loving every minute of it
and finally i come bearing details of
it all started sometime in february, i think. paco and i had been planning to take a trip across Europe summer 2006, but things were proving not to go as planned. so he and i discussed it and came to the conclusion that a smaller vacation would be in order, that way everyone could go and it would be our last big posse thing before we move away. so san francisco a great option, considering how much we ourselves love the city, and how awesome in general it is. so plans went into order for all of the peoples to travel to san francisco. but when it came down to it, only 6 people went, not including paco who was already there for summer school. but i was determined not to let that ruin my good time. i didn't care what kinda dramam there was about to be, i was gonna have fun.
so let's move on to sunday, august 7th, 2006. i'm excited out of my mind to finally be taking a vacation without the rest of my family, as is camille. we're being hyper and sleep deprived togetehr via aim. krystelle texted me and told me to come to the park and join everyone for kyler's [my godson] birthday party. goodness gracious i can't believe he's one already. so cuuute! i hadn't seen jenna in a long time so we were ultra happy to see each other, and it was pretty fun but krystelle and i were tired as fuck. later, after i went home, camille came over and we were hyper together. she showed me the rainbow scarf she'd knitted in ONE NIGHT [freakin psycho]. and i told her about the episode of CSI when homedude and this chick were on PCP and they ate this other chick. it was crazy. i was hyperer, though. krystelle came over and they messed with nique's head via aim as i shaved my legs then did the dishes. they played with clay and krystelle finished her bag, good times. we were all too excited to sleep, although we did make an attempt at about 2 am. it was dark [but for the glow of the computer light], and quiet [but for the music on iTunes, the volume was low]. we laid down, got comfortable, and laid there for about 15 minutes. then i started knitting. camille laughed and i said i was hungry so we went into the kitchen with the intention of cooking burgers [boca for me, beef for her]. but instead we had cereal and then "Milk and Cereal" by G. Love and the Special Sauce came on my mufasa [my iPod], so i had to start dancing. then "snap ya fingas" by lil jon and e-40 came on so i was forced to put on my prom shoes and dance to it. mind you, it's 3 am and we're in my kitchen trying not to wake up my mom and sister with histerical laughter. t'was funny.
after a while we went back to my room and started getting ready. krystelle stole one of my rainbow toe socks, and i wore the other one. brandon showed up at about 4 am, when we were pretty much ready. my mom was up and dressed and suddenly we were out the door, on our way to the airport, hooray. louis got there shortly after we did, and we went through security and all. juan missed the flight, and was put on standby for the next one. the flight was ok, and that's when louis and krystelle decided they were gonna like each other. off the plane, boring public transportation stuff, and we wentta our hostel. that's when they decided to tell us that check-in was at 3pm. it was 9 am. we were tired, hungry, and just wanted you know, a little nap. they checked our luggage and we wandered back up the street in search of a Subway [krystelle is so addicted]. on the walk this older dude [had to be 40-50 ish] with a a cool straw hat wiht a little flower in it and this blue shirt was saying he liked our style [being that i was wearing one rainbow sock and one black sock, and krystelle was wearing the same] and then he just started going on about how he loved trendsetters and how he worked "at the... where do i work? i love that place... the salvation army!" he was so funny and eccentric, i loved him. he laced his arm through mine and we talked about platform shoes with the goldfish in the heels, and how chicks show off too much nowadays. it was great, me krys and louis loved the guy. brandon and camille were totally creeped out by him. it was hilarious. i asked him where the nearest subway was [when he was done greeting the sidewalk dude like they were old friends], and he was telling us where the muni station was, and asked where i was from, calling it the subway. we laughed and told him we meant the sandwich restaurant and he was like "oooh! right on this street right here, either this way or that way. it's not too far" he pointed left and right at the same time and we just laughed and split paths. soon enough we found the subway and when we were eating the dude came in and laughed liek "i knew it was around here somewhere! you guys take care" and then he wandered off. that was so much of a better welcome to san francisco than the people at the hostel, but then again, i doubt we could have been greeted better than that. louis and krystelle were jokign around, i was disturbed by the giant pictures of sausage on the walls, louis was amused by the giant cucumber with a tomato on either side in one of the pics. then we walked aroudn this little square thing wher epeople were selling jewelry and pottery and all this other cool stuff, i bought a ring and so did camille. after that we were just standing around and no one could think of what to do, because our brains were still half dead from no sleeps. so we stood around eating ice, and i think we broke into a game of duck, duck, goose for a couple seconds.. o.O we looked at my many maps and contemplated things, then louis suggested we sit in the hostel lobby where we could ya know... sit. and be warmer. all concurred and we ended up sleeping in the lobby like bums. their fault for making check-in at 3. after a while juan called and said he had arrived at the oakland airport so i had to try to recall [with my sleep-dead mind] what we had done earlier to get to the hostel. when he finally got to the right train station, we met him halfway and sat around a bit longer until finally 3 pm came around. but then we had to wait another 15 minutes, lol. finally we checked in and went upstairs and lounged around a while. on each bed there was a pillow, a blanket, a sheet, a bar of soap, and a towel. eveyrone was liek "i don't want this cheap ass hostel soap" so we all threw them on the floor in the middle of the room. and brandon decided to throught them up at me [since i was in the bunk above