{coughs}
I wasn't joking about the length of this entry.
I think I'll have to introduce my characters, as it may get a bit confusing.
Billy= greendullahan. Silly silly friend. Gay.
Bren/Brittney= my cousin that lives in Sacramento. Straight. And i'm not supposed to tell her I'm gay. she's 18.
Cami/Camille= kanka_akujo. Yet another friend. Gay. Violent. Slash addict.
Candace= Genne's girlfriend. I don't know how long they've been together, nor do i care. She cool, but I jsut don't like her that much.
Chai= not a person, but the best tea ever.
Emmie= Shonee's more pleasant younger sister. Also ok with slash. 13.
Fiona= My 10-month-old neice who is the ost adorable, walking thing ever. Krystelle's daughter.
Fock/Chaitsu= mendokusai_fox. Crazy chai-addicted friend. "Straight." Slash yaoi anime manga addict.
Genne= gqp_rbw4life. I shouldn't have to introduce her, but since I haven't actually spoken of her in quite some time, she's my ex-girlfriend. We were together for 9 months and broke up in January. We're friends. Gay. Bald. She's 19.
James= Krys's boyfriend. He's cool. and he's absolutely adorable with Fiona. he's 19. Straight but damned near bi.
Jenna= Good friend since first grade (for those that can't count, we've known each other 11 years). About to be 17. Pregnant. Straight.
Krystelle= scrwd_n_tattood. Best friend and 'twin'. 16. Bi. Slash and anime addict.
Mikel= Shonee's small gyrating demon. She's actually rather funny and can be entertaining. And she has no problem with slash. 9 years old.
Niki= my sister. she's 20. Straight.
Nique= nique_16. A friend. The homie that is the opposite of subtle. Gay. Slash addict.
Paco= paco_88. A friend. Gay. Likes slash.
Sansbury Honeysuckle Smith/Sansubury-san= my mp3 player. Shut up.
Shonee= scarletfbl. Another friend. A hot one. Bi-ish. Slash addict.
We got back at about 1 am july 16 and It was absolutely wonderful! But let's go one step at a time.
On Friday, July 8, Niki got me up at 11 am (yes, that's early, k?!) and we went to IHOP (International House of Pancakes) for funnel cakes (and other breakfast items)! Much yum. Nique went to Shonee's house and they invited me over and we sat there and chilled for a while and made brownie cake (with Fruit Loops on top!) and listened to Gay Pimp and learned to knit! We went to her room and took things, but I never did find her 'Tracie Shrine'. She taught us to knit using her hair chopsticks: ghetto style! I can knit scarfies. {dances} Want one? The fruit Loops were good in the batter, but lost the flavor and crunchiness in the oven so yea. {shrugs} but the cake was fucking good as hell. I stole Shonee's green scarf, but I already made her another.
On Saturday the 9th, I went to my grandmother's house. Sadly, I had committed to doing that before there was talk of going dowtown to kick it, but that's ok. I dropped by Camille's house to give her her present(s) and then we got Chinese and then Genne called and asked if she could come over and I said yes. By the time Mom and I got home she was already there (predictably) and so we were chilling in my room as I ate. I was telling her how I planned to stay up the entire night so that I could sleep during the (supposedly) SIX AND A HALF HOUR drive to Sacramento. I didn't think I'd make it. Because i love to sleep. Sleeping is fun. I do it all the time. It's a very pleasant experience. So i needed something that would keep me up. Of course the first thought was coffee but i hate the taste. So my next thought was Chai tea. This is no ordinary tea, kids. I swear it has drugs in it. If you've seen Camille or Fock after they've had Chai, you know what I'm saying. And my sister had some and it keep her up for ages. I knew I needed some chai if I was goign to survive the SIX AND A HALF HOUR drive, so I asked Genne to take me to Granny's Donuts, the place where fock gets her chai. They didn't have it. It made me go :(. So then we just kinda drove around, looking for an open donut shop. And while we searched, we happened upon Krystelle and James and Fiona (for those of you that don't know, though I can't imagine why not, refer above) and gave them a ride to Jack in the Box and then home. After James got Fiona out of the car and settled in her stroller, he was just kinda lingering on the sidewalk, eating his burger. Krystelle was outside the car and then she leaned in the window and yea and I won't lie; she's a wonderful kisser, and it wasn't the first time. But afterwards I felt really really unbelievably stupid because the number one rule of beign friends and hanging out with your ex that's still in love with you is don't kiss other people in front of them. So yea, as I mentally beat the shit out of myself, we drove around, still searchig for chai. I was already feeling tired. We even went to the donut shops by Cami's house but both were closed (go figure). Then Genne took me to a coffee shop that they used to do poetry readings at with the Gay and Lesbian Center. Fendi's. That place is so awesome. I can't even explain it. It's so homey with the mismatched furniture and the internet access and... just guh it's wonderful. And one of the cashiers, Dick, is so gay. I just love him. AND they sell chai. {twitch} I ordered it and he asked if I wanted Vanilla or spice. I hadn't even known there was a Vanilla and OH MY CHESTER was it good. It was all creamy and frothy and a little bit cinamonny and just... guh. Good. That's all I can say. It was so good. For my LBC peeps (dear God that sounds horrible coming from me), it's on Atlantic and Bixby. I should take you sometime. {winks at Shonee} ...What was I saying? Oh