It’s the first real rain of the season here in San Diego. I absolutely adore it. I’ve been craving dreary, rainy weather for quite a while. Who am I kidding? I’m always craving it! I absolutely love this kind of weather. Why I don’t live someplace where it’s a constant is a wonder. Well, it’s not, but you know what I mean. We all can’t live where we truly wish to, unfortunately.
Here’s a song that’s quite bitter sweet but I love it and it just suits a rainy day.
I much prefer cooler weather to heat. Even having a birthday during the hottest month of the summer in the Northern Hemisphere, I have never been a fan of summer or any sort of heat. I love trying to bundle up when the nights grow longer and the chill finally bites through the air. Every year, I’m on a quest for some type of winter coat. This and last year, I yearn for a lovely pea coat that provides a beautiful and feminine silhouette and is styled so it can’t possibly go out of style. Unfortunately, while trying one on at the mall last year, I left my purse unattended and it was stolen. This year, it’s just not wise of me to spend money on one when I’m more prone to wearing a pullover or zip-up hoodie.
Years prior, I’ve desired a nice wool button-up sweater and puffy insulated jacket. I achieved my wish and have two nice, but cheap, wool sweaters and my parents got me my puffy insulated jacket for Christmas two years ago. I’ve always preferred to be fully covered and bundled up and I think that’s why I prefer the Autumn & Winter months. I always look forward to the new and classic fashions coming out for the cooler months.
I’m thankful that I don’t have to live with more extreme winter weather, however. I have negligible experience with snow, especially during the winter and minimal experience with other frozen and freezing precipitation due to my years in the South-East. I do have to say, seasons in the South-East are a lot more extreme than I ever imagined. The summers are sweltering and miserable due to the added humidity with the heat, and the winters are quite harsh with a lot of days & night brought colder due to a wind chill. With more extreme weather during the winter, it’s a bit harder to look as stylish and cute as you’d like when you’re bundled up in tons of layers topped off with a funny looking beanie, scarf, gloves and a hardcore windbreaker. I’m thankful to live in an area of a state that experiences relatively temperate weather, no matter what season it is.
What could possibly scare me? Math. Yes, math. Math and I don’t get along. Throughout my school years, it was my weakest subject because I just couldn’t1 understand the more complicated equations and such. Why would it scare me now? I want to start college. Unless you count my training in the Air Force, I don’t have any actual college under my belt at the tender age of 24. I’m pretty sure I’d like to get my degree in meteorology or atmospheric sciences, but the prerequisites for those programs involve a lot of advanced-ish math. It’s very intimidating! Phrases and items like equivalent fractions mean nothing to me right now.
I received poor grades in my math classes in school. I could understand more visual things like bar graphs, but if you tried to get me to make sense of prime factorization, it was just about impossible. Sure, a lot of my grade was affected by the fact that I didn’t do my homework2, but a big part of it that I was so intimidated and discouraged by numbers that I just shut myself off. I really should have sought out tutoring. I know I’ll definitely need to when I start taking math classes in college, because not only does my future career intentions ride on it, but the money and time I’m investing in something that’s essentially elective, but costly and necessary.
I’ve always thought of weather as a mix between science, math and art. How art? While certain events can be forecast with the help of how predictable the event is and a little with a probability calculator, there’s always the chance that it’ll go off and do whatever the hell it wants, without notice or warning. Tornadoes are such an event, and people in the Mid-West are more than familiar with that. Fog in San Francisco is an event you could set your watch to, but even the formation of a tornado can be hard as hell to forecast with enough warning time to give people in order for them to get to safety. I’m excited by how beautiful weather is and interested in how predictable and unpredictable it can be. There’s no reason why I shouldn’t dive in! My fear of math really needs to be tackled and conquered!
I was still misspelling “tomorrow” going into my junior year of high school. Not to mention how cringe-worthy my writing quirks were! I lot of replacing normal words with some altered version of it such as “gawd” instead of “God”. This is coming from one of my old LiveJournals. I wrote a lot about my ex-boyfriend and all the back & forth drama of that. We were on & off for a total of 3 years or so. Pretty much up until I met and started going out with the husband. We were mostly off, but I was fighting to get him back as my boyfriend. He finally wanted to get back together, but by that point I was over it. I miss him, though. He was a great guy and a good friend. I found him on Facebook last month and I requested him as a friend. He didn’t reciprocate and that made me sad. I understand, though.
