POSITIVITY is the name of the game.

Last night Este sent me an article from the New York Times about romance in our generation. It was titled, ALONE TOGETHER; The Unromantic Generation--real interesting read, I suggest you look it up. So anyways, he sent it to me last night and told me he'd call me up to discuss it in the eves. Moreonthislater.

So I read the article and it's got me thinking about how I've sort of been holding myself back on relationships because I'm not properly equipped to handle them. I dwell on the negatives of relationships--how they could go wrong, and I totally overlook how great they are when they're right! DON'TGETITTWISTED, I'm still LazySeize, opportunity must knock, but I'm ready to open the door when it does, or maybe I'll start knocking on a couple of doors, and see who wants to greet me hello.

SO THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT: Positivity.
Having a positive outlook not only creates opportunities, but promotes wellbeing. I want to try and bring positivity to as many people as possible--because who doesn't want to smile, or be cheered up?

SO BAM! Check this out.
I have this idea for an outing. It involves many friends, Union Square, Hershey's Kisses, and lots of smiles. Details when it happens.

AND ANOTHER ONE, except this one involves blow up smiley-face balls. (MIGHTYSP knows what I'm talking about, DAMN!)

More will follow, but I just want the time I spend with my friends to be really fun, something worth telling a story about--because you live, you experience, and then you die, and if you're lucky, someone remembers it.

SOTODAY. I couldn't sleep because of that article Este sent me, so I didn't actually get to sleep until like 5AM or something... At least I think I went to sleep, I have no idea. Licky Licky woke me up at 7:45, and Zoe calls me from upstairs telling me to get the eff up. (with less swearing, of course.) So I'm up, take a look at the mane, take a look out my window--and it's BRIGHT AND SHINY, brilliant. Throw a shirt on and some other clothes and Hop on BART. (Aoki this time, old, but I can't put new stuff on my phone right now, gofigure.) So I'm bouncing my way to school, when someone pats me on the head! I turn around to look and it was this woman who I had chatted with last semester in my geology class. She was super psyched to see me, even though I barely went to that class, so we chatted and walked before we both had to say goodbye and head to our respective buildings. I had a test in psychology, which went pretty well in my opinion, and afterwards a buddy from class, Alex, and I decided that it was too nice of a day to be spent cooped up, so we adventured to a coffee shop about five blocks down on Ocean and I grabbed myself a black bottom cupcake--HELLAGOODBTW. I had history next so I said goodbye to alex and walked back to campus. Drew a bunch of pictures in history, and headed to sociology--I missed the door, and ended up in the wrong classroom. I was confused for a split-second--I COULDN'T RECOGNIZE ANYONE, but then I realized what I had done, exclaimed, "I'm in the wrong class!" and headed out the door, and opened the door to my proper classroom. Someone saw me and chuckled, and I just said I missed the door, hahahah. SOCIOLOGYKILLEDME. My teacher has the most gutwrenching voice ever--you want to gouge your eyes out so you can use them as earplugs. So I text SP, Duncan, and MellyC while half-listening to him speak about socialization. SP dropped some MORE knowledge on me, hopefully you can read the the 'texty'ness of it:

"(On B-boying) Same here. I no longer have the desire to be some champion. Want to just enjoy it. In all honesty I really like doing the few moves I know. Of course I want to learn more. But I'm not on a deadline."

So anyways, It was much too nice to be cooped up in a classroom for three hours watching a movie, so I bailed halfway through and headed home. (Seeing Sounds on blast.) Get home, beat SF4 with a couple more characters, and then Zoe gets home, so we go to Top Dog for some lunch. Grab some lunch, play more SF4, text MellyC back and forth, and then take Zoe to ballet. Este finally calls me up around 10 or so and we chat about the article. (GOODTALK, I couldn't try to rewrite it even if I tried, but it was a good talk.) After I hang up the phone, I decided to write a blog...

So this is the name of the game, POSITIVITY, and I hope everyone makes sure that I keep this mentality in mind, 'cuz I know I may forget sometimes. Today was an awesome day, I love the sun--it's like I'm superman, or something.