I'm bloggin' on sunshine! Day 0: Part 1

Best week ever. It started on Monday when my professor decided he'd cancel class on Wednesday. Well, actually it started before that. It started all the way back in July. On July 3rd, I left my humble abode in Seattle to go vacation in California where my dear cousins reside. I ended up spending two months there and was very reluctant to leave, hoping I would be able to return for Thanksgiving. Back to the present. So on Monday I asked my cousin to get her dad (my uncle, who is filthy rich and very generous) to buy me a ticket down there since I didn't have class on Wednesday. I had actually been asking her to do this since before I left back in September. Anyways, she finally gives me the OK, telling me that her dad would buy the ticket, but I would have to do all the work (find the right flight, a good ticket price, etc...after all, such a busy man cannot be bothered with such details) and buy it and he'd pay me back. She also told me that my other dear cousin (from Hawaii, originally from Washington...all three of us were originally from Washington but I'm the only one who remains) extended his stay to past Thanksgiving. Back up. He arrived in California a week earlier because he was checking out colleges. So, for the first time in years, the three of us would be able to spend some quality time together. Already realizing the potential epic-ness of this trip, I told them to plan our entire week so we wouldn't waste any time. We were already excited about this entire thing, and had no idea just how great things were going to be. We said our goodbyes on the phone, and I rushed online to find a good ticket.

Dead Spider

Holy crap. This just happened. My mom told me to clean my room and I like a good little boy, I did as I was told. I started by organizing all my junk in neat piles. After that, I was picking up trash and crap off my floor and throwing it in the garbage when I saw something that just looked like a piece of trash. Unafraid of anything on the floor of my room, I just grabbed the fuzzy thing not knowing what it was and was about to throw it away when I took a closer look. "Those look like spider legs," I thought to myself and lo and behold, it was a DEAD SPIDER. Totally creeped out by holding a dead spider which, as I mentioned before was "fuzzy", I freaked out and just dropped it. As I went to my bathroom to wash my hands, I remembered how it got there. A few weeks before, I saw that same spider crawling around and I had to act quickly so it wouldn't get away. I grabbed a container lid (small, white, circular) and set it on top of the spider and continued doing my thing. I guess I forgot about it until now, but yeah. It must've starved to death under there which makes feel bad for it. Readers beware: when you kill a spider, be sure to give it a proper burial (down the toilet) or else it will come back to haunt you.

I laugh at television's attempt to be "diverse"

Ever watch a tv show and try to count the amount of people who aren't white? Most the time I count one. And usually, that one person is black. From sitcoms to cartoon shows, I have realized that tv shows like to have a little diversity within their programs. It's funny, though, how their idea of diverse is having people of different "color" in the show. Anyways, I can remember as far back as 5th grade, I have been noticing this. Remember that classic cartoon Recess? There was ONE black guy. And of course, he was the athletic one. Some other shows where you may have noticed only one black person include but are not limited to: Heroes (the Haitian), Smallville (at least when I watched it), Malcom in the Middle, Sabrina (cartoon series), Power Rangers, Doug (Skeeter is blue, but i'm sure he was supposed to be black), Teen Titans, The Suite Life of Zach and Cody, Komo 4 News (Steve Pool), Captain Planet (yes, everyonen was a different race, but still, only one black person), and I'm sure there's a bunch I've missed. Anyways, most of this post is supposed to be humorous, but I think I failed.

First Post

Too Good For Earth. Have you ever been so good at anything that you were too good? Take Michael Jordan for instance. He is an example of someone who was too good for basketball. that's why he quit. So have you ever been too good for something? No? Well I have, and whenever I accomplish a difficult task that has an amazing outcome, like, solve a really complicated math problem or find a cure for cancer, instead of saying something like, "Yay!" or "I better win a Nobel prize," I say, "I'm too good for this!" I don't know why, you can call it a personality quirk or something. Anyways, that's where the phrase comes from. I'm not sure what I'll be posting in here, though. Probably just my really weird thoughts.