What's next?

Over the past month I've had two interactions with creepy old men.
The first one I was at a gas station in a busy area. There was a man being helped at the counter by someone and I was being helped by the other person behind the counter. I was asking a question when suddenly I felt a hand  full palm cover the entire left side of my butt and a slight squeeze.
I was so in shock and taken aback at what had just happened I was speechless. I looked toward the direction of the man and he winked and a smirk crept upon his face. Keep in mind this was at two o'clock in the after noon on a very busy Saturday. Throughout the rest of the day all I could feel was his hand on me. I scrubbed and scrubbed in the shower but the feeling would not subside.
After having previous incidents with a teacher years ago in middle school, it was everything I could do to not break down and cry.

The second one occurred yesterday. I was getting gas again, but at a less busy area here in Fairhaven. I was not physically affected this time, thank god. The man was paying for some items in front of me. As soon as he finished I quickly pre-paid for my gas. As I was walking out back to my car he held the door open for me, I responded with a polite "thank you" and a head nod. We both proceeded to our vehicles. I began pumping gas when an odd feeling crept upon me. I glanced over and noticed the man was in his truck staring.  Not glancing, but a dead stare. I held a stern look and made eye contact with him as he pulled out, waited at the red light, turned left and then he gave me the "up and down" a few times, finally some trees blocked our sight of each other.

I don't understand why this keeps happening. It's occurring more often then not. Others are more subtle then these two men but none the less, are still treating me like I'm a slab of meat and they're a hungry dog. It scares me to think about,  what's going to happen next? When? Where? What time of day?  Why? Is it something I did, or are you just a disgusting pig? Will someone go too far. It scares the shit out of me. But what can I do about it? Stay inside all the time and become a hermit? That's unhealthy. I shouldn't have to compromise my life because there are men on the prowl. That doesn't mean I'm out dressing like a street walker from the red light district. But I don't dress like a slob. I just don't know what to do. What to think.

Woods Coffee--Anti Gay

I was just informed by a friend today that Woods Coffee, founded by W.W. Herman, is an anti-gay association. I am highly disappointed because this was the one coffee shop I thoroughly enjoyed and visited quite often, seeing as they're everywhere. I read up about the information and learned the owner funds anti-gay political causes and takes personal stances against the LGBT community. He petitioned to the city in 2012 to have the Pride Parade not pass his store. Many have begun a boycott against the Woods Coffee establishment.

More about Boycotting Woods Coffee:
Why We Boycott
Where You Get Your Latte, Why It Matters

ARE YOU WITH THE RIGHT PARTNER?

During a seminar, a woman asked," How do I know if I am with the right person?"

The author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so he said, "It depends. Is that your partner?" In all seriousness, she answered "How do you know?" Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind
replied the author.

Here's the answer.

Every relationship has a cycle… In the beginning; you
fall in love with your partner. You anticipate their calls,
want their touch, and like their idiosyncrasies. Falling in love wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called "falling" in love.

People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet."Picture the expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something happened TO YOU.

Falling in love is a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few months or years of being together, the euphoria of love fades. It's a natural cycle of EVERY relationship.

Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship; you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.

At this point, you and/or your partner might start asking, "Am I with the right person?" And as you reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you
may begin to desire that experience with someone
else. This is when relationships breakdown.

The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the person you found.

People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside for fulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes.

Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. It lies within it.

I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could. And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later.

Because (listen carefully to this):

The key to succeeding in a Relationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love the Person you found.

SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have to work on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it demands WISDOM. You have to know
WHAT TO DO to make it work. Make no mistake about it.

Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your partner), Just as there are physical laws Of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. If you know how to apply these laws, the results are predictable.

Love is therefore a "decision". Not just a feeling.

well well well

I was looking through some old pictures, and found some that I took with a couple teachers.
Was I really that weird kid that was BFF's with the teachers?
Yes, yes I was.

Except I was totally like "in love" with the one in the second picture. I'm pretty sure she hates me though. Oh well, I no longer attend that school. I just dig old people, teenagers suck.

