Mini Trip to Cali

Okay so this is totally long, but read it anyway!:
(P.S--sorry it took so long!)

MY WEEKEND IN CALIFORNIA!!!

FYI 2:00 am is the perfect time to drive down the interstate in California because no one is on the road. So why am I on the road at 2:00 am? Well it begins long before tonight. A few weeks ago, I got a call asking if I wanted to come interview with san Bernardino sheriff’s department. I agreed and so today I had my interview. However, when I found out that I would be coming back to Cali, I made plans to have dinner at the most amazing sushi place in san clemente, maybe in all of OC, but whatever that’s not the point. And today after my interview (which I think I rocked) I went for sushi. I thought it was just going to be me and kristy and joe, but it wasn’t. Brittney, Brenda, and Rhonda were there too. Brittney who just turned 21 last month wanted to go out like all 21 year olds do, so I did because I don’t have anything else to do. First we go to Beach Fire, a hip, laid-back kinda place on del mar. Live music and what not. Paintings hanging on the wall are for sale. It’s a happening place for san clemente. Definitely need to hit it up on Tuesday cause its 80’s night and everyone loves the eightys. And if you don’t, no one cares and you should just stay at home!!! After a couple of drinks, we move on to OLE’S which is definitely a dive bar with pool tables and non-trendy people. There we have too much to drink and I introduce all the people there to new drinks and great toasts. How cool am i? Totally! After a while some guy tries to put his hand up Britt’s skirts so we decide to leave and go to Goody’s which is a place where you can dance, which we did. Britt is un-sober which is okay until we decide to leave and she wants to join the guy we’ve been hanging out with. We argue for about 15 minutes and she finally gets out of my car and walks down the street with this guy she’s only met once and known for like 20 minutes. I’m not her mother and I know I should be like whatever, but still I worry. This guy better not be a freak. I leave her anyway and hope she’s okay! So this is why I’m on the interstate at 2:00 am. I’m driving back from San Clemente to the hotel before I have to get up tomorrow and head to Venice Beach! A Gnarly vacation/job interview session so far!


Friday was great! We spent the first half driving up to Venice Beach which has the nicest sand that I’ve seen so far in California. There was a great breeze and some hot boys. Hopefully got some good pictures, but I don’t know. Three hours go by and we decide to wander down to the boardwalk, but we never get there. We are too fascinated with the houses that are right on the beach. And when I say right on the beach, I mean right on the beach, like walk out your door and two feet later there’s the fucking sand, right on the beach. Most of them have really beautiful glass windows. I want one of those houses! Then we decide that we need to head over to Hollywood Blvd. Visit Graumans theater and the walk of fame. So we get in the car and drive down Santa Monica Blvd which takes forever cause there are so many people in LA that it’s not funny! It takes us almost two hours to go like maybe 20 miles. But it was totally cool. We saw Beverly Hills (the sign that is in all the movies was right there on the side of the road) and totally looked like tourists cause we were taking pictures. We get lost kinda, but finally make it to Hollywood Blvd. So we park and walk around looking at all of the stars on the walk of fame and check out the Kodak theater and Graumans where all the hand and feet prints are in the concrete. It was really cool. Ran into this homeless guy (at least I think he was homeless. He was sitting on the sidewalk asking for money) who had the funniest line I've ever heard and had I had some cash I would have totally given him some, but I crack up laughing as we move on. We ate a Musso and Franks, the oldest restaurant in Hollywood. However, we were totally out of place and not dressed to eat in there, but they let us eat anyway. Then we walk some more, run into the homeless guy again who happens to remember me as the girl who cracked up at his joke, go take pictures of the Roosevelt Hotel, think about catching a movie in the Chinese theater, change our minds and walk down the Hollywood and Vine. Take that picture and head home. All in all it was an amazing trip and can’t wait to do it again, but next time we’re hitting up the Playboy Mansion and the Hollywood Sign.

To Short for Some and Not Long Enough for Others

Well this is the beginning of a new chapter in my life. Summer this year was the same and yet completely different. I graduated from Baylor in May and somehow believed that things were going to quickly fall into place, however, that is not the case by any means. I quit my lame ass job in Waco and move 2000 miles away from here thinking that I would be able to start over in some way, but that never happened. I moved to California in July. I went out there with wide eyes and a desire to never return to Texas. Only one problem, I didn't have a job! Oh well, I have three interviews in the next two months, I'm sure I'll get something right? Wrong! I made a killer mistake. I went to the beach my first week out there and seemed to never leave. I love the beach, it is so amazing and in Cali there are so many things to do. That's when things started to go down hill. I skipped interviews cause I wanted to hang at the beach with some new friends. Oh well, I have others. And I go to those others, but my hearts not in it. I'd rather be someplace else and the panel knows it. I have no real answers to their questions. I'm not really listening and just rambling off some indiscernible answer that makes sense in my mind, but out loud just sounds like gibberish. When it's over though I'm excited cause we're (my new roommates and I) are hitting the most amazing sushi spot! I always have tomorrow to find a job and that's what I'm going to do. Find a job tomorrow. And then I run out of tomorrows and now I have no job, no way to pay my rent, and my only option is to pack up what little I brought out there and head back to Texas! So I do... and just my luck, as I do another job opportunity hits me in the face. San Bernardino Sheriff's Office calls and wants to schedule an interview, but I'm already heading home. I schedule the interview anyway, thinking that I can cancel because now I'm dead set on the other coast, FLA! When I stop in Texas though, my mothers seems to think I need to stay here because she's decided to quit her job for the last three months of the year and now needs someone to help 'pay the bills'. Really she just doesn't want to be alone. I don't want to stay and protest. So the deal with FLA falls through. I'm headed back to Cali on Wednesday to interview in San Bernardino. Maybe I'll get this job. I've been kinda broke for the last month. Not like broke, broke, but broke enough to feel the pang of jealously because I want a new iPhone and can't buy one unless I put it on my credit card (which is totally acceptable) yet I have no way to make the monthly payments. Plus I want to buy other DVD's and stuff and so I really need a job! Someone help me get a job, or kick me in the ass for thinking that life was just going to fall into place without a little bit of patience and perserverance. Anyway, I'll be in Cali for two real days (Thursday and Friday). On Thursday I have the interview, that I haven't really decided that I want, but am going to anyway. Friday thought I'm totally hitting up Venice Beach in LA and maybe a club like Sinners and Saints in West Hollywood. Why do you ask, cause now's the time to do this shit, eventually I'll actually have a job and wont be able to spend Fridays at the beach and weekends partying like a rock star!