him], and i threw one back, but when i went to throw the second one, he leaned forward and i accidentally hit him in the face with it. everyone died of laughter and i was all "i'm so sorry!" in between fits of giggles. we sat around and chilled until paco finally called and we got to tackle him in the lobby. it was great. we walked to Union Square [sans louis, who was knocked the fuck out in his bed], which was awesome. there was giant borders! and giant disney store. it was cool, and we got ice cream like dumbasses lol. when it was starting getting dark we went back to the hostel to join louis in dreamland. camille took her bag and left to stay with paco in his place, and juan and brandon went to get something to eat. we all came to the consensus that no one was to take a shit in the bathroom attached to the room we were in, when there was a bathroom downstairs that anyone could use wihtout disturbing other people. i slept for a short while but everyone was pretty much too hyped to sleep. at some point, louis took a shower and came out into the room in just a towel, with water droplets coursing down his [thin, slightly built, sexy as fuck, hard, whatever other adjectives fit here] upper body and i almost died. even brandon was distracted [not that i noticed, i was far too busy trying not to squeal or say something stupid], and i just wanted to [lick, bite, kiss] punch him for being such a conceited, nonchalant [sexy as fuck] little tease but i didn't say anything. i actually forced myself to look away, not that he'd noticed because i was buried under my covers. and when i looked away, i saw brandon looking at me in the mirror and gesturing wildly to louis. brandon was the first to fall asleep however, despite all his talk that he wouldn't. juan suggested we do something to him, like put shaving cream in his hand and tickle his face, or put his hand in warm water, or shave a bald spot in the back of his head. evil ass juan. he spent a good three minutes trying to push the idea too, and i had to stop that from happening because that's just mean. they continued trying to think of something and i washed my hands of the situation. eventually though krystelle just covered him in shaving cream and he woke up mad as hell. krystelle and louis [evil evil evil i should have never introduced them] were laughing themselves into comas, and juan pretended to be asleep! evil ass.when he started asking questions and they blamed juan, brandon was liek "juan's asleep!" and i had to ge tin on it like "no! juan wanted to shave a bald spot in the back of your head. don't even fall for that innocent bullshit." so yea no one slept after that lol. after a while i was sitting on krystelle's bed with juan and brandon, louis was in his bed and krystelle was looking out the window. brandon was talking about random bursts of affection that often happen around us, i glomped him, and louis was watching me. so i looked at him and he gestured for me to lie down with him and i slowly got up and sat next to him, awkwardly putting my arms around him. then we heard yelling out the window. we turned off the lights and opened the drapes, leaning out to see a pimp and his hoe gettign in a fight! it was absolutely terrible. He was screaming and demanding to know where his phoen was, but she didn';t know wher eit was, and his friend int he wheelchair was liek "oh why don't you have his phone" so the pimp pushed the hoe and she pushed him back then he started hitting her and she fell and he started kicking her in the stomache. i was like O.O!! and then he walked away liek "you'd betta have my muthafuckin phone" and he friend was rollling behind him like "yea!" then the barefooted hoe picked up her bags and started chasing after him like "imma cut you! imma cut you!" then the pimp turned around and swung once and she hit the ground. he knocked her ass out; it was sooo terrible. they left and some bum came and stole shit from her purse. then some complete stranger walked up like "one, two, three, IT'S OVER!" and kept walking. i was in shock, i couldn't even say anything. no one in the room said anything until the bum came back to see if she was ok. it was crazy as hell. the next morning juan took a pic of the sidewalk where she fell {points to icon} every sidewalk has its story.
[just so you know, not all of san francisco is like this; we just happened to be staying in crack central, as we lovingly dubbed it.]
we continued to look out the window [hey we had no tv], people watching at 2 am is fun! [especially with louis's arm around me] we were watching hookers strut their stuff and get picked up, we were watching users smoke crack. also, this hooker flashed a dude for a hit of crack. and later we actually watched a hooker turn a trick in a shadowy crevice for a hit of crack. it was hilarious. we knew she was up to something the way she was looking around before she went into the shadows, then the dude went in there with her and they took a hit. then she took off her pants, pulled down her panties and they went at it. and we had the perfect birdseye view of the whole thing from across the street. it was so great, louis was shaking with excitement. we were all dead silent. after a while you could actually hear the slapping of skin. oh god it was so gross but so entertaining. after they finished, she pulled up her panties, gave him some napkins to clean up with, put on her pants, and they left. the napkins were there for the rest of the day. lol as the dude was walking away, krys and i started laughing all superloud out the window, and he started looking around all paranoid. it was hilarious. oh yea dn krystelle spit on this one bum who was yelling and preaching at everyone. it was so entertaining! this was what we had dubbed, crack tv, and was so much better than regular tv. things started to die down after that so we closed the windows and drapes and everyone went their beds and i wasn't sure whether i should go to my own or not and louis gestured for me to stay with him so i did. lol i have no idea how i managed not to *giggletwitchdie* on the spot, but yea. the bed was small as fuck but it was somehow comfy with the two of us. it didn't take me long to fall asleep, despite my amazement that i was actually laying next to [well technichally spooned up behind but the principle's the same] louis. the very same louis that has been torturing/fascinating/making me fall in love with him for the past 8 months. i slept quite well that night.
