Happy 23rd Anniversary to my parents!

Also,

Happy Birthday to my older half brother, BG.

So, this Sunday was just like any other Sunday. I woke up, went to church, came back, went to sleep, woke up to do whatever errands I had for the rest of the day.

I went to Mass (yes, I am Catholic) today with the same friend that I went with last week. I think that he's going to be coming with me more often. 

But today's second reading was probably one of my favorite Scriptures. If you don't mind, I'm going to type it out for you to read. I just hope that you don't think that I'm preaching to you or anything. 

1 Corinthians 13:1-13

If I speak in the tongues of men and angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If i give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love. I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are toungues, they will be stillled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophecsy in part, but when perfections come, the impoerfct disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Cause for a smile:

I went to my friend's house for dinner last night. I've never been to his house before. He invited us over and made a bunch of us dinner. He's freaking amazing. I'm happy that he's the one that I made my pact with. The one that if we both aren't married by a certain age, we're marrying each other. Hahaha...

School starts tomorrow. Strangely enough, I am a little excited about it. It's the last semester of my senior year and it is nothing close to how painful last semester was.

Class of '10. SEN10RS

I am considering this entry a brain dump because I need to clear my head so that I can write my entry for Secret Angels at deancastiel 

I haven't had class for two weeks, and I thought that I was going to use that time to catch up on my sleep.

I was wrong.

I stay up every night until at least 4 writing.

It's ridiculous.

( School starts tomorrow... )

Okay, so I'm a little late with this entry, but I was out with my friends and I just got back. I haven't seen one of them in like 7 weeks, so you have to let it slide.

So, something in my house smells like a wet dog. Which is weird, because none of us owns a dog, and none of us ever goes nears a dog. Either that or it smells like pee.

Either way, it's gross. It could just be the smell of the bus because we were on it for awhile. And I really dislike the smell of the bus.

I had two really weird dreams last night. And I feel like I told them to the world.

I hate telling my dreams to people, be cause I feel like I sound like an idiot when I tell it. But it's always entertaining. I can imagine the movie someone would make about the weird dreams I've been having.

I think that I need to sleep earlier.

So, here is how my dreams went.

I was being chased by zombies at my grandma's house. For some reason, I just wasn't able to leave the house. So, I was running everywhere trying to get somewhere safe.

All I remember is there was this zombie doberman and it was trying to eat me while I was hiding in a cave built of thorns. Somehow I tricked the dog and he got trapped in the thorns.

All the while, the comedian, Dane Cook was narrating my adventure like it was a joke in his comedy act.

His final line was, "And then you think that it's over, but it's not."

Then my uncle jumped out and threw a knife at me.

I woke up from that dream a little scared.

When I went back to sleep, I fell into another dream.

So, I was at a football stadium back home where a few of the public school graduations take place. So, my cousins, who don't go to the same school, but graduated the same year were graduating from high school They were walking up to us, I said, "Oh, I want a diploma."

And then someone gave me one like I was graduating too.

Dream over.

Seriously, I wish I had a dream book to find out what this all meant.

Cause for a smile:

I have a lot to smile about today.

First, I got to eat sushi. I love sushi. And I got to drink bubble tea. Good meal.

Second, I got to talk to my friend who is coming up for her spring break. We were sort of finalizing plans. But not really. It was more planning than finalizing.

Third, one of my friends came back to school today. Oh man, it was great. I was talking to my friend on the phone then she walked in and I freaked. I didn't realize that she was back.

Good surprise.

Fourth, there is a competition that we have at school called Lip Sync. It's the second biggest event that we have at our school. It's amazing and full of laughs. I've done it every year since I've been here. Tonight, we introduced it to the freshman class. It was great. Good laughs. I got to see how long my hair was my freshman year. I miss it. Then I got to see how short it was sophomore year. Now, it's in between.

We're planning our show for this year. It's going to be epic.

Finally, I saw a sneak peak of one off my shows. I'm so excited. It needs to be Thursday so this anticipation can ebb away.

I realized I still haven't cleaned my house. Tomorrow. I promise tomorrow. Especially since I'm not going into the city. I might as well clean. 

I'm trying to savor these last few days of freedom.

School starts on Monday. *BLAH*

Better get to writing...

I honestly feel like I did nothing today.

I pretty much stayed in my room the entire day. I only left to eat, watch an hour of TV, and check the halls because the fire alarm went on for two seconds. I saw no one running down the halls in urgency, so I just walked back into my room. 

