Nearing Ends and Beginnings

Time until I head back to Long Beach: 16 days

Time until the Fall 2014 Semester begins: 28 days
Time until I see Fernando again: Approximately 5 months

Time until my graduation ceremony: 8 months, 3 weeks, and 3 days
Time until my awarded degree: 11 months, 2 weeks, and 3 days

Countdowns for the end and for the beginnings are everywhere.

But anyway, it's 1:30 in the morning and I am absolutely exhausted. However, my thoughts are stimulated because I've just finished watching the latest episode of True Blood and it is so... irritating. It's like, damn, so they're just going to kill people off in the last season... but then suddenly - BAM - "here you go, there's actually an antidote for the virus that is really supposed to kill everyone you care about; so that means they won't actually be dying." Bitches. Not that I don't exactly hate that idea, but... UGH. I was starting to accept the fact that perhaps that beautiful faced Eric Northman is going to die. But no. He's going to live and haunt me in my dreams forever... Alexander Skarsgard, you are just too damn attractive. You and your little brother. Fucking vampires. I'm glad True Blood is on its last season right now because I really just can't take it anymore. I'm dying inside. Especially since Pretty Little Liars has two more seasons coming up next year. Ugh. I hate the waiting game, but at least The Walking Dead, Reign, Vampire Diaries, and The 100 will be keeping my mind numb for the fall and winter seasons. Seriously, I have involved myself with too many television series... But, it was bound to happen sometime... I guess.

This whole graduating next year is pretty awesome. I know I've probably mentioned how awesome it is and how nerve-wrecking it is, but... Dude, come on. Five years of figuring out what major I really wanted, going through community college, filling out college applications, transferring out, changing my major again, and just trying to make my way through this college experience wasn't easy, you know? And it really all ends in a year. It's such a relief, but I have a year to get through and if I don't get through this year, I won't be graduating next year but I really REALLY want to and HAVE to. I can't stand another year in an undergraduate. That would have me to six years of undergraduate. I might have as well gotten a masters alongside with that undergraduate, you know? But yeah, I digress, I just want to breeze through this last year and get it done.

However, in a year, Fernando will be going under way... Hip hip hooray for us MilSOs. Separation anxiety at it's finest will arrive within a month's time. It's hard enough not being able to see him or talk to him very much, but when he goes under way, very rare emails only - no phone calls, no texting, no skyping, nothing. Well, at least when he's not ported. But really, how many days and times do they really go on ports. I mean, I'm sure I'll be busy with my own shit next year, but... I'm just going to miss him so much more... Who else would I call first when I get my first job in my career field...? He's my go-to guy for any good and bad news... UGH. Well.. at least I have a year... ish. He starts sea trials in several months. AHHHH. Whatever...

I'll write about my day. My day in bullet point form:

- Mommy woke me up to have me get ready for brunch

- Went to brunch at Mel's Diner

- Walked around Streets of Brentwood to kill time

- Watched Lucy (good movie, by the way, if you like movies that blow your mind and make you think)

- Got my RSX smog checked

- Practiced playing guitar

- Watched The Other Woman (SO FUNNY)

- Watched Divergent (decent movie)

- Watched True Blood

- Laid around for awhile, staring at the ceiling

- Played games on my phone

- Began my blog post

Yeah, it wasn't exactly the most productive day, but hey... Gotta veg before I start getting all stressed out from school. Speaking of stress, I better head to bed before I get irritable tomorrow from lack of good sleep.

Until next time,

Anna Prado