Air Force Beauty

(Walking to UC-Riverside, in my Air Force DEP t-shirt)
Me: Lalalalala~
(Three extremely hot Asians in one car yells out)
Passenger-Seat Asian: AIR FORCE BEAUTY!
Back-Seat Asian: 'SUP BEAUTIFUL!
Driver Asian: (honk! honk!)

OHAI, GORGEOUS.

Dilon. Another DEP'r on my squad. Ran with me and motivated me. Gorgeous. He said, "I'm not going to leave you behind!"

UNF <3

PS: Thank you for running with me without your shirt on. I love you.

Sincerely,
Otter

P.S.

Hijacking Otter's blog post to make an official statement upon seeing this fooooine hottie.

Awkward Turtle

I Admire Allan.

So there’s this guy that I want to introduce you to; his name is Allan.

He’s the typical blonde hair, blue eyed, piercing yet capturing voice, all-American guy and he’s a member of my church. He’s a funny and an outgoing guy even though he’s very shy but once you get to know him, he’s not quiet. He did his mission in Europe, he knows how to speak German and French and he knows American Sign Language so sometimes you’ll see him translate our sacrament meetings in ASL.

Why am I talking about Allan? Because I recently found out something that makes me admire him even more.

What is that you ask? Well I found out that his mother, father and sister are deaf.

He is the only one that can hear and speak despite the fact that his mother, father and sister are deaf. He doesn’t talk about his family much but ever since I found that out, my admiration for him went to another level.

A lot of people take voices, speaking and talking for granted and there are some that wish some people would “stop talking” but I can’t imagine not being able to hear or speak and communicate with others. What more with having deaf parents? I can’t imagine not hearing my father or mother talk to me and it would pain me even more that my parents can’t hear me.

It’s little things like this that make me feel more grateful for what I have and to spread charity to those around me because there are so many things we overlook and to know someone who has been going through this all his life really touches me. It makes me admire them even more because of their patience, strength and endurance.

Cute guys, PT and Movies.

OHMYGAWD, TURTLE! IF YOU MOVE TO THE STATES, YOU HAVE TO TELL ME ASAP! BECAUSE THEN I'LL GET THE NEXT FLIGHT TO COME SEE YOU! If I get stationed in New York, you can come and stay with me and we can watch musicals together! And there is a lot of good places that I know in New York that we can do to! AND MAYBE WHEN I HAVE THE TIME, WE CAN DO A ROADTRIP! THERE'S A LOT OF COOL STUFF HERE IN THE UNITED STATES! sa;ljfdjfkdlsjksjdkfj;sdkfds, I feel like a kid in a theme park! BUT YOU MUST TELL ME. And I can visit you during the holidays (if that's okay with your parents) lol. skdjflksdjfjsdlskd, SO COOL! I'm so stoked even though nothing happened yet! LOL!

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Anyways, I just got back from PT. FREAKIN' SUCKS TODAY. I woke up at 7am and I found out that it's raining like crazy and the wind is just an abomination. So I texted Ssgt. Fears and asked if we still had PT. And she said, "Yes." Like, not even a 'yes' with a smiley. It's a straight up, in your face, with a period, 'yes'. So I go to the office and I find out that it's her replacement. Some girl who got back from her training and Tech School and is now doing her RAP (recruiters assistant program) duty. Sigh.

However, I woke up at 7:20am and I was out of the house, in the car and on my way at 7:30am. I didn't eat anything and I just drank two gulps of water. And then we did our push ups, sit ups and warm ups outside while it was drizzling (it slowed down by the time I reached the office) and then we had to run a mile and a half, but this time, we were timed! And since I wasn't feeling well because I had this stomach ache since yesterday, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to do well but I pressed on! I ran and my time was 18 minutes for a mile and a half. WHICH IS BALLS. I usually can make it in time for the run~ I think I'm starting to become a softy. Sigh, sigh. I need to work on that. I am happy that I can meet the core-strength requirements. It's my running time because I don't want to be recycled in BMT! The last thing you want is to be recycled (pushed back) and stay in basic even longer...