I honestly could've done a lot to make my day more productive. I haven't crossed anything off of my list that I made of things to do. Well, tomorrow I'm going to clean the kitchen and bathroom because it's filthy.

Oh, on fun news, I think I'm going to wake up with bruises on my left side tomorrow because of trying to dive for a volleyball today. I landed funny, and I hurt my shoulder and landed on my ribs and hip.

Ouch.

Cause for a smile:

Hm... I have to think about this one a little bit.

Oh, so volleyball is usually a fun time, and I'm glad that I got back to playing this weeks.

I guess what made me smile today was seeing one of my friends.

Here is how our conversation went.

Him: [My name], where have you been?
*greets with hug*
Me: What are you talking about? I've been here everyday this week.
Him: Oh, I haven't.
Me: I know that.
Him: What were you doing? Spending all your time with [Mutual male friend]?

Then we went back and forth teasing session. He teased me for hanging out with our mutual friend so much, and me teasing him for being a jerk--or as I said, a**hole--about it. He likes to tease me about our relationship. I have to constantly remind him that we're just friends. 

Ah, but it is all in good fun.

Always in good fun.

So, for the past few days, I've been getting used to waking up at about nine o'clock, taking a pee, getting back into bed, then going back to sleep.

What actually has been happening the past few days is that I wake up at about 11 to a phone call from my mom. The conversation usually goes like this.

She asks if I'm sleeping.
I lie and say no because I see her name on my caller ID and know she is going to ask it and try to wake up in half a second.
She asks me why I'm still sleeping.
I tell her that I'm awake and it doesn't matter because I don't have class.
She says okay.

Today it was an unexpected call. She told me that someone died. It wasn't just anyone. He a senior when I was in the junior high. Our junior high and senior high school was on the same campus. Our paths crossed a few times. I played on the same soccer team with his sister. He had an aneurysm.

I guess that I was affected by it because it was the first thing I was greeted with in the morning. And then my mom said that he was 26. Life is so freaking short. I couldn't believe it. I didn't know what to say. 

He was 26 years old, and he died of an aneurysm. 

Then, later today, one of my best friends told me that my teacher passed away. 

She was my English Honors teacher in high school. To quote one of my best friends, "She had a major impact on our writing."

She helped me realized that I was okay at writing and English. Because of her, she put me on a path to English. If I accomplish or contemplate an English Literature or Writing major more, then it'll be because of her.

She was patient. She was able to put up with our classes' antics when we would try to distract her by setting off timers and trying to avoid tests. But because of her, I ended up liking Shakespeare. I remember that I got a perfect grade on a test where all I wrote on an essay was one sentence. I laughed, but I was the only person to get a 100 on that test. 

We may have done a lot of stupid things in her class, but I learned a lot.

I carry a lot of it with me now.

Two deaths today...

Cause for a smile:

So, today, I went to play volleyball. I haven't gone to play for a little more than a week, so I was tired at first. But like always, I just had to get over the initial tiredness, then I was good. I had some good digs, and it was fun just playing with bunch of people.

I know that I'm going to have bruises tomorrow because for one play, I feel like my body contorted like a pretzel.

But I got out all of the energy that I had since I drank a lot of coffee and tea today. 

And now I'm exhausted.

The caffeine, then the crash.

Well, I think that I'm actually going to start cleaning our place tomorrow. I bought some cleaning supplies because our bathroom and kitchen is filthy.

I should get some sleep.

But I probably won't.

I'm probably going to be up for a few more hours writing.

I'm not complaining.

I wish that I actually did something today so that I could write something worth reading. But nothing happened.

I woke up at 8:00 am because my roommate was playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 last night, and he forgot to turn off the TV. I can sense white noise, so I woke up, turned it off, then stayed up because I couldn't fall asleep for a few hours.

When I finally did, my mom woke me up, calling me to tell me she was buying something at a sale. I can't really remember the conversation, because when I wake up, I need a 20 minute passing period, or I don't really make sense or understand what is going on.

I realized today that I'm a little a lot  spoiled when it comes to my friends. Because today, I told my friend that I was hungry, and he totally ran back to his room and grabbed beef and cooked teriyaki beef for us.

I have amazing friends. 

Cause for a smile:

I went to my school's basketball game today. We lost. But it was nice to get out of the house.

I did actually break 40 pages today on my story. Still not done yet though.

I'm waiting for my prompts for this writing exchange that I'm participating in for the first time. The anticipation is killing me. I just want my prompts so I can begin writing since I have all the time in the world.