yes, the chai was sooooo good. I was hooked by the first sip. And I literally sipped it for like an hour. Savoring the wonderfluffyfulness of the Vanilla chai. Did I mention how frothy it was? AND I didn't burn my tongue. :o! Then Fendi's closed and we had to leave. :(. And then we went to Mc Donald's and the chick in the drive-thru was flirting with Genne and Genne was too busy being overwhelmed by what she percieved to be unbearably extreme hottness to realize. I mean, the chick was leaning out the window and grinning and teasing her and everything. I'm like ...Idiot! Then she drove off and I told her the chick was flirting and then she was beatign herself up for not having noticed. It was hilarious and thanks to the Chai I couldn't stop laughing. So when we got back to my house my 'rents were asleep and we just went into my room and shut the door. I was acting like a fool, I was so hyper and all too soon I had sipped the last of my Chai. I made a sad face with the realization that I wouldn't get anymore until 7 or more days later. And I kept biting the top of the cup. Addict already. It got to be about 2am and I had been packing and then we were talking (no, I'm not going to tell you why I think Chai is an aphrodisiac. that's for me and Genne and Sarah and whoever else I happened to IM at the time to know.) and she asked if she could kiss me. Now before anyone yells, I'm going to say that Genne and Candace have an open relationship. The only thing is that Genne and I kissing breaks the rules because Genne's in love with me. But I said yes and then we kissed and I don't even know but I told her that she had to go before my parents wake up to tell me to go to bed and find us there making out. So I walked her to the door and then we kissed again and then she left. With my belt.
Let's skip the episode with my dad. That man is on crack.
I didn't sleep at all Saturday night. Niki came home at about 4 and we talked for a while, but she fell asleep for about a half hour. At about 7 am on Sunday morning, I shaved, updated my LJ, then went to the car and fell asleep. I was asleep in the car for an hour before we actually left, but whatever. The car was comfy and the ride was smooth and that was all that mattered besides Sansbury Honeysuckle Smith, that was my best friend during the entire ordeal. I woke up a few times during the ride but for the most part I was gone. Yet another life saved by chai. We got to Sacramento after SEVEN AND A HALF HOURS and went up to our rooms and all I did was pull back the covers and take off my shoes. And I was out. Niki fell asleep sometime after that until our parents called the room phone, telling us to get up so we could go to Brittney's house. So we went and hung out and it was whatever. We've pretty much always been close. Weird family bond, dunno what to tell you. So then she packed a little overnight bag and we took her back to the hotel with us.
She and Niki were talkign about boys and Niki mentioned this boy she was talkign to. He drives a red motorcycle. Bren was all "Where are you going to sit?" Niki replied with "He's gonna get another seat and helmet for me." Then Bren asked "Where is Tracie goign to sit?" Niki was like "At home. In front of the computer. Wearing either a shirt or shorts, but not both." I had to laugh; how true. She shared a bed with me, which kinda sucked because I've become accustomed to sleepin half-naked and couldn't very well do that with her right next to me.
We got up the next morning and went to JoAnn's Crafts and Fabrics Superstore! Oh God i love that place and now so does my family. o.O I got lots and lots of yarn. Purple and winey red and black and black. I make scarfies! Want one? I taught Niki and Bren how to knit. :D Bren had to work that day, so Niki and I were just kind of chilling around in her room, knitting and napping and eating and watching tv. It wasn't so much boring as it was relaxing. When Bren got off work we left and she said bye bye to her mommy. I don't really want to discuss the happenings in the hotel room, so let's just say that my dad pisses me off and depresses me at the same time and Mom never makes it any better. Sometimes, the dance music blasting in my ears doesn't even help. My two comforts: soon I won't live with him anymore, and that Niki feels the same. Moving on.
The next morning, the real vacation began.
It was Tuesday the 12th when we sat in the car, knitting, as my dad tried to stack everything into the trunk. I was wearing my (lucky) green wifebeater and I had wanted to wear my rainbow belt, but my mom said that she "Didn't need anymore drama." Typical. The ride was an hour and a half long and we pretty much napped the whole time. The view from one fo the bridages was beautiful. Nah, all the views were beautiful. The entire city is so tall and pretty and busy with so many people and it's wonderful. Just plain wonderful. I fell in love upon arrival. Our hotel was planted in between a bunch of apartments, so it was much more homey than most vacations I've been on. We were walking distanc from the Fisherman's Wharf and that place is awesomeage. On Pier 39, there was a store dedicated to socks. Socks and nothing more. They had rainbow ones too! And I mean real rainbows, not the bullshit ones found in long beach with pink and black in them. But I couldn't get them, because Bren was with us. That depressed the crap out of me. At first, dad was all sympathetic until he realized it was soemthing gay. Then he told me to get real. Good old dad. But mmmm we went to Bubba Gumps and they had some fucking good food. And I got a cup that lights up!