It feels like the week I spent in AZ was much longer than it was. I cleaned out the refrigerator tonight and I was questioning how good all the food in it was, but most of it would’ve been just fine for the week I was gone, I’m sure. The items I threw out included leftovers the husband had stuck in there that I know he wouldn’t touch again, let alone me. I do swear that my memory isn’t very good considering everything is such a blur, even just over a week ago.
Overall, my trip out to AZ to visit Angel, Kristen and (to finally meet) Robby was nice. I got to meet all of the cats, dogs and ferrets I’ve heard so much about. I can’t say I’m a fan of coming home with a suitcase full of clothes covered in pet hair, though lol. I’m so grateful that they flew me out there & back. It was great spending time with friends, especially since I haven’t done so in a while as far as my friends out here. Just little visits here & there, but it never feels like enough 
I can’t believe how hot it was when I woke up around 0945 this morning. I had turned the fan on during the night, but not the actual air conditioner. Unfortunately, I don’t know how cool it’s supposed to get starting tomorrow, so I’m not sure if I should keep the windows closed and set the thermostat for the AC tonight or leave the windows open, letting in the cold of tonight and risk it being warm when I wake up. I do not like waking up in a sweat. I do not like heat, what-so-ever. Bring on the cold, baby! I’d rather bundle up any day!
The husband left a large hickey on my neck and though it wasn’t as dark as hickies typically are, it was enough to warrant concealer and other make-up to mask it for work this afternoon. Of course, I couldn’t just do my neck and risk the difference in color compared to my face, so I ended up doing my whole face and neck. I added some light eyeshadow, mascara and little blush to brighten up my face beyond the shoddy cover-up job I managed. The foundation I had available had been in the car for over a week, exposed to temperature changes and it separated so I need to throw it out. Not to mention I wasn’t able to prep my face for makeup application, which includes a washing, scrubbing and moisturizer. Foundation seems to cake and shit when I don’t prep my face appropriately, so I end up looking flaky and weird. I’ve always been wary of makeup. I’ve seen so many shoddy applications in my years and I never want to look that bad.
For one, I wish that more women and girls knew that they need to blend their foundation not just into their face, but ears and NECK too. Haven’t you seen those pictures of girls in revealing tops and as you move north to their faces, it’s a completely different shade? It’s awful. That’s one of my pet peeves about people and their makeup. When I was in high school, it used to be the girls who seemingly took a Sharpie to their eyebrows and drew clown-like arches on their foreheads. They got made fun of a lot by me and my best friend of the time, Dee. Boy, we were relentless in the way we made fun of them, but just to each other.
I was just overwhelmed with sleepiness. I suppose it’s a good of time as any to head to bed. I want to work on laundry but our washer/dryer unit isn’t drying our clothes at all, pretty much. I had to hang a throw, my work pants and a small handful of hand towels so they’d dry thoroughly. Ridiculous.
Guess what? Deathly Hollows is coming out in a couple of weeks! EXCITING! *SQUEE* I won’t be making the effort of a midnight showing, however. I went to one for Half Blood Prince and the experience just turned me off. Who smokes pot in a movie theater waiting to see the newest Harry Potter flick?? I never saw the correlation between Harry Potter and pot. Except the obvious play on words in regards to his last name, of course. 
I love Autumn. There’s nothing that makes me happier than smelling and feeling the change of the seasons from hot and stuffy to fresh and chill. It really helps when I walk into stores and am faced with all of the autumn scents and Halloween decor. It brings an instant smile to my face.
A lot of kids dread the start of the school year, but I actually enjoyed it for the first few months. It was a fresh start that I hadn’t mucked up yet with my poor schoolwork habits or get into obnoxious drama that started to occur with classmates, guys or friends. Knowing I had Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas to look forward to helped a lot as well. The freshness of the school year matched the season and even when it starts raining, I’m still a happy camper. I’m so sure I’d feel right at home in a location like Seattle.
A gloomy day makes me happy like a nice sunny day usually makes others. Increase my happiness with a little drizzle. Strangely enough, though, I don’t like getting or being wet 
I only wish we experienced more convective activity here in Southern California. Thunderstorms and sudden downpours excited me so much when I lived in South Carolina and other Southern states. I guess it’s appropriate that I was a weather forecaster and maybe it’ll be worth it for me to carry it on in the civilian world. I just have to make the effort and not be afraid to go for it.