tuesday, august 8, 2006 started with the loud sounds of Fort Minor's "remember the name" blaring from a gray razr phone on the floor. it was camille. it was 8 am. i couldn't comprehend anything she was saying. she couldn't decipher any of my mumbles. it's funny in retrospect but at the time all i could think was SLEEEEP. after telling her i would call her later, i crawled [well, climbed] into my own bed [louis was all stretched out over his and i didn't want to disturb him] and fell asleep for 2 hours. lol it's this tiny ass bed and all my stuff was on it [a bag of popcorn, a towel, a blanket, my backpack, the scarf i was making for paco, my phone, my iPod, my purse and the spoons and change that had fallen out of it (do not question the contents of my purse), and two balls of yarn]. at about 10:30 am, krystelle said, "hey tracie" which somehow woke me? i mumbled something back and she said "you wanna go get breakfast" and suddenly everyone in the room was coming back from the dead. i pretty much hopped out of bed, louis practically rolled onto the floor, and juan and brandon were up as well. lol hungry ass mofos. we all got into the elevator [even though it said 4 at a time], and it stopped between the 4th and 3rd floors, how fabulous. they sent someone to make it go, then told us not to overload it again. for pretty much the rest of the time we took the stairs lol. we went and had our complimentary bagels [or toast], complimentary half glasses of orange juice, and 50 cent orange, then went back upstairs to get ready. then off to paco's place we went. it was sooo much cooler on that side of the city, which was awesome cuz i didn't have to take off my sexy sexy jacket. :D we kicked it in his room a while, being very disappointed in what we found in his iTunes [a bunch of faith hill, lmao], checking our myspaces on his computer [lmao, what loser addicts], and dancing to lots of technoes [which were on mufasa]. when paco got out of class, me and louis did a pg-13 reenactment of the cracked out shadowy crevice sex we'd seen the night before. paco showed us the basket of sex stuff [lube, dental dams, condoms, etc.] they'd given him when he got to college, lmao. it was hilarious. krystelle handed me the condom and looked at louis, who shrugged and i think said he had some [i don't remember]. i took the dental dams and told paco "you don't need these." then shoved them down my shirt. yea we had fun. then we wentta the castro [the gayest place in... well, the world]. there were rainbows EVERYWHERE, t'was so awesome. like, as soon as we got out of the muni station, BAM, huge rainbow flag dancing in the breeze. it was so the awesome. i mean, fabulous! I bought necklaces [one for john] and a vibrator and i wanted to buy some clothes at the "recycled clothing" store, but the ATMs were trying to kill meeh. We saw so much cool stuff, so many cool places, and such cool people. We ate at this burger place nearby [best fries i've ever had, that shit was good as fuck with the fuckin lemon juice and the garlic and the damn salt it was delicious] and they had good boca [vegan] burgers too. lol halfway through my fries i remembered advice my sister had given me long ago: "never have garlic if you're going to see a boy within the next 2 days." i laughed as i told louis that and he just shrugged, saying my breath was fine. He didn't even complain about my morning breath, lol. Tuesday night, crack tv was a disappointment, but we did ruin the deal for a hooker. she was about to get in some dude's car and we started cheering for her. i wa slike "way to go, ho!" and then the dude drove off without her lmao.
the morning of wednesday, august 9, 2006 may very well have been the best morning of my life. waking up in louis's arms is better than waking up and finding out you can still 3 more hours of sleep. waking up in louis's arms was better than waking up the day i met linkin park for the first time. it was better than waking up the morning of my first concert. i'm sure a lot of that comes from never waking up in anyone's arms, let alone someone i love, but i don't know. i can't identify it. waking up without him is so much more painful now that i know what it's actually like. anyway... i fell back asleep and had a dream that louis was mad at me for having molested him in his sleep. like throughout the dream he was ignoring me and krystelle was tryigng to get him to talk to me and he was yelling and i felt so bad. it was terrible. when i woke up i groped him a little just to spite the dream. :] we got subway and then wentta the farmer's market for some realleh realleh yum strawberries. back at the hostel, we were just chilling, mostly looking out the window. of course juan kept leaving the room to use his phone [man if i had a nickel for everytime he walked off for a phonecall throughout the trip, i would have hella bank right now]. Eventually we started talking about sex [GASP, lmao]. and krystelle asked me how many people in the room i would do. i said two [louis and krystelle], and i wanted to add juan but brandon woulda felt bad so i left both gay bois out of the scenario. not that there's anything wrong with brandon, i'm just not attracted to him in that way. krystelle said four, [herself, me, louis, and juan]. louis said one, and only if the stars aligned right or some shit like that. brandon said two [me and juan]. juan said no one, but i think he was lying. somehow the conversation turned to krys asking louis what he would say if i asked him to have sex wiht me right then. he responded with "i'd ask you guys to leave the room." and krys was like "i don't believe you. tracie, i say you put that to the test." I laughed, climbed over louis, grabbed my phone and left the room. i've already been rejected by louis once. i don't want that again, and i definitely didn't want it in the middle of my trip to depress the hell out of me, and i most certainly didn't need witnesses. i called billy from the stairs and we talked for a while about the trip and crack central, and how much of a stupid ho brad [his ex] is, and how confusing louis is [billy said to just go with the flow, but try not to get my hopes up and just keep getting disappointed] and how he has to wear his cast for two more months. then louis came and sat next to me on the stairs and i told billy i had to go. louis asked if i was alright and i said yes. he put his arms around me and i kinda felt like telling him everything that was on my mind [i get that urge around him a lot] but instead i told him my foot was falling asleep.