After we were done, we left. And I saw "Chase"...

OH, OH! WHEN WE WERE RUNNING, he was basically on his way back when I wasn't even done with the whole thing, and he said to me, "Are you okay? (smile) You doing alright? (smile)" STOP SHOWING ME YOUR GORGEOUS TEETH, GAWD DANG IT! But I was like, "YEAH, (giggle) I'M FINE! (smile)" (hnnnnng~~~) I bet I looked all awkward. -_- lol.

So when we were done, we were all went to our cars and left. When I was in the car, I felt dizzy and nauseous. I felt like I was going to throw up in the car but I didn't. (thank goodness) but I got home, went to the bathroom, felt better and I checked online that my dizziness and nausea after running/PT is usually because I didn't eat a pre-snack work out and enough water so my body was lacking oxygen. POO. So I ate a snack after and then I'm going to have a PB&J sandwich after I make this blog.

And at 3pm, I have a movie "date" with Elder Preator and Elder Kirk. Mmmm~ Apparently, we're going to watch a Mormon film. Um, I think it's about Joseph Smith. And I have a surprise for them! I'm going to bring some frosted animal cookies and chocolate milk for them. Teehee. Is my affection for the Elders a little too obvious? LOL.

Today can't get any better than a day filled with good-looking men in PT uniforms and suits.

I love today,
Otter

LifeStream Blood Donation

Thanks to Bishop Davis (who's also the Vice Principal) for inviting me to North High School to give some blood to save lives. Since I love doing these types of things, I decided to go ahead and do it! And guess what? I met a very cute Asian "donation specialist". :)

Even though everyone at the high school is obviously still in their teens, it was weird to be in the crowd. However, Shota (the Japanese visitor that's staying with the Davis') and I were there so it wasn't as awkward because we're both in our 20's.

It was my turn to go and donate some blood but apparently, four of the specialist couldn't find my vein so they were wondering if I ate enough, drank enough or have enough sugar in my blood but of course, this isn't my first time donating blood so I already know what to do. But they still couldn't find my vein. :( but the good turn up about it was that the cute Asian, Andrew Taroreh (yes, I remembered his name), spent a lot of time on me. Touching my arm here and there, making small talk and making sure I wasn't hurt or feeling any discomfort. The bad thing about it is that I was constantly poked because no one could find my little veins that were hidden deep in my skin. Haha. Oh well. However, I don't know why they struggled so much when the people at MEPS did a much better job in finding my vein and drawing out blood. Hmm.

But thankfully, I did my part in saving someone's life.

Oh, and today seems to be the day where I'm constantly reminded of Blue Fox. And the big reason was because of the whole blood drive event... Because one of my plans was that we would donate blood together as a couple since we both like saving lives... I wanted us to go and donate our blood as a couple. Sigh.

A Good Samaritan,
Otter

Sometimes, I Envy... Men.

You might be wondering, "Envy MEN? WHYYYYYYY?!?!?!" hooooold up! I don't envy most of the things that men have or do but there is one thing that I do envy in men and that's their eyelashes.

Now, why eyelashes? Because most of the guys that I've been seeing lately (seeing, in this context means spying) have really long, thick and nice lashes. Now, as a female, I want eyelashes too. Mine are short and they aren't really thick and since I don't have a crease on my eyes, the more you won't really notice them.

When I was driving down back to Seattle from Marysville, I was on a freeway passing by Lynwood... And there I saw, a cute guy driving a navy blue Suzuki X-Trail and as his car was right next to mine... I couldn't help but notice how long his lashes are for a male. I guess he noticed that I was staring at him so hard that he looked to his left and into my car. I was so shocked and forgot that I was looking at him for a long time... I turned my head away as quick as I could.

I didn't get to see his face.

But his eyelashes... I will never forget.

Jealous,
Otter