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i document everything.which is stupid.whatever.
monday,the 16th:
so i leave my humble house at around 4:30.i decided it would be cool to eat 4 eggos.leggo my eggo.so we drive to JFK and I was all weird and i couldn't stop making dumb faces. but my hair looked real good,so i figured it made up for my face.my dad and barbara buy me a donut and then leave me at this tiki lounge looking place outside my gate.so at 7:00,i finally go in and i'm all shakey because i had never flew,flown,whatever by myself before.so i board the plane and i go to the 20th row.i find myself sitting next to a jerry garcia look alike and a dead ringer for my 2nd grade librarian,mrs.simon. i go to the window and watch some direct tv and sleep and color pictures and write words,but really i was very limited considering mr.garcia was reading whatever i wrote over my shoulder.i landed in long beach at 10 ish maybe and we went to hermosa beach and amanda and i looked at all the hip daddies and ate some food.we also went shopping at the wonderful salvation army there.it was too cool.and i bought too much.for only seven dollars! then we went back to the hotel.we were chillin at the holiday inn.(ps:i managed to say that everytime we entered the parking lot of the hotel.i should be rewarded and awarded).that night,we went to Venice Beach.And we saw street performers,druggies,homeless people, and bob marley wannabes.there was a crazy reggae party,but we had to leave because it was a "seedy" area to be in at night. but before we left we managed to get lost for 9734689745684 hours.that happened a lot.
tuesday the 17th:
we went on one of those celebrity home tours.so lucy and ethel,so S Club 7.but so cool.we saw these homes:
.tom cruise
.leonardo dicaprio ( i sware i saw him through the window.)
.nicholas cage
.madonna
.elizabeth taylor
.aaron spelling
.the osbournes
.justin timberlake
.tom hanks
.mike tyson
.muhammed ali
and some more.also also! i was the only person on the damn bus who recognized the house from fresh prince of bel-air.thats right.watching UPN does me good.then we went to rodeo drive and mann's chinese theater with the hand and foot prints.i have the same sized feet as frank sinatra.
wednesday,the 18th:
we went back to venice and got free tv taping tickets from a bum.for the wayne brady show.she we drove 2 hours and finally got there where we were greated by mr.emo,hornrimmed glasses and all.we went through security where you have to sign a waver for them to use your face and such.so we got in,finally,out of the rain and we were caputured as images on film forever.and chrissy boshnack saw the episode.it was with kathy najimy,from hocus pocus and the fat nun from sister act.and rat race.right.
thursday,the 19th:
malibu:yes.
santa barbara:yes
state street:yes
cool clothes:yes
lots of money spent:yes
hot boys:yes
hot boys for me:no...
friday,the 20th:
we went to the WB.its too much to tell.i'll tell you tommorow.just ask me.
saturday,the 21st:
venice beach,again.got lost,again.rained,again.and the getty museum.
sunday,the 22nd:
somehow i messed up.i cant remember what was done this day.
and then home we flew.and i made the coolest drawing on the way home.a picture later,and many more pictures are too be expected.i drew it on a barf bag,but no one should ever barf in it because the ink would run and it would be yucky.anyways,who barfs anymore.that was so 1998.