Hey everybody,

Well, it's been a very long month for me and August has been going by so quickly, I forgot to look back. Before I know it, it's the 20th and I have no idea where the weeks have gone by. I have a sense of detachment, strangely.

I've been very busy, which can explain why I haven't been keeping track with things. Almost everyday, I'm out and doing something. Mondays I have school now, for maths, along with meetings with my community ( gathering of female friends, basically, called "Small Group" ). But these next couple of weeks are going to be a tad bit easier because I don't have to pop by school on Wednesday. But that'll change once I get into September.

So, I'm out on Mondays and Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays. Once my "regular" schedule comes back, I'll be out on Wednesdays again. I'm beginning to realize that 7 days out of the week just aren't enough to do everything! Not to mention I'm trying to keep my social life running along with my sanity.

You see, I wouldn't mind so much if I didn't have to get up "early" on Mondays, Thursdays, and soon-to-be Wednesdays. I get up at 11 am, which sounds very late to most of you, however, I go to bed at around 4:30 am to 5:00 am in the morning. Sometimes even at 6 am. Why? Because my Dad is sleeping in my room and I don't want to wake him up. Why is he in my room? Because he snores and disturbs my step-mother. Where am I? I retain myself into the livingroom where I can have some peace and quality time with myself.

Why can't I be in my room? Because I utterly refuse to be locked up in my room all night, not able to watch T.V. or even walk because my floor squeaks. I also share a wall with the master bedroom, so T.V. is a no-go. I'm pretty much forcing myself to stay awake in the mornings, waiting for my Dad to wake up so I can pass out properly. But tonight won't be as bad; at least I don't have to get up early. Normally my Dad is in the guest room...but we have "company" in there now...*coughs*

Speaking of which, that situation hasn't changed at all, unfortunately. But the wheels have begun turning, my friends! My Dad is starting to have a tiny hint of impatience about the matter and that's all it takes. He recently gave me a World War Two book entitled "Once an Eagle". It's over 1,000 pages and quite the weight. He said, jokingly, to my step-mother, "Once she's done with that book, they'll be moved out."

Coming from him, I took it as an insult. O ye of little faith! Anyway, yeah, things like that are pertaining to the future.

While I'm on the WWII note, I've begun to independently study the history of it. Reading up on it and even getting the much-praised series Band of Brothers, produced by Steven Spielberg and Tom Hanks. There's going to be a sequel in March of 2010 called The Pacific. At any rate, I watched the first three episodes yesterday and it's so wonderfully done, accurate, and emotionally powerful that it gives you a real sense. Props I say! But I also find it funny that I can name just about every gun that I see. The M1 Garand, Thompson, MP40 and 44, along with the Colts and Lugers. I blame Call of Duty 3. "Potato masher..." hehehehe.

So, going back to my "running around" subject, all I mostly do, it seems, is clean. Since I'm normally out on the weekends, I come home feeling like I have to "make-up" for not being home by cleaning everything. I'll tell you this: I'm the only one who uses those sterile wipes! Orange-scented by all means! *snorts* I do this so nobody snaps at me for using the house as a hotel; just going in and using resources, not helping at all, and leaving. I've been snapped at before and even been threatened to pay rent. Absolutely not. But there is someone who is...and I'm very angry about that.

There's my little rant: moving on.

I do have some photography I still need to post up! I swear, I will! I've been swamped and busy with things lately. I've been trying to juggle everyone on DA, catching up and whatnot. But I think you'll be happy with my "La Jolla" series. I tweaked them with Corel, which I'm hoping to buy one of these days.

So, that's just about it. Thanks for reading. Sorry if it's a little short...I'm beat today. Hope your August-September will go well!

Later.