[saddlehill lane]

>>i don't know where my heart is, i don't know where my soul is<< nelly furtado's "i'm like a bird"

stranger
whoa, it's been a while since my last post. I've made a conscious effort to avoid writing in here, though-- i chose laziness and none of my days have really been oh so eventful.

on second thought
oh yeah, i went to socal this past weekend. It was culture shock. I went into the situation with blinders on; my mind full of the stereotypes about everyone being acrylic. And of course, that's all i saw. I was really kind of disgusted by everyone's willingness to show off their money. Seeing five audis, 15 beamers, 7 lexuses, and a handful of porsches has to mean something. Then again, i only stayed for 2.5 days, and that's definitely not enough time for me to break a place in. Sometime, i'll stay there long enough to give fair judgment. I'm a bit regretful that i went to LA pretty much intent on disliking its congested highways, bling-bling culture, and cell phone toting citizens. I think if i'd left those biases behind, i'd have had more fun. Instead, however, i dealt with a strange and uncomfortable vibe that i'm not sure existed because i put it there or because LA really isn't for me (though i think that comment doesn't have much weight until i live down south for a bit). Nevertheless, i was very happy to be back in the bay area--content to be surrounded by grittier people.

good times
i met up with palmer, susu, laura, tris, jess & peter at starbuck's tonight. It was just what i wanted--relaxing and low key.
i think i'll even be able to sleep over at laura's this saturday. yay :o)