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When you go to an airport, you see all kinds of people leaving, they have their bags and they look scared of the flight, uneasy about it. Some of them are scared of flying and think the plane is about to go down. Some of them aren’t worried at all because it’s all routine to them now. And then you have the people who are upset because they’re leaving someone behind. On the other side of the airport you have the people coming home, you have men and women, standing on one side of a rope that have been there for hours just waiting for this flight to get in. They dressed in their best clothes, they put on the body scents and they buy flowers and balloons, lovers, families, friends, they all wait for their person to get off the plane and through security. I was one of them this time, I stood there, taping my foot, pacing, running into the bathroom to check myself. She was coming home, to a home that isn’t hers but lately she’s called it home. I joked on the phone with her while she was gone, ‘I hope you come home soon, home being wherever I am.’ She didn’t say no. I stared at the board of departures and arrivals, waiting for that moment that her flight popped up on the board. Each minute clicked by slowly until it finally showed and I joined up with the other people waiting for their loved ones, the other people worried and unable to stand still. They looked over the top of each others heads in search for the person they had been waiting hours for. She had on this hoodie that looked too familiar to me, it looked like something I owned and had been missing, using the facts I just stated I figured out she was in fact the person who stole it from me. She didn’t see me at first, everyone is disoriented at first when they come off a plane but I gave her some time. Time to adjust the bag on the bag on her shoulder, time to get herself in order, I knew she would see me when she needed to so I just stood there watching the people as they moved around, names were yelled and people were pushed aside. Airports are insane. You know how when some people smile their whole face just lights up, you could say that about all smiles but you’d be lying because only certain people have this smile. Their whole face lights up and you feel better because you can’t help but smile back at them. She saw me, me standing there like one of those people who wait in airports for their significant others. From there it was a blur; I don’t remember how long it took for her body to get mine. I do remember that when she reached me it was legs around my waist and kisses on my face. Her bag was just a pile near my feet, I remember because I was trying to loop my foot through the strap so someone didn’t steal it. As we exchanged words and kisses it felt good, it felt fucking amazing.
Two days, two days is the amount of time she had been gone and two days felt like two weeks. Of course we were on our cell phones every waking minute, talking, and texting. We were calling each other in the morning, calling each other before bed. What would be a two minute conversation, for us, becomes hours. I can only wait for our phone bills to come in. She went back to London for Will’s birthday and to water her plants, I kept myself pretty busy though. While she hit up the city of London, I hit up Sundance. I’ve heard the terms the Prince of Sundance come up with the mention of my name around there. I hit up all the free spots, had two movies premiere, and ass kissed my way around town. The Ten actually got some pretty good reviews, Smiley Face…not so much. Honestly, no one has said a damn thing about Smiley Face and I don’t blame them, I only did it because I got to play a drug dealer and wear a dreadlock wig and fake tattoo’s it was probably the best role of my entire film career, too bad the movie is actually really awful. Oh well, you can not win them all. I tried to snowboard once and failed at it so I spent the rest of the time just taking free shit from every place that offered it to me. People don’t really understand how frustrating it is to walk down the street and have follow you with a camera right in your face. It’s annoying, a lot of people bitch about it and a lot of the counter is always well this is the price you pay for what you do. Bullshit, we didn’t sign up for this. We signed up to make movies, we signed up to act and some to sing. We didn’t ask for someone to follow us around when we’re trying to buy condoms at rite aid. So whatever if someone wants to bitch and call me a diva because I refused to take pictures with some people. Give it a fucking break man, your life isn’t thrown out to the media everytime you leave the house.
Hopefully that will all die down a little once the OC wraps up completely. We’re finishing up our last week and it is a little heartbreaking to say the least. It’s kind of like high school, four years to each. I really didn’t think I was going to think of it was a big deal. When we started this show we really had no idea what we were getting ourselves in to. You always hope for everything to be successful but for the four of us, I say four because honestly Mischa you will always be a part of the cast even if you’re not there for the last reason, to come from no where and suddenly be known all over the place it was pretty heavy. I’m happy it’s over but in the same way it’s like a part of me is peacing out. I owe so much to everyone that has had anything to do with the show, it’s a huge piece of me that just will never be beaten or taken away. I HAVE TRIBUTE VIDEOS RIGHT NOW. They are insanely stupid and ridiculous but they’re all in good fun, so here they are. Bilson, I’m sorry that yours is extremely long but honestly, after all we’ve been through I think it’s alright to have it. There are three episodes left, if you're having a tough time when the end comes of greys or The OC, pick The OC, greys has a lot of seasons left and we're pretty much done.
hahaha vitamin C, we miss you
forgive the song
Two days, two days is the amount of time she had been gone and two days felt like two weeks. Of course we were on our cell phones every waking minute, talking, and texting. We were calling each other in the morning, calling each other before bed. What would be a two minute conversation, for us, becomes hours. I can only wait for our phone bills to come in. She went back to London for Will’s birthday and to water her plants, I kept myself pretty busy though. While she hit up the city of London, I hit up Sundance. I’ve heard the terms the Prince of Sundance come up with the mention of my name around there. I hit up all the free spots, had two movies premiere, and ass kissed my way around town. The Ten actually got some pretty good reviews, Smiley Face…not so much. Honestly, no one has said a damn thing about Smiley Face and I don’t blame them, I only did it because I got to play a drug dealer and wear a dreadlock wig and fake tattoo’s it was probably the best role of my entire film career, too bad the movie is actually really awful. Oh well, you can not win them all. I tried to snowboard once and failed at it so I spent the rest of the time just taking free shit from every place that offered it to me. People don’t really understand how frustrating it is to walk down the street and have follow you with a camera right in your face. It’s annoying, a lot of people bitch about it and a lot of the counter is always well this is the price you pay for what you do. Bullshit, we didn’t sign up for this. We signed up to make movies, we signed up to act and some to sing. We didn’t ask for someone to follow us around when we’re trying to buy condoms at rite aid. So whatever if someone wants to bitch and call me a diva because I refused to take pictures with some people. Give it a fucking break man, your life isn’t thrown out to the media everytime you leave the house.
Hopefully that will all die down a little once the OC wraps up completely. We’re finishing up our last week and it is a little heartbreaking to say the least. It’s kind of like high school, four years to each. I really didn’t think I was going to think of it was a big deal. When we started this show we really had no idea what we were getting ourselves in to. You always hope for everything to be successful but for the four of us, I say four because honestly Mischa you will always be a part of the cast even if you’re not there for the last reason, to come from no where and suddenly be known all over the place it was pretty heavy. I’m happy it’s over but in the same way it’s like a part of me is peacing out. I owe so much to everyone that has had anything to do with the show, it’s a huge piece of me that just will never be beaten or taken away. I HAVE TRIBUTE VIDEOS RIGHT NOW. They are insanely stupid and ridiculous but they’re all in good fun, so here they are. Bilson, I’m sorry that yours is extremely long but honestly, after all we’ve been through I think it’s alright to have it. There are three episodes left, if you're having a tough time when the end comes of greys or The OC, pick The OC, greys has a lot of seasons left and we're pretty much done.
hahaha vitamin C, we miss you
forgive the song