The Haunting

The church at the end of the street is having some weird gospel music playing over an intercom

oh wait

I just realized

I'm playing my Xx record

it was someone singing...

I'm really on cloud nine

LIFE

UPDATES
I got (new) glasses, Versace might I add.
I've managed to take two hours summarizing two articles for ENG 100.
(With the help of my lovely girlfriend)
Be entirely creeped out by a fellow classmate.
Longboard down to Boulevard with my noble pup Sam.
Purchase three new books on my Kindle.
Read one.
Finish my US History study guide

oh and

Slice my finger while attempting to slice my torta bread in two.

Birthday extravaganza

I received early birthday gifts yesterday from my girl, my dad and my brother.

PBR Longboard
Bong
Cruisin Card
Gold Snake Ring
Celestial Necklace

Not Pictured
2 Records:
-The Xx
-Mumford & Sons

UPDATE
I have received from my mother:
Clothing
Shoes
A small engraved piano

Let the gay begin

I finally found my p-ewe-double s-why liquor sweatshirt!

My life today

I  also failed miserably at driving stick
Washed my bedding
Did the dishes
Made soup
Took a nap

Busted

I have and in-class essay tomorrow and my fingers still need to be taped up since I broke through my window Tuesday night.

I failed.

I was attempting to learn something new on my piano (keyboard) today and well this ended up happening instead...

Transformation throughout the past year and a half

 

The typical 'Long Hair Don't Care'

The 'Self-Cut Shoulder Length'

  

The 'I Was a Hair Model and She Cut My Hair Shorter' 

The 'F***k it I'm Wearing a Doobie'

 

The 'I Hate Short Hair I'm Getting Extensions'

The ' Something New, Have My Girlfriend  Bleach My Hair'

The 'That Was a Horrible Idea, I'm Going Back to Brown'

The 'My Hair is too Short and Thick I'm Wearing a Snapback'

Typical Thursday

So my morning consisted of eating, blogging, taking sam potty, and showering.

I've progressively moved on to burning an incense on my windowsill,
calling my mother,
going through the 'Steer Clear Driver's Program Kit' for State Farm so insurance will be less expensive,
and playing Beethoven's 5th on my record player.
I'd say that it's been a productive day, wouldn't you?

A small misunderstanding

My first day back after spring break was today, and it didn't exactly go as planned.
My first class was US history with Crawford, that was great, then I went to my next class which is English 100 and was supposedly number two on the waitlist.

The professor told me she wasn't taking any extra students this quarter so I was not getting a blue slip.

I needed another class on my schedule so I headed toward the Running Start office to add a new class. I arrived there and only had to wait a short amount of time before a woman was able to help me. We added a Modern Dance class to count as my P.E credit but I was waitlisted for that class as well.

I waited an hour or so and had met up with a few friends in the meantime, one of which was in the English

class I had just tried to take, she told me the teacher had called my name and that I was on the attendance list. 

I then checked in with this new professor who said her class was over scheduled and there wasn't room, as badly as she'd like me to join she just couldn't bring on anymore students. I returned back to the Running Start office to then again add a new class. 

They checked out the list of students in the English class and realized I had actually been placed in the class around 8:19 this morning and they hadn't gotten around to notifying me yet. Also to add on to the mess a spot had opened up in the Modern Dance class so I actually had gotten in. 

Well one of the kind advisors pulled a few strings and got me back into the English class I had originally scheduled to be in. 

I then had to track down my professor and explain to her the madness of my day and get the homework and syllabus. 

So much for a simple laid-back first day of school!

Can't wait 'till friday.

Losing his manhood

Got our butt's out of bed at 6:30 this morning to take Ignacio to meet the Wesnip van so they could haul him and 10 other kitties to Stanwood to get fixed.
 Poor little guy has been home for an hour and the pain meds are really kicking in.
So far he's taken after me with the "tripping over thin air" thing.
 He's not going to know what's really going on for the next three days and isn't allowed to play, it's going to be a long three days for this rambunctious kitten.
Although, he still manages to make every object in my room a play toy.