Also, the Wharf had a wonderful view of the bay.
And along the walk, there were street entertainers everywhere. It was so awesome.
He was like a robot... he made robotic sounds when he moved and he kept winking at Brittney. It was funny.
The awesomely cool chicks we saw. They pose really still in those fancy clothes and change poses every few minutes and when you put money in the bag they dance. Awesome.
That night, niki and I shared a bed and I finished my first scarf. It's black and it's not very good but I love it. :D!
The next morning was Wednesday, July 13. We went to the Wax Museum and that was much coolage.
I'm sorry.. that looked nothing like Brittney Spears. I adore the Madonna one and Em freaked the hell out of me for some reason. And they put Ricky Martin in the gayest pose ever. That was kinda mean. {points at him}
But I suppose the Jim Carey was no better. {shakes head}
Look it's meeeee! {points to Jezebel}
Closeup of meeee. ^________^
The last supper. There was a funny story that went with this one, but I don't remember it. All I can recall is this chick, her mom and her grandma. We shared a moment simply because we were both young and bored.
Pope!
...his teeth aren't even sharp enough to break skin.
Judy Garland!
There is one reason and one reason only why this pic is here. Because I positively fell in love with that dress. Look at it. LOOK AT IT. LOOK AT IT, GODDAMNIT. {loves it} I love it. I will make one just like it. And wear it to prom. And you will tell me how wonderful I look in my beautiful dress. And you will fall in love with it too. {carresses pic} It's 3 am, stfu.
Mom int he electric chair. You sit in it and look in the "mirror" and then it makes a noise and the lights flash and a "scary image" pops up in the "mirror" and a gust of air blows up your back and catches you off-guard. I praise my father for catching her at just the right moment. {praises}
I'm not goign to go into the story about the woman and her crying son, but it was hilarious.
We also did a bit of shopping on the Wharf. I bought a traditional Chinese dress. It's hot. Mom says I have to get the slits fixed because they're too high and I agree with that. Niki says I look like I'm running a brothel, But I don't really care.
We also drove through UC Berkeley that day. For those of you that don't know, that's the school I wish to attend once I graduate from Jordan. It was beautiful, as I'd known it would be. Niki and Bren were talkign abotu how big the campus was (huge) and how they'd be too intimidated to go. I've always liked big schools, so that's not really an issue with me.
My favorite. ^_^
That night, we went to Chinatown and ate at an authentic Chinese restaurant. It was sooo good! Ad so different from the fastfood places in Long Beach. It was much coldness that night and I was clad I had my scarfie. ^_^
That night, I had a dream that I had an apartment near Berkeley and sarahrenee was my roommate. It was very interesting.
Thursday came, and along with it the Bay Tour. We got on a boat and it took us all around the bay. Much awesomeage. Water and boats and Alcatraz up close. Back int he day, Alcatraz was a prison. The call in 'The Rock' because it's basically built on a rock. Anyone who's seen the movie knows all this (I haven't but now feel the need to). Anyone who hasn't, it's a small island in the middle of the bay and it's beyond beautiful in a dark and historic kind of way. Just imagine all the stories those walls have to tell. Awe was all I could identify.
The inmates of Alcatraz were considered the 'elite' of criminals. Al Capone and many other famous criminals were placed there.
And there was of course the Golden Gate Bridge. Many of you recognize it from the beginning thingy of Full House. And I know all you Americans have seen that show.
Later, Niki and Bren were discussing moving out and why life is better at home. Gettign along with parents, no curfews, them paying for everything. And all that's true for me too, except one missing part. Getting along. I would not survive being in the closet at 18. My head would explode and there would be brains and blood all over the carpet. I can't live this way, hiding because it's convenient for them. Having them tell me what I can wear and what I can buy with my own fucking money. These rules apply for as logn as I reside at 41 W. Traffort st. And now you see why Long Beach would be the death of me.
We went out and drove aroudn to see some sites and get some food. First we went up all the hills [so many! and so steep!] and then there was this street [Lombard st.] with supersharp turns at the top of a hill. The pretty houses had the city view and we took pics. Apparently, the street is famous and has been in a few movies and commercials.
It was cold. Did I mention that?
The view was beautiful, too.
Lots of housies. ^_^
And we stopped at a drive in.
