My boyfriend, Mason, had gone off to boot camp in San Diego, CA. Now, he works at his main base as a Marine airplanes technician. This blog is about my life as I wait for my love to come home.
Remember that day I sent Queen Underwood a message on Facebook? Well, I went on Facebook today to post my drawing of Fang and I until witnessing I had a couple of messages. One was from a friend I deleted... and the other was from Queen Underwood!!!!! I was thrilled!!! She actually sent me one back!!!! I don't know if she remembers me, but she did say thanks for supporting her! Cool story, right bro?
The rest of the day was laid back. I did nothing but sweat my ass off. Tomorrow I have therapy at noon. Strange time, huh? Well, she's booked and I seriously need to get things off of my chest.
Now, enjoy this picture of my cat Bugger wanting to play on her cat tower:
So, I managed to draw an awesome art piece for my friend Fang. I'm actually considering publishing it with this post since I do have my signature on it. :)
I woke up this morning with the plan of what I was going to draw: Fang distressed over wildly hysterical fan-girls, screaming out to him while I support him and stick to his side. I said to myself, "This'll explain Fang's drama life on IMVU." And that was my point since Fang deals with a large amount of weirdos who are mostly girls. They're either obsessed with him or want him to go burn in Hell. It's nuts! I can't fathom it. That's why I decided to draw out how I felt. I was motivated by crazies.
At first, I was thinking of tracing; either our faces or our avatars faces. I couldn't get it to look right. I told myself, "I don't know if I can do this!" With my motivation dispersing, I felt doubtful in completing ANY art piece in the future. I thought my WACOM Bamboo Tablet would sit there and capture dust.
I proved that theory wrong.
I didn't look at anything while drawing this picture. I just... scribbled! I thought it wouldn't turn out as amazing! I thought it was going to be scratch paper!
Nope.
I made an astounding piece of work that even blew me away. Fang AND Mason were speechless! They were totally wowed by what I had accomplished. Fang couldn't thank me enough.
The rest of my day was fine. Hot. Relaxing. Same ol' stuff. Tomorrow... I guess we'll see.
It is so hot in Seattle right now!!!! Some days it'll be mildly warm, and the next day, it'll get scorching hot!!!! It's as if Global Warming is slapping you in the face!
I am feeling better, if you can't tell. I'm still a bit depressed, but please don't worry. It's that time of the month... For those of you who don't know me well enough, I do get emotional and somewhat unreasonable. Then I began apologizing like a mad woman. But... I think you all understand what's going on. I don't have to apologize every time... Right?
Anyway, tonight, it's a whopping 80 degrees. I'm pretty sure I won't be sleeping soundly tonight. Either from my period, or from the heat, I just can't win. I'm burning calories as I'm typing this. I'm sweating like a dog... This is ridiculous.
What was also ridiculous was my outburst last night and this morning to early evening. Last night, I didn't get to talk to Fang. Lately, I have been noticing him acting differently. I guessed something was wrong. And something was wrong. Yet, at the time, I didn't know what the problem was. So, I freaked out, believing that Fang didn't want to stay as my friend anymore... I yelled at Mason for telling me to calm down and not worry. This morning to early evening, I was still conflicted. Last night, I sent him a message asking what was going on. When he came online this evening, he acknowledged that message. He explained to me what was happening. He's been feeling a little down, too. He's also having friendship problems. We discussed about it after he had to go for an hour and now we're cool!!!
However, my depression is so deep, I still feel it lingering. No matter what happens, I still feel depressed...
Unless Mason comes home. That's when I'm not depressed at all. :) <3
I'm not in the mood to write this, so I'll make it quick... I didn't have the best ending to my boring day...
The only great part that happened was seeing a long-time friend who hasn't visited us in forever. Her name is Wendy. She's a friend of my mom's. I grew up with her, too. I remember when she owned a cabin in the middle of these woods and mom and I would go visit her. She had baby hedgehogs. They were the cutest animals I had ever held at the time.
We reminisced about what has been happening. She said she was moving to Vegas soon. She stayed at our house for a good while.
That's about it.
Here's a picture of Indigo acting like an acrobat. This might help your mood of you're having a bad day.
I watched The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane this evening. What an interesting movie!!! It almost had no point to it, yet it did. It was suspenseful, but not. I couldn't figure out why I liked it so much. Maybe it was the fact that a young Jodi Foster played in it as the main character.
Yea. That has to be it.