[hm, there's more to the story that fits in here but due to its adult content, i will save it for a filtered entry. if you would liek to view said entry, all you have to do is ask. or command. or beg, whatever]
later we went and got camille then we went to pier 39, and only got a little lost on the way. :] we watched the sun set [so beautiful], bought some socks, had some ice cream, ate nachos, and bought billy something at the irish store. t'was fun. well, i had fun anyway. lol i almost forgot to mention the oreos! wednesday night we threw oreos out the window at hookers and passing cars. it was so hilarious. imagine this. a hooker is all dressed for the job, puts her bag on the ground and does her little "sell it" pose against the window of the hotel across the street. suddenly, an oreo crashes against the window 2 feet above her head. oh god it was so great, i think that was when louis decided he loved juan. that boy has hella aim. the only thing i hit was the bed of a truck. lmao the truck did hella circles so it ended up with like 5 oreos in the back. yea when brandon went to the store to get more cookies, there were people in front of the hostel liek "who are those assholes throwing oreos?" and brandon was like "gee, i dunno. *carries mysterious bag inside*" we went downstairs to offer them some oreos but they were gone, lmao. yea, that night was hilarious.
thursday morning I called Camille and she said she didn't want to go with us. so i told her i'd call her that evening and discuss plane/train things. the rest of us took the bart into berkeley and walked around a short while before krys brandon and juan got bored and went back into the city. so me and louis wandered around, buying stuff and talking a lot. and kissing every so often. ^_^ i bought a new jacket [oh god so sexy] from hot topic and some accessories up and down the street which were all very awesome. we had funa nd i loved the way every time we walked into a store and i got into a wandering trance he'd just follow me. eventually we went back to the hostel and found that everyone had gone to see "Another Gay Movie" at the Castro Theatre, i think. he and i laid down and i fell asleep while he was doign something on his phone. it was so peaceful and so right, just me and him, chilling. no parents, no interruptions. just right. he asked if i was hungry and we walked to japan center for some good eatin's. the vegetable temupra was much yum and even louis loved it. he nearly ate the piece of the mushroom i had spat out. the walk back the the hostel was pretty cold, he put his arms around me to keep me warm on the street corner. we stopped and climbed the steps to this church on a hill and looked over the city lights... it was so beautiful. standing in the cold san francisco night just looking. There's a piece of tracie still back there, in front of that church, warm in his arms and the happiest i've ever felt. back in the hostel room everyone was chillin, eating taco bell. krys bit into a bean and cheese burrito then spat it out the window. apparently "shit was nasty". she threw the rest of it out the window and the rest of the burritos were thrown at cars. we didn't hit any, although i was sooo close to getting it in this dude's open moonroof. shit woulda been so hilarious. oodles of fun. they threw eggs as well, it was great. i mean, it was terrible and hella immature, but it was funny as shit. Louis made fun of brandon for liek half an hour for buying baby carrots. krystelle almost hit a hooker with an egg. she yelled "QUIT BULLSHITTIN, MOTHERFUCKERS!!", it was funny as hell. i was hella weak. someone hit some dude's car, and after he turned the alarm off he was like, "son of a bitch, FUCK!" it was so great. i very nearly cried that night, knowing that i wasn't going to kick it wiht my friends liek this anytime soon, knowing that i wasn't goignt o sleep in louis's arms anymore [jesus christ, how many times have i said louis's arms in this entry???], knowing we'd have to go back to watching regular tv as opposed to crack tv, knowing i'd have to deal with my parents and their constant crap again. it sucked but i made the most of my night.
friday morning was tiring and stressful. we were late getting tot he airport, but our flight had been delayed anyway so we sat in the most uncomfortable chairs on the planet for a couple of hours [and hooray, my iPod died in the airport. it was a long morning. it was so cold sleeping wihtout louis, even though he was in the next seat, holding my hand. we waited forever on the airstrip at LAX [long enough to fall back asleep], then had to walk to the next terminal to get our luggage. finally we got our shit and as soon as that happened, louis kissed me goodbye and i kinda felt like crying. i blame it on lack of sleep.
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pics!
brandon sulking, most probably after i accidentally hit him wiht the soap.
brandon and krys in the muni station
brandon in subway
street sign in the castro
chillin in the hostel room
random homeless person.
dead pigeon we saw on the walk back from pier 39.
vogue in the lobby!
hotel that the hooker was standing in front of when the oreo attacked!
black hats and iPods
i think juan has a little crush on krystelle
i had to force him to be in this pic.
i like this one.
on teh muni
really i think he does.
two chicks holding hands in union square
the sidewalk where the hooker fell.
lol
everything is dark and everyone's going to sleep. juan says "hey krystelle!"
*flash*
lol it's a terrible pic. he's eating popcorn or something, and has my hair clips on his ears.
*grope*
very scary facial expression
strawberries in the farmer's market
lol i was so boyish that day.
