Beach Day!

I am once again a beautiful shade of lobster red. Gotta love the beach. No, really, I love it.

Santa Monica Beach

(The beach, not the sunburn, just so we're clear.)

All college beach day is my new favorite day of the year. I spent the whole time in the water. It was so amazing. As soon as I swam out (okay, waded out) we saw two dolphins off to the side of us. How cool right? But it doesn't  stop there! We then saw sting rays, a school of fish, a lobster, and a sea lion. Now there's something you don't see in the midwest. The water was so clear, and once you got used to it, not all that cold.

I also learned to body surf today. Riding on top of the wave is an amazing feeling. One moment you are swimming so hard to get that wave and the next you are being propelled along trying not to get a mouthful of salt.  I also managed to hang on to my sunglasses the whole time! Although, now that I look back at that .  . .I have raccoon eyes.

I don't get why everyone complains about Mondays. Monday's really aren't so bad. Granted, not everyone spends Mondays at the beach, but they should. I could get used to the whole three day weekend. Sadly, the realization that tomorrow there is an 8:45 am meeting is starting to sink it. (Who schedules a meeting for that early in the morning? Oh yeah, Justin Bleeker. What was he thinking?) Ah well. Such is life.

Alright. That's all from this ocean lover. Watch for sting rays and don't forget sunscreen.



No really. Sunburns suck.

Balloons and Mondays

Today's a Monday. I dislike Mondays, just because they come and ruin what was a perfectly wonderful weekend. Back to school, back to work. So, due to this being the good old normal blah Monday day today, I'm giving you some balloons to brighten up the day. Look on the bright side . . .tomorrow's Tuesday. 

Okay, okay, I don't really truly hate Mondays. Hate is a strong word. I dislike some Mondays. Most are okay. It's best to always stay positive about things because 1) staying positive is good for you. 2) chances are you'll make someone else mad. 

Sometimes it's easier just not to care. Or rather, not let little things bother you. That annoying kid that sits infront of you, the kid that can't hit the volleyball over the net, (that'd be me. Sincere apologies to my PE classmates. I'm hopeless) That one annoying manage at work who you can't hit because A) that's rude, and B) He likes Doctor Who. Positive side of all that? Only two more weeks of school, I'm not running anymore, and I'm only working at don's for the summer. And he likes Doctor Who, so really, not gonna let it bother me. 

 "And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music"

~Friedrich Nietzsche

These balloons where in the Orange City graveyard.