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!