I actually need to go to sleep soon because I have to wake up for church tomorrow morning. It's pretty cool because one of my good friends is coming with me. I don't have to walk alone!!! And it will be the first time he's gone to church with me in two years.

Yay for friendship bonding time!

So, today, me and two of my friends decided that we wanted to go and eat out for dinner. 

To get there, we had to take a bus and then ride the max (sp? which is bad because I should know this after using it for four years). It wasn't exactly the best ride ever. Going there, a man stood around us who smelled like pee and three day old body odor. Usually, I don't have a strong sense of smell, but it was so strong that I actually felt sick.

On the ride back, it was all right, until someone in the back started yelling some really racist things to people. I felt uncomfortable. I didn't really know what to do about it. So, I stayed quiet and listened to my music. I'm pretty sure that everyone on the bus felt as uncomfortable as I did because after he yelled those things, nobody say anywhere near him. 

I can't believe that there are still people so racist and ignorant in the world.

I just don't understand it...

*Sigh*

I hate being in uncomfortable situations like that.

Cause for a smile:

I went to eat sushi!!!

Also, my favorite show came back on today!!! It was pretty exciting, and a little scary. I can't wait for next week's episode!!!

I should go to sleep because I have to wake up early tomorrow to get my eyebrows waxed.

Sounds like fun, right?

So, today officially begins my two weeks of no school. I mean, yesterday didn't really count because everyone didn't have school because it was a holiday.

So, what did I do today?

I woke up at 9:30 and made a list of errands that I needed to take care of. There were at least 12 items on that list.

By the end of the day, I marked off four. I think.

I spent more time writing inbetween the errands and contemplation of errands. But it wasn't like I was sitting watching TV all day.

I have two weeks to finish the rest of it. I think that I'm going at a good rate.

Today, I was taught a lesson in patience. So, usually my younger brother calls me to ask for help on his homework. But I was watching something and he just happened to call at a climax of one of the scenes.

And I got irritated.

Then I remembered that my brother isn't the same as me. He doesn't learn the same way I did. He doesn't have the same pressure to succeed that I did.

He's just different.

And then I felt bad for choosing the television over him.

Gosh, I felt like a horrible person.

I mean, I helped him with whatever he needed help with, I just didn't sound like the happiest person doing it.

A lesson in patience.

Cause for a smile:

I actually got to hear my brother's voice today. I mean, I got to hear it a few days ago, but I only realized that it happened today. I really need to learn how to appreciate phone calls more.

Speaking of phone calls, I got a really funny phone call from my mom using a secret phone at her working place. She was hiding out. And she called me to tell me that she was hiding out and if I needed her, then I needed to call that number.

I thought that it was funny.

Also, today began the week where all of my shows come back after the winter hiatus. Now I have something to do for two weeks.

And one of my best friends is finalizing her plans to come and stay with me during her Spring Break! Yay!

That means that I have to book my flight to go and see her too.

Another one of my errands to run.

So, weirdly enough, I finished my dc_fireplace  story a little more than two weeks ago. And I was totally happy with it too. Content to just let it sit and read over it a few times then post it on my posting day.

But I listened to a song or two, and now I want to add another part. Or two.

I fail.

Or don't fail?

I guess it all depends on how you feel about always being inspired.

I also am contemplating signing up for the Secret Angels Exchange at deancastiel . It would be my first time participating in it, and I'm really nervous. Two thousands words for a prompt doesn't seem that bad.

I'm just scared of disappointing whoever my recipient.

Also, last week, I was nominated for my for my fic Thoughts Results of Static Cling for Rock Salt and Feathers Awards. I was nominated for best long and best episode related. In one of those categories, I'm going up against strangeandcharm  and tracy_loo_who . To even be considered along with these two amazing writers is an honor.

I don't know who nominated me, but thank you.

I don't have school for two weeks, but I'm stuck up at school. So, I'm just going to write and do whatever errands I need to do. Which is a list of at least 10 things.

I should start striking those things off of my list.

Today was a very simple day.

I went to church and Father had a good homily about change. The gospel was the story about Jesus changing water into wine. He also spoke about how we must change and other stuff that I can't remember at the moment. There was also something about mothers. 

After I woke up I played volleyball for two hours. 

I love lazy day Sundays.

Cause for a smile:

I slept until four in the afternoon. Then again, it didn't really count because I did wake up for church in the morning. But it was great.

Also, tomorrow there is no school so I just get to write. I am excited. I really want to write a story that I feel like I need to tell. 

So, I'm going to get started on it.