I'm writing in the morning because I know once it becomes evening I won't have the determination to write a post. Since my life is a bit mellow, I can safely say today will be like the others - playing on IMVU, watching YouTube or the T.V... You know, that sort of stuff. The only change for my ordinary days is Mason and I playing Destiny together after he's done with work.
I guess I should recap what's been happening for the last few days:
Saturday:
Seahawks game! Disappointingly, Seahawks lost... But I figured it would be a tough game after watching the Chargers play against the Cardinals. Before the game, I watched the pregame show to see if they would give us a preview of Mason and his Marine friends practicing for the national anthem. They didn't. I wasn't too concerned. I told myself they'll broadcast the national anthem before kickoff. I mean, who would skip broadcasting the national anthem?
Our channel did...
I didn't see Mason or his Marine friends pull out the giant American flag on the field... We didn't hear the national anthem... My family was eager to see Mason, too. Yet it skipped the event and went straight to kickoff. I sent a text to Mason telling him I didn't see him pull out the flag. He was just as upset as I was.
But the mood switched when mail arrived. Mason told me a couple days earlier that he had purchased me something. I had an assumption of what it was since we were talking about it for a while. And sure enough... he bought me Destiny. I thanked him a hundred times over! I couldn't wait for us to play together. He picked up his copy after dinner at the store.
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday:
Mason and I played Destiny every day after his work schedule. We have a blast. It's such a neat game! Now I understand why it won tons of awards. I'm thinking after Mason and I beat the game together, I'll replay it to immerse myself into the story. Mason and I Skype while playing Destiny. We try our best to avoid talking while there's dialog or narration. Yet most of the time, we have something to say.
Wednesday:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GRANDMA J AND TO MY DAD!!! We celebrated their birthdays at Azteca. Uncle Jay and Aunt Jill joined the celebration. We had a lot of fun. I ate as much as I could. For dessert, we had deep fried ice-cream. Yum! Although I knew my tummy wouldn't appreciate devouring dairy products, I didn't care at the time.
Today:
Now I do care...
My intestinal issues are continuing. Almost in full force. I've emailed my doctor. This morning, I called the clinic to ask if I could take a stool test without permission from my doctor. I guess I do need permission... If my doctor doesn't respond this week, I'll be doomed next week.
I start school on Monday.
Do you know how prepared I am?
I'm not!
I'm worried I won't be able to sit still and focus because of my tummy problems...
I'll definitely warn my teachers in case I can't make it to class one day. Or, for the fact that I may use the bathroom every thirty minutes.
Oh God... I hope each moment I use the bathroom, no one else is in there with me... What humiliation...
I'm going to go rest. I was considering taking a walk, but I'm unsure...
I don't want to walk around the neighborhood with pants full of fecal matter.
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| Frozen |
Hunched like an animal in repose, a large piece of ice catches the light at Breidamerkursandur, a black-sand beach in southeastern Iceland. Just after sunrise, Your Shot member Felix Inden had left behind a portion of the beach crowded with photo tours. “I just wanted to be alone and look at those waves, patterns, and ice,” he writes. This particular piece caught his eye quickly as he walked down the beach. “Somehow I felt that we were friends and called him Luigi.”
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