Nonetheless, good movie. Very 70s, but good movie.
Today wasn't so bad. I woke up to Mason's beaming face. We fell asleep together last night over Skype. We're planning to do that again tonight. :)
This morning, I finished off Twilight Zone season 2. Have you guys seen the episode of the vacuum salesman who gets turned into a super strong man then an incredibly intelligent one from aliens? Dude... 1960s aliens were a trip... I had to take a picture of their costume. Look at this!:
Y'all know who Wynter Gordon is, right? Beautiful singer, gorgeous features; a really amazing, talented young woman. Well, have you guys listened to the song Stimela by Wynter? It's around a year old. I think I discovered it a long time ago but, disappointingly, forgot about it.
I...
Love...
That...
Song.
AND... it's not even on iTunes.
What... the holy Hannibal kind of CRAP is that?! I MUST have that song on my playlist or I will go insane. I can download it on this website, BUUUUT mom and I are skeptical... I don't like downloading things when they can easily be bought. However, I don't know if that album, in which Stimela is on, is sold in stores or on the internet. I'm wondering if she created that album for people to have for FREE...?
But why?? Generous people don't exist!
;)
I'll do some more research later.
Today was fine. An ordinary day. The weather was chilly so, for the first time during summer, we cranked up the heater. I woke up at 7 AM to take a shower before passing out in my famous purple chair. And did I have the freakiest dreams...
The first dream was about a black tornado striking down a few yards away from our home. The massive whirlwind destroyed the neighbors homes in seconds. The folks and I didn't know what to do. So, we stayed inside the house and waited. I prayed for the tornado to disperse and not hit our home. But it got close. It barely uprooted our house, yet mauled some of our cars. The tornado then spun up the hill and vanished. The sky was a dark grey, similar black clouds formed on the horizon... it was Hell in just a couple of seconds.
The last dream I conjured up was strange. It had a dream within a dream. But the dream that simulated reality included Daniel. The oddest part, besides having a dream while dreaming, was when Daniel and I noticed one another. He said to me, "We just meet at the most random times!" Which, crazily enough, is true. As I hung out with Daniel, Daniel acted like he didn't want to be with me. I didn't take that in an offensive way. He used to joke around like that when we used to hang out. Nevertheless, there came a part in the dream where I fell asleep while hanging out with Daniel. The dream I dreamt was about the black tornado. Once stirring awake, I found myself alone. I searched for Daniel but he seemed to be running away from someone. I can't recall who, but I couldn't catch up to him.
I soon woke up afterwards.
Recently, I've been having weather phenomenon dreams. And they usually aren't friendly. There were those nightmares about the moon coming too close to Earth and orbiting at outrageous speeds. Now, I'm having nightmares about tornadoes, as black as pitch darkness, touching down only a few feet from our home.
What do they mean?
Anything? Or nothing at all?
Well, let's not dwell on it. Here's the song I was telling you guys about earlier. Enjoy:
I don't know if I've announced this yet, but Mason has a set date on when he'll be home. He's done with his schooling on November 4th. I can't recall if that's going to be the same day he'll be coming home or if he'll be coming home a week later; I'll ask him when he wakes up.
In September, he'll know where his set base will be. He wants Arizona. I fear he'll be placed in Japan.
I'm unsure how I'll react if he's stationed in Japan... But to you all who are guessing it would be an excited reaction, you're wrong. It would be the complete opposite. The time zones would be horrendous, the money to travel back and forth would be exceedingly expensive, and the distance would be heart wrenching - possibly too heart wrenching to bare.
I miss him like nobody can imagine (and he's still in the US) Not a single person knows, or have known, how I feel. You'd have to be put in my shoes to know the drastic measures I go through, waiting for my hubby to come home.
His next school will be in North Carolina. An hour will be added to the time difference. He's moving there in a couple of weeks.
Today wasn't energetic or unforgettable. It was quite bland... Tomorrow might be the same. All I'm worried about is for my legs. The hardest part is to get up and off my bed. At least I can still walk.
I watched Extraordinary People episodes on YouTube (fascinating show) and hung out on IMVU.
I won't be able to chat with Fang tonight. He's getting up early tomorrow for a meeting.
I might have a Daniel dream tonight. My utter lonely feeling is back. But more importantly, I hope I can actually sleep solidly tonight. I haven't had that chance since Friday.
Maybe I'll go smell Mason's cologne before falling asleep. That may help me. That may ease my pain...
