Can't we all just get a longboard....

Super great surf session at castles today. Im super stoked on it. And on the last wave of the day as I was dropping down the face and the water was so clear and I could see a turtle. He dove under and I rode the rest of it. Seriously awe-some. I'll still be so happy about it a week from now. Surfing is my favorite thing probably. I wake up and want to go. I sit in class and wait to go. I rush into work a minute before I'm late because I couldn't stop. I think about surfing A LOT. I designed a longboard in my dream. It was so cute. I want someone to shape it for me. I wanna surf like this...

It's Gonna Be Ok

This is the week before midterms and It has totally solidified a lesson for me. Life gets so overwhelming. Things have due dates, people rely on you, and sometimes things don't go according to plan, sometimes even despite adequate planning or good intentions youre in a rainstorm.

But These Times are the test of a

True Optimist

Its easy to be happy when life is great. But when the rain pours, you really do have to CHOOSE to be happy. Make the choice to say "it's all going to be ok- I can handle this-life is still rad".

Choose to worry and stress less.

and guess what?

Life is so much happier when you do!

Cockadoodle-POO!!

I love Hawaii

I love so many things about it.

If I were to make a pro and con list the list would be ridiculously disproportionate

(Ten Million Pros Vs. A handful of cons)

Cons like huge cockroaches everywhere or stores/businesses arbitrarily being closed when you go there because its "aloha friday" and that means people don't want to work [shocker].These are things that I have been absolutely amenable to dealing with and just accepting and often loving because that is island life. I dont get mad when my chips go all soggy after being open for 10 minutes because of the humidity, I find the silver lining which is that you know now i wont accidentally hurt my mouth on a jagged chip corner.

BUT THERE IS ONE THING I AM STRUGGLING TO ACCEPT.

Roosters.

and all their stupid cockadoodle-dooing

it's ridiculous.

It's been 17 months of living here and I still hate the Roosters.

Maybe one day when Im an old lady in some weird nostalgic way I'll miss that shrill raucous sound. But for right now I really do hate it.

THEY are the reason I am up at 2:35 am BLOGGING!!

THEY start with that unrelenting noise before its even close to dawn.

Honestly I think the biological clock is all wacked out with these hawaiian chickens. Because they start right out side my window at about 2:00 am and just keep at it all night.

I HATE Roosters.

This really is the ramblings of a bitter bear. I really should focus on the fact that at this moment In between each rooster-schreech I can hear the palm trees and the ocean. I am so lucky and so blessed.

But seriously I'm like one more night away from getting a paintball gun and doing work on these chickens. I'm just saying....

Now I am going to put in some headphones and head back to dreamland

xoxo

Lyss