After driving around for quite some time, we found the beach. It was really dark out and quite foggy, but we kept driving down the road. Eventually we were surrounded by trees and we saw these joggers [ahem. i don't care how "nice" your neighborhood is. jogging at 9 pm in the fog down by the shoreline in the woods is just plain stupid. And it always will be.] Eventually the idea that we were lost snuck into my ehad and I started giggling. My mom was getting all nervous, she was like "oh god. oh my goodness." So suddenly these signs appear, sayign we're headed towards the Golden Gate Bridge (which costs about 3 bucks to cross) so we turned off the last exit before th bridge and there was even more woods and it was dark and my giggles turned to laughter because I found my mom's nervousness hilarious. Daddy and Niki and Bren were amused too and my dad was all "Anyone know any scary stories?" Which made my laughter that much louder and I know my mom was inwardly freaking out.
Anyway, that was our last night there. The trip was positively wonderful and I am positively in love. With the weather with the people, with the city.
So what's happened since I've been back? Uhm, my parents went out of town the first weekend of August, as you may or may not have seen. Jenna went into labor and had my adorable little godson on August 5. He's one of the cutest things ever (sorry, no one beats Fiona). We had a little gathering at my house on August 6 which was much fun. Attendees: Paco, Billy, Nique, Cami, Shonee and Mikel. Unfortunately, fock/chaitsu couldn't make it, as she's still stuck out in Pasadena (?). We missed her. There were cupcakes [that were not evil] We watched Latter Days [omfg ♥] and Not Another Teen Movie [lmao]. All the while, talkign and laughing as usual. Paco admitted that he's gay [he's been avoiding the subject for a year or so]. Life was pretty. We were in the patio dancing and Mikel is one strange dancer. We watched some QAF Season 4 and it was hilarious because Emmett was wearing a Gay Pimp shirt. Never heard of him? Go to the site. Gay Pimp = love. His shirt said "Lookin' Cute" on the front and "Feelin Cute" on the back. Nique and I were laughing because hey - awesomeness.
So yea... Paco and Billy hooked up omg whoa. They are positively adorable together!
When i told Genne about Paco's coming out, she got mad. She accused me of turning him. She says I turned all my friends gay. And it wasn't liek a big deal to me that much but she wouldn't let it drop. She was the first person I ever exposed myself to (in every since of the word) and she's always tried to understand or, at the very least listen to me. Now I feel like she doesn't know me at all and that also wouldn't be such a big deal if she didn't try to act like she knows every fucking thing. Now I feel like she just tries to pick fights with me, just because. I know she doesn't know how much she hurts me when she does the shit she does. Curse of the Cancer, right? Easily hurt but not so easy to show it. She only fucking around and I wish I could get over it but it just bugs me that she thinks she's got it like that. Like she can practically disappear from my life [not counting the sporadic and short phonecalls and randomly hurtful visits] and expect me to be the same person I was 8 months ago. Not gonna happen. I'm not the same person I was back then, though I hate to admit it. I've changed, she's changed. Get over it. What we once had is gone. Please stop calling me Monkey. It makes my heart hurt. I don't call you Suga Pudding Pie anymore, please give me the same respect. Please don't blame me for your problems with Candace. I ain't innocent but I most certainly didn't force you to do anything. I wish you both the best of happiness.
Shonee's graduation party was Saturday the 13th. The small gyrating demon [aka Mikel] turned into a superflirt. We also properly met Emmie [who is much more pleasant to be around]. Paco made dirty comments about playing with Billy's hair and I almost had a heartattack. This will take some gettign used to. He says that the reason he took so long to come out was because he was afraid I wouldn't accept him. I don't think he's ever said anything dumber to me. He almost made my brainexplode. There was a lot of Chicken. And Spaghetti. And Dirty Rice. And cake and ice cream! Though we had to go through a bit of an ordeal to get it. Shonee's madre was a bit buzzed and was nice one second and yelling the next. It was like O.O, as all 5 of us tried to hide behind each other in the corner of the kitchen, lmao. She's a bit intimidating. Paco almost didn't get his cake. Shonee's cousin Destiny and Emmie were distractign Billy and Paco from the hot boy action we craved [AND DESERVED] as we gawked at them fromt he sidewalk, lmao. The my mommy came to get me and I was sad that I'd miss the kiss but apparently there was not kiss. Poor Paco. Also, I believe Shonee had a jealous cousin that made some rude remarks at out little fruit basket [??]. I wish I hadn't missed that. Or maybe it's a good thing I did... Wouldn't want to have to get ghetto on such a festive occasion.
I don't really feel like discussing the visit with my cousins so that's about it. ^_^
I went shopping by myself today. Why? Because I felt liek it. And truly enjoyed it.
Wooo, I've been writing.
Oh my goodness Fort Minor song leaked. Remember the Name is hottness. I love his voice, the song is cool, and he curses. {giggles} Also, the rip of Pukkelpop (their first show) can be found here. Mmmh.
Anyway, I'm off to clear my room of anything NC-13. You'd be surprised how much stuff I need to hide. Not only that, but I still need to find a place to hide all this shit.
...or I can just sleep. That actually sounds like a lot more fun.