♥
watching the pretty waters
subway camwhore lol
lost in embarcadero
in the park
on paco's bed
paco's school
right before we reenacted the cracked out shadowy crevice sex.
in the farmer's market
walking down the street.
all pics taken by one juan espinoza. ♥
it's still hard to sleep wihtout him
bed now! school tomorrow. >.>
it all started sometime in february, i think. paco and i had been planning to take a trip across Europe summer 2006, but things were proving not to go as planned. so he and i discussed it and came to the conclusion that a smaller vacation would be in order, that way everyone could go and it would be our last big posse thing before we move away. so san francisco a great option, considering how much we ourselves love the city, and how awesome in general it is. so plans went into order for all of the peoples to travel to san francisco. but when it came down to it, only 6 people went, not including paco who was already there for summer school. but i was determined not to let that ruin my good time. i didn't care what kinda dramam there was about to be, i was gonna have fun.
so let's move on to sunday, august 7th, 2006. i'm excited out of my mind to finally be taking a vacation without the rest of my family, as is camille. we're being hyper and sleep deprived togetehr via aim. krystelle texted me and told me to come to the park and join everyone for kyler's [my godson] birthday party. goodness gracious i can't believe he's one already. so cuuute! i hadn't seen jenna in a long time so we were ultra happy to see each other, and it was pretty fun but krystelle and i were tired as fuck. later, after i went home, camille came over and we were hyper together. she showed me the rainbow scarf she'd knitted in ONE NIGHT [freakin psycho]. and i told her about the episode of CSI when homedude and this chick were on PCP and they ate this other chick. it was crazy. i was hyperer, though. krystelle came over and they messed with nique's head via aim as i shaved my legs then did the dishes. they played with clay and krystelle finished her bag, good times. we were all too excited to sleep, although we did make an attempt at about 2 am. it was dark [but for the glow of the computer light], and quiet [but for the music on iTunes, the volume was low]. we laid down, got comfortable, and laid there for about 15 minutes. then i started knitting. camille laughed and i said i was hungry so we went into the kitchen with the intention of cooking burgers [boca for me, beef for her]. but instead we had cereal and then "Milk and Cereal" by G. Love and the Special Sauce came on my mufasa [my iPod], so i had to start dancing. then "snap ya fingas" by lil jon and e-40 came on so i was forced to put on my prom shoes and dance to it. mind you, it's 3 am and we're in my kitchen trying not to wake up my mom and sister with histerical laughter. t'was funny.
after a while we went back to my room and started getting ready. krystelle stole one of my rainbow toe socks, and i wore the other one. brandon showed up at about 4 am, when we were pretty much ready. my mom was up and dressed and suddenly we were out the door, on our way to the airport, hooray. louis got there shortly after we did, and we went through security and all. juan missed the flight, and was put on standby for the next one. the flight was ok, and that's when louis and krystelle decided they were gonna like each other. off the plane, boring public transportation stuff, and we wentta our hostel. that's when they decided to tell us that check-in was at 3pm. it was 9 am. we were tired, hungry, and just wanted you know, a little nap. they checked our luggage and we wandered back up the street in search of a Subway [krystelle is so addicted]. on the walk this older dude [had to be 40-50 ish] with a a cool straw hat wiht a little flower in it and this blue shirt was saying he liked our style [being that i was wearing one rainbow sock and one black sock, and krystelle was wearing the same] and then he just started going on about how he loved trendsetters and how he worked "at the... where do i work? i love that place... the salvation army!" he was so funny and eccentric, i loved him. he laced his arm through mine and we talked about platform shoes with the goldfish in the heels, and how chicks show off too much nowadays. it was great, me krys and louis loved the guy. brandon and camille were totally creeped out by him. it was hilarious. i asked him where the nearest subway was [when he was done greeting the sidewalk dude like they were old friends], and he was telling us where the muni station was, and asked where i was from, calling it the subway. we laughed and told him we meant the sandwich restaurant and he was like "oooh! right on this street right here, either this way or that way. it's not too far" he pointed left and right at the same time and we just laughed and split paths. soon enough we found the subway and when we were eating the dude came in and laughed liek "i knew it was around here somewhere! you guys take care" and then he wandered off. that was so much of a better welcome to san francisco than the people at the hostel, but then again, i doubt we could have been greeted better than that. louis and krystelle were jokign around, i was disturbed by the giant pictures of sausage on the walls, louis was amused by the giant cucumber with a tomato on either side in one of the pics. then we walked aroudn this little square thing wher epeople were selling jewelry and pottery and all this other cool stuff, i bought a ring and so did camille. after that we were just standing around and no one could think of what to do, because our brains were still half dead from no sleeps. so we stood around eating ice, and i think we broke into a game of duck, duck, goose for a couple seconds.. o.O we looked at my many maps and contemplated things, then louis suggested we sit in the hostel lobby where we could ya know... sit. and be warmer. all concurred and we ended up sleeping in the lobby like bums. their fault for making check-in at 3. after a while juan called and said he had arrived at the oakland airport so i had to try to recall [with my sleep-dead mind] what we had done earlier to get to the hostel. when he finally got to the right train station, we met him halfway and sat around a bit longer until finally 3 pm came around. but then we had to wait another 15 minutes, lol. finally we checked in and went upstairs and lounged around a while. on each bed there was a pillow, a blanket, a sheet, a bar of soap, and a towel. eveyrone was liek "i don't want this cheap ass hostel soap" so we