2:28am

yup, I'm still awake... why? I don't know, I guess I just wasn't aware how
fast time went by, and I guess because I was being a dork and messing with my
myspace layout( I haven't updated my myspace in like over 4 months). I'm more
of a Facebook addict haha. I pretty certain another main reason I am up still is
because I miss my Sadie, she'll be home in a couple more days, but its hard
when you and another person subconsciously marry each other and spend every
day together. So subconsciously we have been married for about 4 months,
basically since summer started.
I only realized that it was late after pausing "Zack and Miri make a Porno" to go
take a shower and by then it was 12:30am. I'm not exactly sure where else my
time went before Zack and Miri.

The Ocean

When I was a little kid, I was obsessed with the ocean, I would beg my parents
and older brother to take me. It was the funnest most awesomest place to be! I
loved the white sandy beaches and the ever reoccurring mountains of water that
would pound me onto the shore.
When I got older and into high school it was the place I went to get away and a
lot of the time, because my family and I were part of Lower Class America, it
was the only place I could go without having to spend any money. The beaches
on the Waianae Coast although I didn't realize when I was there, are the
warmest and clearest beaches I have known and loved.
Then, I moved to San Francisco in search of a better education, the waters there
are cold and filthy, but hey compensate with the long shorelines and the
shameless partial nudity... but still, it isn't the same.
Over the past current weeks, I've noticed that, that passion has come back. At
my girlfriend's apartment, they have a pool, I have been swimming in it like a
fish. At night I open the window to hear the highway because it sort of sounds
like the waves and wind are the beach. And when I was in Chinatown about a
week ago, I bought me ocean incenses. I'm not sure if I am homesick or have
just discovered a long lost obsession... I think it might be a bit of both.

Showers for a Happier Me

Showers are the greatest invention for the troubled. The shower is the place I
find myself run to when something is wrong, when I'm depressed, when we
fight, when I have an extremely long day. Today I'm lonely, and all I can do is
take a long hot shower. I just need some kind of comfort, I'm away from family
and friends... I have friends here, but its just not the same. It is true, people are
much nicer in Hawaii because all my roommate keeps saying is "Its only a week"

and "buck up" and "you'll be fine." I'm not looking for sympathy, I just want
someone who's not my girlfriend to come close to understanding me...My friend
back home know to take me away and just laugh(maybe I should tell my friends
here to do that?) Well anyways.. there goes the clothes and here comes the
water... letting heavy pressure drown all aches and pains, physical and
emotional... and watch the tiled walls drip in harmonious fashions... and when
you get out, sit on the toilet and watch the mirror un-cloud like your mind. I
don't know how it does it but there it is... All Better :)