HAPPY, SARAH?!
I think I'll have to introduce my characters, as it may get a bit confusing.
Billy= greendullahan. Silly silly friend. Gay.
Bren/Brittney= my cousin that lives in Sacramento. Straight. And i'm not supposed to tell her I'm gay. she's 18.
Cami/Camille= kanka_akujo. Yet another friend. Gay. Violent. Slash addict.
Candace= Genne's girlfriend. I don't know how long they've been together, nor do i care. She cool, but I jsut don't like her that much.
Chai= not a person, but the best tea ever.
Emmie= Shonee's more pleasant younger sister. Also ok with slash. 13.
Fiona= My 10-month-old neice who is the ost adorable, walking thing ever. Krystelle's daughter.
Fock/Chaitsu= mendokusai_fox. Crazy chai-addicted friend. "Straight." Slash yaoi anime manga addict.
Genne= gqp_rbw4life. I shouldn't have to introduce her, but since I haven't actually spoken of her in quite some time, she's my ex-girlfriend. We were together for 9 months and broke up in January. We're friends. Gay. Bald. She's 19.
James= Krys's boyfriend. He's cool. and he's absolutely adorable with Fiona. he's 19. Straight but damned near bi.
Jenna= Good friend since first grade (for those that can't count, we've known each other 11 years). About to be 17. Pregnant. Straight.
Krystelle= scrwd_n_tattood. Best friend and 'twin'. 16. Bi. Slash and anime addict.
Mikel= Shonee's small gyrating demon. She's actually rather funny and can be entertaining. And she has no problem with slash. 9 years old.
Niki= my sister. she's 20. Straight.
Nique= nique_16. A friend. The homie that is the opposite of subtle. Gay. Slash addict.
Paco= paco_88. A friend. Gay. Likes slash.
Sansbury Honeysuckle Smith/Sansubury-san= my mp3 player. Shut up.
Shonee= scarletfbl. Another friend. A hot one. Bi-ish. Slash addict.
We got back at about 1 am july 16 and It was absolutely wonderful! But let's go one step at a time.
On Friday, July 8, Niki got me up at 11 am (yes, that's early, k?!) and we went to IHOP (International House of Pancakes) for funnel cakes (and other breakfast items)! Much yum. Nique went to Shonee's house and they invited me over and we sat there and chilled for a while and made brownie cake (with Fruit Loops on top!) and listened to Gay Pimp and learned to knit! We went to her room and took things, but I never did find her 'Tracie Shrine'. She taught us to knit using her hair chopsticks: ghetto style! I can knit scarfies. {dances} Want one? The fruit Loops were good in the batter, but lost the flavor and crunchiness in the oven so yea. {shrugs} but the cake was fucking good as hell. I stole Shonee's green scarf, but I already made her another.
On Saturday the 9th, I went to my grandmother's house. Sadly, I had committed to doing that before there was talk of going dowtown to kick it, but that's ok. I dropped by Camille's house to give her her present(s) and then we got Chinese and then Genne called and asked if she could come over and I said yes. By the time Mom and I got home she was already there (predictably) and so we were chilling in my room as I ate. I was telling her how I planned to stay up the entire night so that I could sleep during the (supposedly) SIX AND A HALF HOUR drive to Sacramento. I didn't think I'd make it. Because i love to sleep. Sleeping is fun. I do it all the time. It's a very pleasant experience. So i needed something that would keep me up. Of course the first thought was coffee but i hate the taste. So my next thought was Chai tea. This is no ordinary tea, kids. I swear it has drugs in it. If you've seen Camille or Fock after they've had Chai, you know what I'm saying. And my sister had some and it keep her up for ages. I knew I needed some chai if I was goign to survive the SIX AND A HALF HOUR drive, so I asked Genne to take me to Granny's Donuts, the place where fock gets her chai. They didn't have it. It made me go :(. So then we just kinda drove around, looking for an open donut shop. And while we searched, we happened upon Krystelle and James and Fiona (for those of you that don't know, though I can't imagine why not, refer above) and gave them a ride to Jack in the Box and then home. After James got Fiona out of the car and settled in her stroller, he was just kinda lingering on the sidewalk, eating his burger. Krystelle was outside the car and then she leaned in the window and yea and I won't lie; she's a wonderful kisser, and it wasn't the first time. But afterwards I felt really really unbelievably stupid because the number one rule of beign friends and hanging out with your ex that's still in love with you is don't kiss other people in front of them. So yea, as I mentally beat the shit out of myself, we drove around, still searchig for chai. I was already feeling tired. We even went to the donut shops by Cami's house but both were closed (go figure). Then Genne took me to a coffee shop that they used to do poetry readings at with the Gay and Lesbian Center. Fendi's. That place is so awesome. I can't even explain it. It's so homey with the mismatched furniture and the internet access and... just guh it's wonderful. And one of the cashiers, Dick, is so gay. I just love him. AND they sell chai. {twitch} I ordered it and he asked if I wanted Vanilla or spice. I hadn't even known there was a Vanilla and OH MY CHESTER was it good. It was all creamy and frothy and a little bit cinamonny and just... guh. Good. That's all I can say. It was so good. For my LBC peeps (dear God that sounds horrible coming from me), it's on Atlantic and Bixby. I should take you sometime. {winks at Shonee} ...What was I saying? Oh yes, the chai was sooooo