all threw them on the floor in the middle of the room. and brandon decided to throught them up at me [since i was in the bunk above him], and i threw one back, but when i went to throw the second one, he leaned forward and i accidentally hit him in the face with it. everyone died of laughter and i was all "i'm so sorry!" in between fits of giggles. we sat around and chilled until paco finally called and we got to tackle him in the lobby. it was great. we walked to Union Square [sans louis, who was knocked the fuck out in his bed], which was awesome. there was giant borders! and giant disney store. it was cool, and we got ice cream like dumbasses lol. when it was starting getting dark we went back to the hostel to join louis in dreamland. camille took her bag and left to stay with paco in his place, and juan and brandon went to get something to eat. we all came to the consensus that no one was to take a shit in the bathroom attached to the room we were in, when there was a bathroom downstairs that anyone could use wihtout disturbing other people. i slept for a short while but everyone was pretty much too hyped to sleep. at some point, louis took a shower and came out into the room in just a towel, with water droplets coursing down his [thin, slightly built, sexy as fuck, hard, whatever other adjectives fit here] upper body and i almost died. even brandon was distracted [not that i noticed, i was far too busy trying not to squeal or say something stupid], and i just wanted to [lick, bite, kiss] punch him for being such a conceited, nonchalant [sexy as fuck] little tease but i didn't say anything. i actually forced myself to look away, not that he'd noticed because i was buried under my covers. and when i looked away, i saw brandon looking at me in the mirror and gesturing wildly to louis. brandon was the first to fall asleep however, despite all his talk that he wouldn't. juan suggested we do something to him, like put shaving cream in his hand and tickle his face, or put his hand in warm water, or shave a bald spot in the back of his head. evil ass juan. he spent a good three minutes trying to push the idea too, and i had to stop that from happening because that's just mean. they continued trying to think of something and i washed my hands of the situation. eventually though krystelle just covered him in shaving cream and he woke up mad as hell. krystelle and louis [evil evil evil i should have never introduced them] were laughing themselves into comas, and juan pretended to be asleep! evil ass.when he started asking questions and they blamed juan, brandon was liek "juan's asleep!" and i had to ge tin on it like "no! juan wanted to shave a bald spot in the back of your head. don't even fall for that innocent bullshit." so yea no one slept after that lol. after a while i was sitting on krystelle's bed with juan and brandon, louis was in his bed and krystelle was looking out the window. brandon was talking about random bursts of affection that often happen around us, i glomped him, and louis was watching me. so i looked at him and he gestured for me to lie down with him and i slowly got up and sat next to him, awkwardly putting my arms around him. then we heard yelling out the window. we turned off the lights and opened the drapes, leaning out to see a pimp and his hoe gettign in a fight! it was absolutely terrible. He was screaming and demanding to know where his phoen was, but she didn';t know wher eit was, and his friend int he wheelchair was liek "oh why don't you have his phone" so the pimp pushed the hoe and she pushed him back then he started hitting her and she fell and he started kicking her in the stomache. i was like O.O!! and then he walked away liek "you'd betta have my muthafuckin phone" and he friend was rollling behind him like "yea!" then the barefooted hoe picked up her bags and started chasing after him like "imma cut you! imma cut you!" then the pimp turned around and swung once and she hit the ground. he knocked her ass out; it was sooo terrible. they left and some bum came and stole shit from her purse. then some complete stranger walked up like "one, two, three, IT'S OVER!" and kept walking. i was in shock, i couldn't even say anything. no one in the room said anything until the bum came back to see if she was ok. it was crazy as hell. the next morning juan took a pic of the sidewalk where she fell {points to icon} every sidewalk has its story.
[just so you know, not all of san francisco is like this; we just happened to be staying in crack central, as we lovingly dubbed it.]
we continued to look out the window [hey we had no tv], people watching at 2 am is fun! [especially with louis's arm around me] we were watching hookers strut their stuff and get picked up, we were watching users smoke crack. also, this hooker flashed a dude for a hit of crack. and later we actually watched a hooker turn a trick in a shadowy crevice for a hit of crack. it was hilarious. we knew she was up to something the way she was looking around before she went into the shadows, then the dude went in there with her and they took a hit. then she took off her pants, pulled down her panties and they went at it. and we had the perfect birdseye view of the whole thing from across the street. it was so great, louis was shaking with excitement. we were all dead silent. after a while you could actually hear the slapping of skin. oh god it was so gross but so entertaining. after they finished, she pulled up her panties, gave him some napkins to clean up with, put on her pants, and they left. the napkins were there for the rest of the day. lol as the dude was walking away, krys and i started laughing all superloud out the window, and he started looking around all paranoid. it was hilarious. oh yea dn krystelle spit on this one bum who was yelling and preaching at everyone. it was so entertaining! this was what we had dubbed, crack tv, and was so much better than regular tv. things started to die down after that so we closed the windows and drapes and everyone went their beds and i wasn't sure whether i should go to my own or not and louis gestured for me to stay with him so i did. lol i have no idea how i managed not to *giggletwitchdie* on the spot, but yea. the bed was small as fuck but it was somehow comfy with the two of us. it didn't take me long to fall asleep, despite my amazement that i was actually laying next to [well technichally spooned up behind but the principle's the same] louis. the very same louis that has been torturing/fascinating/making me fall in love with him for the past 8 months. i slept quite well that night.
