Day 131 of San Diego

I didn't skip!!! I managed to remember and not pass out on my readers! But I'm close! I must hurry. 

Today was another decent day. Yet my boobs are swelling thanks to my soon-to-come period! Always fabulous... Makes me feel more like a woman every month...

My Sociology class is getting better and better. More interesting day by day. We had an extra credit assignment on sending our teacher a modern-day painting of Eve (from Adam and Eve) I decided to take part in the project for ol' time sake. It was something to do. And since I like the class very much, I want to involve myself in it as much as possible. 

ENGL wasn't too bad. All we do is read stories and talk about them in class. On Friday's, we write in-class essays. We'll see how that goes for my anxiety...

I think I made a new friend. His name is Yish (I'm pretty sure I spelled his name wrong) He's in my ENGL class. We talk during the group discussions on the stories we've read. He's a very polite young man, a soldier (I'm guessing in the National Guard because he wears a National Guard backpack every day), a representative for our college and seems really popular. I followed him to another building since we got caught up in conversation. But our conversation stopped once he stopped in front of the boys bathroom. I swear if I didn't know where we were headed, I probably would have followed him in on accident. Haha! 

Surprisingly enough, before we parted, he gave me a hug. :)

That's when I figured I made a new friend. Hugs usually mean the person likes you. IN A FRIENDLY WAY! Sheesh. 

I'll see if we'll talk as much as we did today, tomorrow. If not, maybe I jumped the gun too quickly. Haha. 

I don't know what kind of picture I should post for the ending... I shouldn't post the picture of Eve since her tits are showing... 

I think a cute sticker from Japanese candy will do. :)

Day 130 of San Diego

I don't know what to tell you people...

I SKIPPED (accidentally) ANOTHER POST... IN THE SAME WEEK!

That's a new record.

Let me start off with yesterday...

YESTERDAY WAS GREAT! The only teacher I have a problem with is my Nutrition teacher... I don't even know if he's certified because half of the time, he's blankly staring at the PowerPoint presentation projected on the screen... He'll also ask us silly questions in which their answers are showing - plain as day - on a slide in front of our faces. Maybe he's new? I'll cut him some slack for now.

The teacher's I really like are my two other teachers; my Sociology of the Body teacher and my English - Fiction Writing teacher. My Fiction Writing teacher is hysterical. Although he's an older gentleman, he knows his humor. I shouldn't think of older people as slow, fragile, senile human beings anymore since my grandpa is the complete opposite and I've been apart of his life for 20 years. HELLO!

My Sociology teacher is a zippy woman. Her professionalism goes well with her quirkiness. When she wants to be professional, she shows it. If she wants to be playful and quirky, she doesn't hesitate.

Each class I'm having fun with so far. Nutrition could be better... I think it's too easy on my level. Sociology is intriguing. And my English class is gradual but interesting.

I must talk to my Nutrition and English teacher about possibly heading down to San Diego in three weeks to hang out with mom, her boss and Mason. Mom has a business presentation somewhere in San D. and she thought it would be really neat if I tagged along. Not only to see Mason, but to be with her. Her boss also misses me. Haha.

My Sociology teacher is fine with me skipping three days. Yet I do need to turn in homework due that week a week early. Which is totally alright with me! All I care about is seeing Mason and hanging out with mom and her boss in CALIFORNIA!!!!!!

P.S.: I've decided to end my (By: such-and-such) after the description of a National Geographic photo. In the description of the photo, the writer has already done so in saying whom the photographer is that snapped the gorgeous picture.

Over the Misty Mountains

"This photo was taken in the Carpathian Mountains near Kolochava village in Ukraine's Zakarpatska region," writes Your Shot member Volodymyr Zinchenko. "It was the middle of October, when after weeks of dry weather, it started raining. There was almost constant rain from the village to the point where this picture was taken—my camera was the only dry thing." Zinchenko says the warm mountains caused the moisture to evaporate. "That and the autumn colors made the picture."

Day 128 of San Diego

Yes, yes... I forgot to do a post yesterday... You know why? Because it turned midnight before I could say Supercalifradgelisticespialidocious.

I hope I spelled that right...

ANYWAY... Happy beloved birthday to Grandpa J.! Today, he turned 37.

Wait...

ONLY JOKING! Flip the numbers around and you have the age correct!

We had a wonderful party. The family came over, we had a BBQ with cake and ice-cream at the end. We watched a little bit of the Mariners game. And sadly, our Mariners lost by a few points! If you watched the game, the Athletics were DEFINITELY hogging the game... Game hogs...

About yesterday, I don't even remember. All I know is that I must have been having fun since I lost track of time! I'm guessing I watched movies, goofed off with Mason, talked to folks over IMVU...

OH!!!

Mason and I tried to accomplish an all-nighter. BUT... at 2:30 AM, Mason started falling asleep on me. So, we called it a night/morning.

We did the same damn thing last night/morning. Became sleepy at 2:30 AM and went to bed.

I'm glad I wasn't grumpy today from my lack of hours. I woke up at 7 AM. Same with Mason. He had to cover one of his co-workers for cleaning. It only took him a solid ten minutes before we were able to hang out again. Yet when he leaves, I'm up for good. I must make sure he comes back to his room safe and sound.

Tomorrow is the first day of Spring quarter. Disappointingly, I have to go to bed around 10-11. I have to wake up at 6 AM... Not too proud of that. I could act stupid and stay up until 2 AM once again. But I would be staying up alone since Mason needs his sleep for work.

Let's see how my body likes it waking up three hours earlier than I'm used to.

Cloud Shine

“It was the most amazing night of my life so far,” says Your Shot member Martin Koitmae of capturing this noctilucent cloud over Estonia's Kuresoo bog, calling the silence of the moment “the loudest sound I’ve ever heard.”