good. I was hooked by the first sip. And I literally sipped it for like an hour. Savoring the wonderfluffyfulness of the Vanilla chai. Did I mention how frothy it was? AND I didn't burn my tongue. :o! Then Fendi's closed and we had to leave. :(. And then we went to Mc Donald's and the chick in the drive-thru was flirting with Genne and Genne was too busy being overwhelmed by what she percieved to be unbearably extreme hottness to realize. I mean, the chick was leaning out the window and grinning and teasing her and everything. I'm like ...Idiot! Then she drove off and I told her the chick was flirting and then she was beatign herself up for not having noticed. It was hilarious and thanks to the Chai I couldn't stop laughing. So when we got back to my house my 'rents were asleep and we just went into my room and shut the door. I was acting like a fool, I was so hyper and all too soon I had sipped the last of my Chai. I made a sad face with the realization that I wouldn't get anymore until 7 or more days later. And I kept biting the top of the cup. Addict already. It got to be about 2am and I had been packing and then we were talking (no, I'm not going to tell you why I think Chai is an aphrodisiac. that's for me and Genne and Sarah and whoever else I happened to IM at the time to know.) and she asked if she could kiss me. Now before anyone yells, I'm going to say that Genne and Candace have an open relationship. The only thing is that Genne and I kissing breaks the rules because Genne's in love with me. But I said yes and then we kissed and I don't even know but I told her that she had to go before my parents wake up to tell me to go to bed and find us there making out. So I walked her to the door and then we kissed again and then she left. With my belt.
Let's skip the episode with my dad. That man is on crack.
I didn't sleep at all Saturday night. Niki came home at about 4 and we talked for a while, but she fell asleep for about a half hour. At about 7 am on Sunday morning, I shaved, updated my LJ, then went to the car and fell asleep. I was asleep in the car for an hour before we actually left, but whatever. The car was comfy and the ride was smooth and that was all that mattered besides Sansbury Honeysuckle Smith, that was my best friend during the entire ordeal. I woke up a few times during the ride but for the most part I was gone. Yet another life saved by chai. We got to Sacramento after SEVEN AND A HALF HOURS and went up to our rooms and all I did was pull back the covers and take off my shoes. And I was out. Niki fell asleep sometime after that until our parents called the room phone, telling us to get up so we could go to Brittney's house. So we went and hung out and it was whatever. We've pretty much always been close. Weird family bond, dunno what to tell you. So then she packed a little overnight bag and we took her back to the hotel with us.
She and Niki were talkign about boys and Niki mentioned this boy she was talkign to. He drives a red motorcycle. Bren was all "Where are you going to sit?" Niki replied with "He's gonna get another seat and helmet for me." Then Bren asked "Where is Tracie goign to sit?" Niki was like "At home. In front of the computer. Wearing either a shirt or shorts, but not both." I had to laugh; how true. She shared a bed with me, which kinda sucked because I've become accustomed to sleepin half-naked and couldn't very well do that with her right next to me.
We got up the next morning and went to JoAnn's Crafts and Fabrics Superstore! Oh God i love that place and now so does my family. o.O I got lots and lots of yarn. Purple and winey red and black and black. I make scarfies! Want one? I taught Niki and Bren how to knit. :D Bren had to work that day, so Niki and I were just kind of chilling around in her room, knitting and napping and eating and watching tv. It wasn't so much boring as it was relaxing. When Bren got off work we left and she said bye bye to her mommy. I don't really want to discuss the happenings in the hotel room, so let's just say that my dad pisses me off and depresses me at the same time and Mom never makes it any better. Sometimes, the dance music blasting in my ears doesn't even help. My two comforts: soon I won't live with him anymore, and that Niki feels the same. Moving on.
The next morning, the real vacation began.
It was Tuesday the 12th when we sat in the car, knitting, as my dad tried to stack everything into the trunk. I was wearing my (lucky) green wifebeater and I had wanted to wear my rainbow belt, but my mom said that she "Didn't need anymore drama." Typical. The ride was an hour and a half long and we pretty much napped the whole time. The view from one fo the bridages was beautiful. Nah, all the views were beautiful. The entire city is so tall and pretty and busy with so many people and it's wonderful. Just plain wonderful. I fell in love upon arrival. Our hotel was planted in between a bunch of apartments, so it was much more homey than most vacations I've been on. We were walking distanc from the Fisherman's Wharf and that place is awesomeage. On Pier 39, there was a store dedicated to socks. Socks and nothing more. They had rainbow ones too! And I mean real rainbows, not the bullshit ones found in long beach with pink and black in them. But I couldn't get them, because Bren was with us. That depressed the crap out of me. At first, dad was all sympathetic until he realized it was soemthing gay. Then he told me to get real. Good old dad. But mmmm we went to Bubba Gumps and they had some fucking good food. And I got a cup that lights up!