tuesday, august 8, 2006 started with the loud sounds of Fort Minor's "remember the name" blaring from a gray razr phone on the floor. it was camille. it was 8 am. i couldn't comprehend anything she was saying. she couldn't decipher any of my mumbles. it's funny in retrospect but at the time all i could think was SLEEEEP. after telling her i would call her later, i crawled [well, climbed] into my own bed [louis was all stretched out over his and i didn't want to disturb him] and fell asleep for 2 hours. lol it's this tiny ass bed and all my stuff was on it [a bag of popcorn, a towel, a blanket, my backpack, the scarf i was making for paco, my phone, my iPod, my purse and the spoons and change that had fallen out of it (do not question the contents of my purse), and two balls of yarn]. at about 10:30 am, krystelle said, "hey tracie" which somehow woke me? i mumbled something back and she said "you wanna go get breakfast" and suddenly everyone in the room was coming back from the dead. i pretty much hopped out of bed, louis practically rolled onto the floor, and juan and brandon were up as well. lol hungry ass mofos. we all got into the elevator [even though it said 4 at a time], and it stopped between the 4th and 3rd floors, how fabulous. they sent someone to make it go, then told us not to overload it again. for pretty much the rest of the time we took the stairs lol. we went and had our complimentary bagels [or toast], complimentary half glasses of orange juice, and 50 cent orange, then went back upstairs to get ready. then off to paco's place we went. it was sooo much cooler on that side of the city, which was awesome cuz i didn't have to take off my sexy sexy jacket. :D we kicked it in his room a while, being very disappointed in what we found in his iTunes [a bunch of faith hill, lmao], checking our myspaces on his computer [lmao, what loser addicts], and dancing to lots of technoes [which were on mufasa]. when paco got out of class, me and louis did a pg-13 reenactment of the cracked out shadowy crevice sex we'd seen the night before. paco showed us the basket of sex stuff [lube, dental dams, condoms, etc.] they'd given him when he got to college, lmao. it was hilarious. krystelle handed me the condom and looked at louis, who shrugged and i think said he had some [i don't remember]. i took the dental dams and told paco "you don't need these." then shoved them down my shirt. yea we had fun. then we wentta the castro [the gayest place in... well, the world]. there were rainbows EVERYWHERE, t'was so awesome. like, as soon as we got out of the muni station, BAM, huge rainbow flag dancing in the breeze. it was so the awesome. i mean, fabulous! I bought necklaces [one for john] and a vibrator and i wanted to buy some clothes at the "recycled clothing" store, but the ATMs were trying to kill meeh. We saw so much cool stuff, so many cool places, and such cool people. We ate at this burger place nearby [best fries i've ever had, that shit was good as fuck with the fuckin lemon juice and the garlic and the damn salt it was delicious] and they had good boca [vegan] burgers too. lol halfway through my fries i remembered advice my sister had given me long ago: "never have garlic if you're going to see a boy within the next 2 days." i laughed as i told louis that and he just shrugged, saying my breath was fine. He didn't even complain about my morning breath, lol. Tuesday night, crack tv was a disappointment, but we did ruin the deal for a hooker. she was about to get in some dude's car and we started cheering for her. i wa slike "way to go, ho!" and then the dude drove off without her lmao.
the morning of wednesday, august 9, 2006 may very well have been the best morning of my life. waking up in louis's arms is better than waking up and finding out you can still 3 more hours of sleep. waking up in louis's arms was better than waking up the day i met linkin park for the first time. it was better than waking up the morning of my first concert. i'm sure a lot of that comes from never waking up in anyone's arms, let alone someone i love, but i don't know. i can't identify it. waking up without him is so much more painful now that i know what it's actually like. anyway... i fell back asleep and had a dream that louis was mad at me for having molested him in his sleep. like throughout the dream he was ignoring me and krystelle was tryigng to get him to talk to me and he was yelling and i felt so bad. it was terrible. when i woke up i groped him a little just to spite the dream. :] we got subway and then wentta the farmer's market for some realleh realleh yum strawberries. back at the hostel, we were just chilling, mostly looking out the window. of course juan kept leaving the room to use his phone [man if i had a nickel for everytime he walked off for a phonecall throughout the trip, i would have hella bank right now]. Eventually we started talking about sex [GASP, lmao]. and krystelle asked me how many people in the room i would do. i said two [louis and krystelle], and i wanted to add juan but brandon woulda felt bad so i left both gay bois out of the scenario. not that there's anything wrong with brandon, i'm just not attracted to him in that way. krystelle said four, [herself, me, louis, and juan]. louis said one, and only if the stars aligned right or some shit like that. brandon said two [me and juan]. juan said no one, but i think he was lying. somehow the conversation turned to krys asking louis what he would say if i asked him to have sex wiht me right then. he responded with "i'd ask you guys to leave the room." and krys was like "i don't believe you. tracie, i say you put that to the test." I laughed, climbed over louis, grabbed my phone and left the room. i've already been rejected by louis once. i don't want that again, and i definitely didn't want it in the middle of my trip to depress the hell out of me, and i most certainly didn't need witnesses. i called billy from the stairs and we talked for a while about the trip and crack central, and how much of a stupid ho brad [his ex] is, and how confusing louis is [billy said to just go with the flow, but try not to get my hopes up and just keep getting disappointed] and how he has to wear his cast for two more months. then louis came and sat next to me on the stairs and i told billy i had to go. louis asked if i was alright and i said yes. he put his arms around me and i kinda felt like telling him everything that was on my mind [i get that urge around him a lot] but instead i told him my foot was falling asleep.
