she sells seashells by the seashore.

Last week I discovered a nice little spot not too far from home, fun to explore and take photos at. The weekend consisted of being with Zach; Thai food dinners, random new squadron parties, house parties. Whenever time permits I’m very much so looking forward to taking him to this little place I discovered, I know we both enjoy the outdoors so it’ll be fun! And today was a rainy day in for studying, and children’s bible study later in the evening.

I am constantly asking myself, “okay what next?”, I really don’t think I have any answers.

It seems like my entire life I’ve only just focused on finishing school (elementary school - pass this test to get to the next grade and so on and so forth). (High school - graduate, and since the parents want me home, stick to community college and get a job.) Now, I finally got a taste of university, realized I hated being in the city (San Francisco State. A fun place to visit but not an ideal city for me to live in. yeck.). And since I am home and spend my school time in bed, studying online through Brandman, its as if my life is officially a bit boring. I don’t do much except for stay in, read a book, and/or try to learn to cook something on the rare occasions that the kitchen is not full of my mom’s things. I love watching cooking youtube videos on my free time. Admittedly I still cannot cook but I love watching and trying to learn. I am just an aspiring housewife I guess. Because when I am not cooking I try to clean every nook and cranny of my house but there is still always the jumble of junk all over the house, mostly things my mother is too reluctant to give away because she thinks we can still use a tee shire that I’ve grown out of since highschool and/or ol school things from my elementary years. Yes I know that all of these things simply lead to the fact that I need a place of my own. But financially, school-wise too, I am not exactly ready for that.

I’ve always told myself that once I get my BA, and I am done with school, I will THEN move out. Because I felt that for as long as I dont have to worry about school any longer, then a life of work and maintaining a home should not be too difficult. Okay, change of subject. Lately I’ve been REALLY good at waking up at 6-7 am every day and I am so proud of myself. I am a week ahead of my online math class (and I HATE math. I am just eager to finish it all up!) and my main motivation for that was because I was supposed to take care of Zach’s dog while he was away but it seems like the business trip was postponed, so he’s still in town taking care of Jack. That means that I may or may not have to be an extra week ahead of my math homework, so that if he is gone next week I do not have to do anything next week either. Bring. It. On math class. Bring It Onnnnn.

Hmm. anything else to blog about thats randomly on my mind? I dont have a job and yet I feel the urge to buy NEW CLOTHESSS. Being the girl that I am, I’ve been feeling the urge to change my style, (change my makeup routine. grow my eyebrows a little thicker. wear lighter lipsticks instead of the deep mauve shades I've loved so much. Keep it a little more simple. wear the cute “girl next door” summer dresses and kitten heels and/or outdoorsy style gear on a relaxing day. But wheres my money lol.

I hated working at the bank I used to work in. Hated it. Even though I was good at customer service in retail and money handling, a bank/credit union will never be for me. At least, the previous one I was in anyways. Lack of proper training? Or maybe I am just trying to blame others for the fact that I am not a bank person? No. I’m sure I might have done better at a more private credit union such as Navy Fed or something but FAST credit union was just too much to handle with no one to properly train you with PATIENCE. Some management lack that.

BACK TO happier stuff. I LOVE my new Kindle Oasis and I try to get into reading GoT whenever I have the chance to but my math homework gets in the way. And, whenever I’m with Zach and he is just watching TV and I try to read, I get too distracted. I cant lay next to him and try reading my book without falling asleep - hes too comfy haha.