California Love
Julie is leaving in two weeks for vet school :(
Friday after work I partied in NewPort Beach at Club Vegas. It was not my scene, not feeling it at all. But I grinded all my female co-workers. That was the only highlight.
Saturday Nichole and I went to the Huntington Beach with intensions of basking out on the sand and tanning. There was a surfing competition event going on, so it was too crowded to find a spot. My legs are still blind-my-eyes-white. I'll sun burn before I tan.
After we left the beach, we went back to Nics and got ready to head out to San Diego. It was like a last hang out type thing for Julie. We went down to the Gaslamp district in Downtown San Diego. Their downtown is very upscale compared to L.A.
Julie, Justin, Manpreet, Mikey, and a whole lot of other people, I forgot their names, Nic and I had drinks at YardHouse. I thought it was lame to drive to San Diego just for that. We could have done that next door to Nics house in OC. My intensions were to bar hop, hit clubs and just "paint the city red." We tried getting into some clubs there but they wouldn't let us in because Justin was wearing shorts and flip flops. He was drunk so when people were walking by he would ask them to borrow their pants and shoes. It was funny. Half the group wanted to go eat then go to sleep, but Justin, mickey, julie, manpreet and I all insisted on finding a place to party at. Dowtown wasn't going to let Justin into any club so we decided to go to Tijuana at 2 am.
I had to do the talking around there. We went to one club which was almost empty. Then we walked around the Street and went to two titty bars. Lame. All 5 of us just slept while we were in them. We left at about 5:30 am.
Sunday Justin's mom had a go-away party for Julie at justin's house. It was all the way in the boonies of Colton. But I fell in love with the country/western style setting out there. It was a secluded area in the mountains. Reminded me a lot of my valley. But this place had horse-stables, an enormous back yard, swimming pool, bar room, everything.
And here I am at home finally. I needed some alone time; my own space.
Now I'm just depressed over Julie leaving. Something happened between her and I when we were at the Yardhouse in SD that will make me miss her more. She's going to Oklahoma. How could anyone live anywhere like that?
But I guess it's the city people who are deprived. They don't know what it's like to have "freedom." Freedom is having a huge backyard and not having a neighbor two feet away from you. Freedome is being able to have 5 million cats and dogs without worrying about them getting into the streets and getting run over. Freedom is open spaces like the desert or the lonely country. Not a commerce building nearby, or the noise of freeway traffic.
I'm just sad right now, and listening to country isn't helping.
Friday after work I partied in NewPort Beach at Club Vegas. It was not my scene, not feeling it at all. But I grinded all my female co-workers. That was the only highlight.
Saturday Nichole and I went to the Huntington Beach with intensions of basking out on the sand and tanning. There was a surfing competition event going on, so it was too crowded to find a spot. My legs are still blind-my-eyes-white. I'll sun burn before I tan.
After we left the beach, we went back to Nics and got ready to head out to San Diego. It was like a last hang out type thing for Julie. We went down to the Gaslamp district in Downtown San Diego. Their downtown is very upscale compared to L.A.
Julie, Justin, Manpreet, Mikey, and a whole lot of other people, I forgot their names, Nic and I had drinks at YardHouse. I thought it was lame to drive to San Diego just for that. We could have done that next door to Nics house in OC. My intensions were to bar hop, hit clubs and just "paint the city red." We tried getting into some clubs there but they wouldn't let us in because Justin was wearing shorts and flip flops. He was drunk so when people were walking by he would ask them to borrow their pants and shoes. It was funny. Half the group wanted to go eat then go to sleep, but Justin, mickey, julie, manpreet and I all insisted on finding a place to party at. Dowtown wasn't going to let Justin into any club so we decided to go to Tijuana at 2 am.
I had to do the talking around there. We went to one club which was almost empty. Then we walked around the Street and went to two titty bars. Lame. All 5 of us just slept while we were in them. We left at about 5:30 am.
Sunday Justin's mom had a go-away party for Julie at justin's house. It was all the way in the boonies of Colton. But I fell in love with the country/western style setting out there. It was a secluded area in the mountains. Reminded me a lot of my valley. But this place had horse-stables, an enormous back yard, swimming pool, bar room, everything.
And here I am at home finally. I needed some alone time; my own space.
Now I'm just depressed over Julie leaving. Something happened between her and I when we were at the Yardhouse in SD that will make me miss her more. She's going to Oklahoma. How could anyone live anywhere like that?
But I guess it's the city people who are deprived. They don't know what it's like to have "freedom." Freedom is having a huge backyard and not having a neighbor two feet away from you. Freedome is being able to have 5 million cats and dogs without worrying about them getting into the streets and getting run over. Freedom is open spaces like the desert or the lonely country. Not a commerce building nearby, or the noise of freeway traffic.
I'm just sad right now, and listening to country isn't helping.