Also, the Wharf had a wonderful view of the bay.
And along the walk, there were street entertainers everywhere. It was so awesome.
He was like a robot... he made robotic sounds when he moved and he kept winking at Brittney. It was funny.
The awesomely cool chicks we saw. They pose really still in those fancy clothes and change poses every few minutes and when you put money in the bag they dance. Awesome.
That night, niki and I shared a bed and I finished my first scarf. It's black and it's not very good but I love it. :D!
The next morning was Wednesday, July 13. We went to the Wax Museum and that was much coolage.
I'm sorry.. that looked nothing like Brittney Spears. I adore the Madonna one and Em freaked the hell out of me for some reason. And they put Ricky Martin in the gayest pose ever. That was kinda mean. {points at him}
But I suppose the Jim Carey was no better. {shakes head}
Look it's meeeee! {points to Jezebel}
Closeup of meeee. ^________^
The last supper. There was a funny story that went with this one, but I don't remember it. All I can recall is this chick, her mom and her grandma. We shared a moment simply because we were both young and bored.
Pope!
...his teeth aren't even sharp enough to break skin.
Judy Garland!
There is one reason and one reason only why this pic is here. Because I positively fell in love with that dress. Look at it. LOOK AT IT. LOOK AT IT, GODDAMNIT. {loves it} I love it. I will make one just like it. And wear it to prom. And you will tell me how wonderful I look in my beautiful dress. And you will fall in love with it too. {carresses pic} It's 3 am, stfu.
Mom int he electric chair. You sit in it and look in the "mirror" and then it makes a noise and the lights flash and a "scary image" pops up in the "mirror" and a gust of air blows up your back and catches you off-guard. I praise my father for catching her at just the right moment. {praises}
I'm not goign to go into the story about the woman and her crying son, but it was hilarious.
We also did a bit of shopping on the Wharf. I bought a traditional Chinese dress. It's hot. Mom says I have to get the slits fixed because they're too high and I agree with that. Niki says I look like I'm running a brothel, But I don't really care.
We also drove through UC Berkeley that day. For those of you that don't know, that's the school I wish to attend once I graduate from Jordan. It was beautiful, as I'd known it would be. Niki and Bren were talkign abotu how big the campus was (huge) and how they'd be too intimidated to go. I've always liked big schools, so that's not really an issue with me.
My favorite. ^_^
That night, we went to Chinatown and ate at an authentic Chinese restaurant. It was sooo good! Ad so different from the fastfood places in Long Beach. It was much coldness that night and I was clad I had my scarfie. ^_^
That night, I had a dream that I had an apartment near Berkeley and sarahrenee was my roommate. It was very interesting.
Thursday came, and along with it the Bay Tour. We got on a boat and it took us all around the bay. Much awesomeage. Water and boats and Alcatraz up close. Back int he day, Alcatraz was a prison. The call in 'The Rock' because it's basically built on a rock. Anyone who's seen the movie knows all this (I haven't but now feel the need to). Anyone who hasn't, it's a small island in the middle of the bay and it's beyond beautiful in a dark and historic kind of way. Just imagine all the stories those walls have to tell. Awe was all I could identify.
The inmates of Alcatraz were considered the 'elite' of criminals. Al Capone and many other famous criminals were placed there.
And there was of course the Golden Gate Bridge. Many of you recognize it from the beginning thingy of Full House. And I know all you Americans have seen that show.
Later, Niki and Bren were discussing moving out and why life is better at home. Gettign along with parents, no curfews, them paying for everything. And all that's true for me too, except one missing part. Getting along. I would not survive being in the closet at 18. My head would explode and there would be brains and blood all over the carpet. I can't live this way, hiding because it's convenient for them. Having them tell me what I can wear and what I can buy with my own fucking money. These rules apply for as logn as I reside at 41 W. Traffort st. And now you see why Long Beach would be the death of me.
We went out and drove aroudn to see some sites and get some food. First we went up all the hills [so many! and so steep!] and then there was this street [Lombard st.] with supersharp turns at the top of a hill. The pretty houses had the city view and we took pics. Apparently, the street is famous and has been in a few movies and commercials.
It was cold. Did I mention that?
The view was beautiful, too.
Lots of housies. ^_^
And we stopped at a drive in.
