Having a friend who you can consider a sister, is when you know life is almost complete (all I need is a spouse and children). I have the sister I never had growing up, and I love her so much for it. I really am lucky. And I am really happy.
Even with the help of K, I still was the butt of jokes at 292. I still count with my fingers, and I still have to use a caclulator. The aspect of being able to hang out with my friend for a session of studying was exciting at first, then a huge dark cloud swarmed over me, and BAM. I was not excited as I drove there- a serious frown took over my face, I gripped my wheel, and my mind raced.
I left with the feeling that math has made me realize my self worth.. which is nothing.
I had an amzaing night in Hollywood last night. OMG, I haven’t been in downtown in forever. I kinda miss the little thrill of fear from the grimy and dirty streets, and the mix of the old and new architecture. And as the saying goes, “Food is better dirty.” The 70 years and still going strong Pink’s was sooo delicious. It has history and such an amazing diverse demographic it made me happy. There were old people, young people, white people, mexican people, asian people, black people, ALL SORTS OF PEOPLE. All waiting in line for one common thing: an LA hotdog. It was so delicious. GAWD I’m practically drooling right now.
After last night, it made me miss LA so much. Irvine will never be the melting pot that I grew up in. The Hollywood Bowl has such class and history its atmosphere was intoxicating (or was it all the second hand pot smoke and heavy beer laden oxygen lol), and again the demographics were so diverse. Rich people, die hard fans, indies, hippies, mainstreamers, all where there. Jack Johnson sold out the Hollywood Bowl. Top notch man. He had the most amazing set too. He brought a grip load of guest singers all natives to Hawaii, and it was amazing. You can’t not smile while listening to his singles and duets, and all that ukelele. And the section where I sat, amazing. They were right behind the boxes, and with my new laser eyes, I coul see everything! And our section were all up on our feet dancing, pleasantly buzzed with huge grins, and singing along. We were all friends by the end of the night.
AND I also bought my very first hawked concert tee. You know, the shady looking men who stand outside the venues who yell “Buy your motherfuckin’ Jack Johnson shirts. 10 dollas, 10 dollas.” (yes, that really happened) I got a bargin out of them too. This guy didn’t have a size small in light grey, so he gave me two for $10. I didn’t even have to try, he just offered me, muwahha. The fact that Pink’s was only 2 miles away from the Bowl made the night amazing too. GAWD I’m all over the place, but I just can’t think straight right now.. but holy shit, their hotdogs were crispy (I have no idea how), the guys were SO NICE and friendly, and they had old school drinks in glass bottles. It was so cute. Bubble up- the old school Seven-up. SO CUTE. and I Yoo-Hoo’s? Its been forever since I’ve had that. Sigh I’m so happy. I love LA. I’m going to move downtown sometime during my young adult life and have a ball.
This is how I feel about every math problem that I do. Why am I not getting anything? I’d rather write an essay, or asses an article than go through problems after problems of math and getting disheartened every time I try. I woke up this morning at 6:30 AM to study for my 9AM quiz today. I hope I do well. I went to bed at 2AM, and my body and mind have been wrecked a havoc.
Today I had a day of insane familiarity. it felt so weird because I can confidently say that I grew up with K. We went through grade school and all of high school together.
It was so weird talking to her about credit cards, tax claims, and tuition. We have gone such a long way from our music blasting days with our windows down. after hanging out with my recovering anorexic cousin last night, it made me realize that I lived the ideal childhood: I had great friends, an amazing family, and lived up the high school life. My 14 year old cousin spent her freshman year in rehab. She told me that she was afraid that she would never be able to live up the high school life.
I don’t pray, but I will keep her in mind and help her in anyway that I can on her road to recovery.
But before I talk about my LASIK surgery, here s clever take on Dali:
So yesterday I had my LASIK surgery. I woke up this morning, with a little blurred vision, but around 4 pm today, I was able to see. I saw. I saw everything. Everything to the littlest leaves on the trees, to the furtherest car down the road. I am so happy. The world is so beautiful. Everything is beautiful. Seeing. Sight. The ability to see in such clarity is beautiful.