Chapter 1

September 29

Well here I am.  LA life has begun.  My last morning at home consisted of finishing packing my 2 huge suitcases and 1 big suitcase (impossible!), going to Gryfe's to get some quality Jewish bagels to bring with me, and that was it.  Berkley was supposed to have to wait at home while my parents drove me to the airport, but he decided to run outside and jump in the car while we were loading in my suitcases, so we figured we better bring him.  At the airport I bid farewell to him & my parents, paid excessive overweight baggage fees, and got my F1 Visa no problem!  While sitting at the gate drinking a ginger green tea and ginger molasses cookie from Starbucks I noticed a girl with a Bichon sticking his head out of a bag!  I went over and said hi and saw that this dog was totally Berkley's twin!  Usually bichons all look pretty different but this one totally couldve been berkley 5 years ago!  (Quincy was only 4).  So strangely enough Quincy and his owner Kristen sat beside me on the plane and it was so fun!  I couldn't believe how good he was in his little bag - Berkley would NEVER sit in a bag for that long!  He'd unzip himself and march up to business class (and demand that a blanket be put on the seat before he jumped up on it). 

Anyways, so I hop off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan.  Oh wait, that's Miley Cyrus.  I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and a dozen bagels.  While waiting for my bags I caught the eye of a guy walking past me.  We made eye contact for a second too long, he gets the attention of his porter (he had a porter) and tells him to wait a second.  Mystery man then walks over to me and conversation goes like this:

"You were just in Toronto" 

"Yup... and I assume you were too?" 

"Yeah, I saw you going through security" 

He then started saying something about airports and I interrupted with "stop staring at me so intently!" while laughing.... cause his bright blue eyes were burning holes in my retinas.  

"Am I making you nervous?"

"Kind of" 

"What's wrong?  Do you not usually get spoken to by strangers?"

"Nope" 

And then he made some comment about how I must only talk to people that my parents introduce me to, I told him to stop making fun of me, he asked me my name, said it was very nice to meet me, and walked off.  Bizarre.  I thought he'd at least try to ask for my phone number or something.

Leigh was waiting for me outside, and we went straight to Beverly Hills to find her an outfit at Planet Blue for Ashley's rehearsal dinner.  She bought a cute skirt for the dinner and wickedddd ripped black jeans.  We then went home, I lugged all my suitcases inside and started the horrendous task of unpacking.  We had dinner, Leigh went to acting class, and I watched prime time tv (90210 is totally my fave show, fell asleep during melrose place).  

September 30

Woke up at 6:30, lied in bed til 7.  Ate breakfast with Leigh, hiked to the Hollywood Sign (to the top and back in 2 hours - definitely a personal record)!  It was SUCH a nice hike.  Hardly anyone on the trail, hardly any horse poo on the trail, saw a bunny, saw 2 pretty black horses and the weather was just so beautifully crisp.  After getting ready for the day and organizing my room a bit more Leigh came home from errand running and I drove her to the airport to catch her flight to Aspen.  After LAX I went to AT&T and was pleasantly surprised to find out that i could switch to a plan and still keep my pay as you go phone number!  But since I don't have a social security number, I had to give them a stupid $500 deposit that I don't get back for a year.  That sucked.  Stepping out of AT&T I realized that since I was feeling homesick, I deserved a cupcake.  So I got a vanilla hazelnut (limited edition).  I then went to get my blackberry unlocked at the unlock shop on Melrose, and noticed 2/3 OFF SALE signs all over Fred Segal!  The sale had started! I missed the first day!  So I dropped off my phone and kicked it on back to Freddy's.  Unfortunately most of the stuff was pretty picked over, however I did get my mom and I some free city longsleeve shirts.

Picked up my phone, went to Studio City (insert loving *sigh* here) to get 2 curling irons that leigh had ordered to give to dave to bring to the wedding tomorrow... I really love studio city.  Not as much as I love Beverly Hills, but I just love neighborhoods where everything you need is in walking distance.  Obviously.  That's what i'm used to.  Ummmm came home, went to Gelson's & got dinner, ate it in the backyard,came inside only to hear "Go Pax go! Go Pax Go!" being chanted outside the kitchen window!!!  So I scurried over and peeked out from behind the blinds only to see Pax Jolie-Pitt on a bike going off a tiny little jump (we're talking a 10cm jump made from a board of wood and a log).  Ohhhhh how I love living across from Brangelina!  I couldn't spy long enough to see if the man with him was Brad or a bodyguard because I didn't want to be seen.  I then organized my room more, watched Top Model and ate my cupcake (not so great - the icing wasn't very hazelnutty).  Now i'm researching California speed limits.  Driving test tomorrow.  Wish me luck!!

*I apologize for no pictures... been too busy to take them.