After driving around for quite some time, we found the beach. It was really dark out and quite foggy, but we kept driving down the road. Eventually we were surrounded by trees and we saw these joggers [ahem. i don't care how "nice" your neighborhood is. jogging at 9 pm in the fog down by the shoreline in the woods is just plain stupid. And it always will be.] Eventually the idea that we were lost snuck into my ehad and I started giggling. My mom was getting all nervous, she was like "oh god. oh my goodness." So suddenly these signs appear, sayign we're headed towards the Golden Gate Bridge (which costs about 3 bucks to cross) so we turned off the last exit before th bridge and there was even more woods and it was dark and my giggles turned to laughter because I found my mom's nervousness hilarious. Daddy and Niki and Bren were amused too and my dad was all "Anyone know any scary stories?" Which made my laughter that much louder and I know my mom was inwardly freaking out.
Anyway, that was our last night there. The trip was positively wonderful and I am positively in love. With the weather with the people, with the city.
So what's happened since I've been back? Uhm, my parents went out of town the first weekend of August, as you may or may not have seen. Jenna went into labor and had my adorable little godson on August 5. He's one of the cutest things ever (sorry, no one beats Fiona). We had a little gathering at my house on August 6 which was much fun. Attendees: Paco, Billy, Nique, Cami, Shonee and Mikel. Unfortunately, fock/chaitsu couldn't make it, as she's still stuck out in Pasadena (?). We missed her. There were cupcakes [that were not evil] We watched Latter Days [omfg ♥] and Not Another Teen Movie [lmao]. All the while, talkign and laughing as usual. Paco admitted that he's gay [he's been avoiding the subject for a year or so]. Life was pretty. We were in the patio dancing and Mikel is one strange dancer. We watched some QAF Season 4 and it was hilarious because Emmett was wearing a Gay Pimp shirt. Never heard of him? Go to the site. Gay Pimp = love. His shirt said "Lookin' Cute" on the front and "Feelin Cute" on the back. Nique and I were laughing because hey - awesomeness.
So yea... Paco and Billy hooked up omg whoa. They are positively adorable together!
When i told Genne about Paco's coming out, she got mad. She accused me of turning him. She says I turned all my friends gay. And it wasn't liek a big deal to me that much but she wouldn't let it drop. She was the first person I ever exposed myself to (in every since of the word) and she's always tried to understand or, at the very least listen to me. Now I feel like she doesn't know me at all and that also wouldn't be such a big deal if she didn't try to act like she knows every fucking thing. Now I feel like she just tries to pick fights with me, just because. I know she doesn't know how much she hurts me when she does the shit she does. Curse of the Cancer, right? Easily hurt but not so easy to show it. She only fucking around and I wish I could get over it but it just bugs me that she thinks she's got it like that. Like she can practically disappear from my life [not counting the sporadic and short phonecalls and randomly hurtful visits] and expect me to be the same person I was 8 months ago. Not gonna happen. I'm not the same person I was back then, though I hate to admit it. I've changed, she's changed. Get over it. What we once had is gone. Please stop calling me Monkey. It makes my heart hurt. I don't call you Suga Pudding Pie anymore, please give me the same respect. Please don't blame me for your problems with Candace. I ain't innocent but I most certainly didn't force you to do anything. I wish you both the best of happiness.
Shonee's graduation party was Saturday the 13th. The small gyrating demon [aka Mikel] turned into a superflirt. We also properly met Emmie [who is much more pleasant to be around]. Paco made dirty comments about playing with Billy's hair and I almost had a heartattack. This will take some gettign used to. He says that the reason he took so long to come out was because he was afraid I wouldn't accept him. I don't think he's ever said anything dumber to me. He almost made my brainexplode. There was a lot of Chicken. And Spaghetti. And Dirty Rice. And cake and ice cream! Though we had to go through a bit of an ordeal to get it. Shonee's madre was a bit buzzed and was nice one second and yelling the next. It was like O.O, as all 5 of us tried to hide behind each other in the corner of the kitchen, lmao. She's a bit intimidating. Paco almost didn't get his cake. Shonee's cousin Destiny and Emmie were distractign Billy and Paco from the hot boy action we craved [AND DESERVED] as we gawked at them fromt he sidewalk, lmao. The my mommy came to get me and I was sad that I'd miss the kiss but apparently there was not kiss. Poor Paco. Also, I believe Shonee had a jealous cousin that made some rude remarks at out little fruit basket [??]. I wish I hadn't missed that. Or maybe it's a good thing I did... Wouldn't want to have to get ghetto on such a festive occasion.
I don't really feel like discussing the visit with my cousins so that's about it. ^_^
I went shopping by myself today. Why? Because I felt liek it. And truly enjoyed it.
Wooo, I've been writing.
Oh my goodness Fort Minor song leaked. Remember the Name is hottness. I love his voice, the song is cool, and he curses. {giggles} Also, the rip of Pukkelpop (their first show) can be found here. Mmmh.
Anyway, I'm off to clear my room of anything NC-13. You'd be surprised how much stuff I need to hide. Not only that, but I still need to find a place to hide all this shit.
...or I can just sleep. That actually sounds like a lot more fun.
HAPPY, SARAH?!