the "judging" began...

Math was educational. I'm adoring my teacher every day I enter class. She's very silly and how she teaches is comprehensible to my liking. Her accent is great, she's kind, and she's helpful with worksheets and answer keys. Personally, I like her better than my previous teacher who left for Amazon.

Philosophy wasn't as fun as math. Not only because it's a lecture class, but because I met that fool beforehand. If I didn't meet him, I would've been in a happier mood.

Then again, I woke up feeling crappy. I didn't get the best of sleep since a rainstorm decided to occur in the middle of the night and wake my ass up around three in the morning. I don't know whether I fell back asleep at 4:30 or six. Either way, I woke up at seven feeling awful...

I skipped English. I didn't want to deal with people's criticism today.

HEY!

Who's watched Back to the Future II?

Does anyone know that the hoverboard Marty McFly flies in that movie has become a REALITY?!

Don't believe me?

Please watch this video and dream of owning one soon. I know I am!

    

Day 95 of San Diego

I have a sad belief that society gravitates towards negativity. I ask myself, "Would humans be able to function if the world revolved around happiness and positivity?" What would the world be like if there was no war? No drama? If everyone got along? Then again, is there such a thing called morals? I'm learning about moral realism/relativism and how one of the other doesn't think that morals exists. Yet for the other one, morals are vital for human survival. I'm assuming most humans grew up with morals: murder is bad, treating people nicely is good - stuff like that.

What I'm trying to get at is the fact that I feel as though, without negativity, the world wouldn't know what to do. I feel like when humans are faced with an immense amount of positivity, they try to shut down and claim that too much positivity is preposterous! It's "inhuman." Is "too much" positivity similar to that of a fiction story? Where only children, the portrayed innocent, could believe in it? And that once we're grown-ups and "morally wise," we need to understand that the world isn't fair?

Why should we live in a negative world? Why should society feel positivity is foreign as they grasp onto "reality" which that is of knowing negativity exists around a corner? Sure, negativity can pop out any moment... But so can positivity. Positivity doesn't need to be looked down upon for that it seems "too good to be true." I see positivity as a gift. I see it as an emotion with open arms, waiting for people to embrace it. Considering I have depression, when positivity engulfs me, I'm almost over-whelmed. Not in the sense of "what the Hell is going on? This isn't right," but in the sense of "wow, finally I can smile without forcing it."

Maybe if everyone in the world had depression, they would understand that positivity is like a blessing. Where people don't have to act bad in order to look "normal." Where people can compliment someone else without worrying they'll yell at them back for being a possible liar. Where people can sit next to each other on a bus or in a classroom without feeling awkward in the matter of wondering if the person will accept their presence.

I'm trying to change my perspective into positivity. Personally, I'm tired of my depression. I want to train my brain into thinking positive and knowing that there is good passed the bad.

I know this post may seem random for a few readers, but the reason why I wrote it is because of what happened to me yesterday during English class when the students and teacher critiqued my story. I really don't want to repeat what some students' said, yet I'll say this: a few comments were almost unnecessary to shout out. I felt violated, especially when everyone laughed at a couple of the negative remarks. It almost felt like mockery... They had nothing else to critique about, so they decided to poke fun at this or that.

Immaturity, I say.

Either way, I liked my story. I feel as though it's darn close to perfection. But what is perfection?

I'll leave that question up to the philosophers.

I'm done here. I just wanted to get a point across, hoping some readers agree and will take part in making this world a better place; one positive thought/action at a time.

Day 94 of San Diego

I just want to sleep...

I just want to escape from reality...

Hopefully I dream tonight...

Pursued

A voracious predator, the bluefin tuna feeds mainly on small fish, crustaceans, and squid. But it too is pursued relentlessly as the human appetite for its flesh continues to grow. (By: Brian Skerry)

Day 93 of San Diego

I received more great comments on my story. One person even said that my story was their favorite so far!

That's a bonus brownie point right there.

Other than that, my day has been chill. I hung out with Mason all day over Skype and IMVU while I laughed my ass off to Matt and Pat.

Sadly, I watched all of their videos on one of their channels. I'll have to find the other one in order to continue my stalking.

I mean... What?

Anyway, I'm very proud of myself for accomplishing an awesome story. Even the students' suggestions aren't as harsh, which is awesome. I do agree with most of them when they talked about my ending. I'll figure out how to fix what I think needs to be fixed before the final draft is due.

By the way, who likes impressions? I know I do! Check out this guy I found on iFunny. I enjoyed his impressions! I think they were pretty damn good!

I present to you... Jake Foushee:

Day 92 of San Diego

I TOTALLY GOT AN AWESOME FIRST COMMENT FOR MY STORY!!!!! HELL YEA!!!!

...

Where are the fireworks? Where's the parade?! WHERE ARE THE HOT GUYS THAT TURN OUT TO BE GAY?!

Sike. The only straight, hot guy I need is my hubby, Mason.

SO SUCK IT!

I apologize... I'm sorry... I'm just ultra PUMPED over the sick ass comment from one of my students about MY story! Here, I have to share it with you folks (bragging rights, approved):

"Despite myself, I was grinning like an idiot while reading the end of this story. This was really a lovely read. It could've easily fallen into being overly repetitive and boring, but you're eloquent writing style and vivid descriptions kept me enthralled through until the end, and the way you interlaced memories of Dom really kept me interested and wanting to know what had happened to him and what was going to happen to Anya. You did a good job of making me feel like I was really in the park with Anya, and I felt her longing for Dom and her loneliness. It was very easy to relate to and feel for her character, and I was really happy for her when Dom showed up at the end.

There were a few times where I noticed you kind of jumped back and forth between tenses, which can make reading awkward and difficult, and can sometimes detract from what's going on in that particular line. But overall your grammar and syntax were good in this story.

I'm trying to think of more things to comment on or critique for this story, but I'm finding it difficult. Typically I'm not really that huge of a fan of these kinds of stories, and more often than not I prefer sad endings, or ones that leave you guessing or don't perfectly wrap everything up, but your story just made me feel happy and left me with a warm feeling, so thank you for that.

Thank you for sharing!"

This person obviously deserves a hug. 

I'm tense for the other comments I'll be getting tomorrow...

I'm hoping for more positive comments such as the one I posted above. 

Today was laid back. I hung out on my computer all day. Mason and I hung out all day, too, which was fabulous. 

We're STILL hanging out for a matter of fact!

Like a bunch of badasses!

I've also been watching Two Best Friends Play, a series on YouTube. I highly recommend it for gamers or video game lovers of any sort.

Or for people who have humor. 

Matt and Pat are too funny. :)

Tomorrow, I'll be doing nothing again. Just a bit of homework until doing nothing... again.

I hope everyone's days are going swimmingly!