[hm, there's more to the story that fits in here but due to its adult content, i will save it for a filtered entry. if you would liek to view said entry, all you have to do is ask. or command. or beg, whatever]
later we went and got camille then we went to pier 39, and only got a little lost on the way. :] we watched the sun set [so beautiful], bought some socks, had some ice cream, ate nachos, and bought billy something at the irish store. t'was fun. well, i had fun anyway. lol i almost forgot to mention the oreos! wednesday night we threw oreos out the window at hookers and passing cars. it was so hilarious. imagine this. a hooker is all dressed for the job, puts her bag on the ground and does her little "sell it" pose against the window of the hotel across the street. suddenly, an oreo crashes against the window 2 feet above her head. oh god it was so great, i think that was when louis decided he loved juan. that boy has hella aim. the only thing i hit was the bed of a truck. lmao the truck did hella circles so it ended up with like 5 oreos in the back. yea when brandon went to the store to get more cookies, there were people in front of the hostel liek "who are those assholes throwing oreos?" and brandon was like "gee, i dunno. *carries mysterious bag inside*" we went downstairs to offer them some oreos but they were gone, lmao. yea, that night was hilarious.
thursday morning I called Camille and she said she didn't want to go with us. so i told her i'd call her that evening and discuss plane/train things. the rest of us took the bart into berkeley and walked around a short while before krys brandon and juan got bored and went back into the city. so me and louis wandered around, buying stuff and talking a lot. and kissing every so often. ^_^ i bought a new jacket [oh god so sexy] from hot topic and some accessories up and down the street which were all very awesome. we had funa nd i loved the way every time we walked into a store and i got into a wandering trance he'd just follow me. eventually we went back to the hostel and found that everyone had gone to see "Another Gay Movie" at the Castro Theatre, i think. he and i laid down and i fell asleep while he was doign something on his phone. it was so peaceful and so right, just me and him, chilling. no parents, no interruptions. just right. he asked if i was hungry and we walked to japan center for some good eatin's. the vegetable temupra was much yum and even louis loved it. he nearly ate the piece of the mushroom i had spat out. the walk back the the hostel was pretty cold, he put his arms around me to keep me warm on the street corner. we stopped and climbed the steps to this church on a hill and looked over the city lights... it was so beautiful. standing in the cold san francisco night just looking. There's a piece of tracie still back there, in front of that church, warm in his arms and the happiest i've ever felt. back in the hostel room everyone was chillin, eating taco bell. krys bit into a bean and cheese burrito then spat it out the window. apparently "shit was nasty". she threw the rest of it out the window and the rest of the burritos were thrown at cars. we didn't hit any, although i was sooo close to getting it in this dude's open moonroof. shit woulda been so hilarious. oodles of fun. they threw eggs as well, it was great. i mean, it was terrible and hella immature, but it was funny as shit. Louis made fun of brandon for liek half an hour for buying baby carrots. krystelle almost hit a hooker with an egg. she yelled "QUIT BULLSHITTIN, MOTHERFUCKERS!!", it was funny as hell. i was hella weak. someone hit some dude's car, and after he turned the alarm off he was like, "son of a bitch, FUCK!" it was so great. i very nearly cried that night, knowing that i wasn't going to kick it wiht my friends liek this anytime soon, knowing that i wasn't goignt o sleep in louis's arms anymore [jesus christ, how many times have i said louis's arms in this entry???], knowing we'd have to go back to watching regular tv as opposed to crack tv, knowing i'd have to deal with my parents and their constant crap again. it sucked but i made the most of my night.
friday morning was tiring and stressful. we were late getting tot he airport, but our flight had been delayed anyway so we sat in the most uncomfortable chairs on the planet for a couple of hours [and hooray, my iPod died in the airport. it was a long morning. it was so cold sleeping wihtout louis, even though he was in the next seat, holding my hand. we waited forever on the airstrip at LAX [long enough to fall back asleep], then had to walk to the next terminal to get our luggage. finally we got our shit and as soon as that happened, louis kissed me goodbye and i kinda felt like crying. i blame it on lack of sleep.
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pics!
brandon sulking, most probably after i accidentally hit him wiht the soap.
brandon and krys in the muni station
brandon in subway
street sign in the castro
chillin in the hostel room
random homeless person.
dead pigeon we saw on the walk back from pier 39.
vogue in the lobby!
hotel that the hooker was standing in front of when the oreo attacked!
black hats and iPods
i think juan has a little crush on krystelle
i had to force him to be in this pic.
i like this one.
on teh muni
really i think he does.
two chicks holding hands in union square
the sidewalk where the hooker fell.
lol
everything is dark and everyone's going to sleep. juan says "hey krystelle!"
*flash*
lol it's a terrible pic. he's eating popcorn or something, and has my hair clips on his ears.
*grope*
very scary facial expression
strawberries in the farmer's market
lol i was so boyish that day.
♥
watching the pretty waters
subway camwhore lol
lost in embarcadero
in the park
on paco's bed
paco's school
right before we reenacted the cracked out shadowy crevice sex.
in the farmer's market
walking down the street.
all pics taken by one juan espinoza. ♥
it's still hard to sleep wihtout him
bed now! school tomorrow. >.>