Koitmae had never been to a bog before visiting this one in the country's Soomaa National Park. "It was an absolutely magical experience to see noctilucent clouds glowing and reflected by perfectly still bog pools and accompanied by complete silence."

Koitmae’s picture was recently included in a National Geographic Daily News gallery featuring these “night shining” clouds, which grace high-latitude sunsets around the globe. (By: Martin Koitmae)

Day 126 of San Diego

Mason and I are doing an all-nighter! It's official!

Doesn't mean I'll make it... But I'm trying this time! I swear!

I don't think I'll force my energy with coffee or an energy drink... That'll only stir chaos. Anxiety. Hysteria. Won't go well with our all-nighter. We want clean fun!

Right now, Mason and I are hanging out on IMVU. It's been, what, a week since we last hung out. I'm happy he's back. :) Last night, we Skyped for the first time in - what felt like - a long time over the computer. It was good to see his charming face. <3

I'm also watching American Pickers to keep myself awake. I had to buy an Xfinity app to watch this show upstairs because my TV decided to stop giving me cable...

THANK GOD FOR SMART PHONES!

I think I'm going to end it here. I need to spend time with my honey.

Take care! God bless America!

Day 125 of San Diego

I feel really weird these days. Like something isn't right. Something is unbalanced. I know I'm unbalanced emotionally. Maybe that's what's bothering my mind? I'm bothered that I'm being treated rightly by a man who claims he loves me when I can be as rude as his mother and accuse him of things that might be farther from the truth... 

It's hysteria, I tell you.

I'm not trying to make excuses... I'm just trying to fix myself... Some how explain over the Internet that I'm sick and need dire help.

As if someone's going to comment on this post, telling me the answers to rejuvenating myself - becoming a better and happier being!

I just want answers. I want answers to questions that may be hard to believe or are arguable that they are wrong to be brought up or thought about in general. 

I just want Mason back.

Day 124 of San Diego

Mom and I bought shipping wrapping paper and bubble wrap for Mason's desk. Mason said his computer will be ready for pick-up by tomorrow. His desk won't arrive tomorrow unless we flew it down. But we're sending it tomorrow and I hope it's at Mason's base within a week or less. 

I don't want Mason to use his bed sheets or a pillow as a prop for his computer anymore. I'm pretty sure that's what ruined his last hard drive. 

I don't know why I'm so concerned for his computer... I guess I'm saddened that Mason lost all of his data and I know I would be devastated if such a thing happened to me. I'm also grieving over losing a communication device with him. We don't need our communication to be strained in any way! 

The rest of the day, I bought Mason some Easter goodies; I goofed off on IMVU... That's about it. 

Did I mention IMVU was created on April 1st? How ironic is that? Considering IMVU has a majority of FOOLS!

Haha!

And yes, I'm calling myself a fool, too. I play the stupid game. That's pretty foolish. 

Speaking of foolish, my emotions are becoming foolish. I've been having tizzies with Mason for a couple days and it doesn't seem to be subsiding - the feelings, at least. Here's a scenario:  I must wonder whether I'm in the right for feeling irritated when someone tells me something (a statement, let's say, for not being able to do an activity) and when I ask "Why?" they tell me, "I don't know."

The "I don't know" response is what pisses me off. How can someone not know something when they insisted that they aren't able to do an activity? There has to be a reason behind thinking that, right? I can't say, "We won't be able to go to Disneyland next week" and someone asks, "Why?" and I reply back, "I don't know." It's like someone saying, "Because" after you ask why. Because why? Just "because"? 

There's always a cause and effect. Whether it be through conversation or physics. 

Maybe Mason and I need a break? I'm unsure if Mason will agree (because he always says we don't need breaks), but I think it'll help me ease whatever's bothering me about Mason and move on quicker. I'm constantly thinking Mason's going to hurt me in some way. That mindset might be damaging my logical thought process. Instead of telling myself, "Mason loves me!" I tell myself, "I'm a bitch and Mason doesn't deserve me." When thinking like the second statement, I'm automatically asking myself, "Why did he put that like that? Why didn't he tell me that straight up? Why isn't he replying back? Why isn't he reacting to what I called myself?" 

Yet I don't know if I want to take a break. I'm afraid Mason will get too mad at me and want to leave me because I did something we disagreed on a long time ago. And it's not like I'm taking a break from the relationship standpoint. I'm not going to go out with different guys, trying to tell myself Mason is the one. I already know that (even when he agitates me)! I just want to have Me time. I want us to pause the texting, the IMVUing... Pause our conversations for a little while. 

I know I said I didn't like it when our communication is strained, but... that's when I want to talk to Mason. And recently, I think I need some alone time and think things through without looking at what Mason's telling me, and not believing it or something. 

It's difficult to explain... I love Mason so much... Maybe not being able to IMVU him or Skype him is what's bringing me down...?

Honestly, I'm just fed up with us being separated. It's tearing me slowly apart. 

Day 123 of San Diego

I went to Uwajimaya today with mom. We were hungry. We wanted Asian snacks and cuisine. We knew where to go. 

We LOVE Uwajimaya! We haven't bought anything from there in a long time. But we made sure to stack up! $150 worth! Talk about starvation... Everything that looked appetizing on the shelves was thrown into our cart. I think we were the hungriest white people there!

Once home, we chowed down. We even chowed down in the car! We couldn't wait to get home! We ate chips and sushi and chocolate and Ramunè... DELICIOUS! 

It's nice to own tons of snacks during a break. That means more time eating! 

Oh! I must show you a silly picture of a "school bus" mom and I witnessed while driving home. I busted out laughing. I've never seen a school bus like THIS before: