California was amazing. I have a lot to say right now, so be prepared.
California!!
Last Thursday morning I left for Los Angeles with my bestest buddy in the whole wide world, Eisha. Everything from getting totally soaked at the beach to being drowsy at Magic Mountain was perfect to buying our Louis Vuitton bags (I had NO intentions to get wet!) The last time I went to LA was a few years ago and I was going with family as a sightseeing sort of vacation. It was SO DIFFERENT being a seventeen year old in that city. I saw things much differently than I had before.
The homeless people tugged at my heart everywhere we went. I'm just not the type of person who can see someone struggling and not want to help. And the performers on 3rd Street.. I still regret not buying the guitar player/singer's CD.
I plan on going back for a few weeks my senior year. Whether it be in a cheap hotel on a beach, or the Beverly Hills Hotel, I have to go back.
Schwing!!
Schwing is what Eisha and I say whenever we see and hothothot guy. I probably said "SCHWING!" over thirty times in LA. If that whore wasn't hanging off of the perfect ten boy at Magic Mountain, I would've, um. OH, AND THE WAITERS. BUT THE BEST SCHWING OF THE ENTIRE WEEK? GTROOPA BLU, or Blake (Goof Troop is a group of some of the hottest and richest guys in the Cy Falls area) was at Eisha's Orientation. Yup, I pretty much died when I saw him. OH, BUT I HELD HIS GAZE for about .00453234 seconds.
Memory Lane!!
Eisha and I went to visit our old daycare and our old houses on Monday. Even though we were both in bad moods, it was still great. We also went to the "old" CiCi's, which wasn't that yummy. A mysterious drink appeared on our table when we left to get more pizza. I think someone was trying to slip me the date rape drug. (OMG I WOULD SLIP IT TO BLAKE ANYTIME!!!!111)
Life!!
My life in general is pretty good. I've been trying to reconnect with some of my friends. I wasn't very social this summer, and I'm starting to realize that. I'm going to try harder, I promise. It's just easier to be alone sometimes, I guess.
My grandma is not doing too well, but I'm obviously blocking that out. She's going to be okay, or.. I don't know. It's hard on all of us, but we're hold together. (Please let her be okay. PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE.)
PS I SAW Dom Monaghan from LOTR (www.dommonaghan.com) at LAX! I couldn't breathe and all I could say was "OHMYGOD" over and over. I wasn't sure it was him until he got close. I REALLY should've at least said hello. Tsk, Casey.
PPS............
Nope, it's not me. It's my hottie boombalottie Sissy (SHE'S NOT MY REAL SISTER! I just call her that..) who I spent time with all last week! MMMMM lalalalalala!