Happy Birthday Rob!!! Today was filled with copious amounts of tears. It was not fun. However, I did manage to drag my ass up to the Hollywood sign, tan for an hour or two (and got lots of freckles!), and did all my drafting homework. Jordan and I were supposed to go to San Pedro cause I need a picture of a suspension bridge there for my History of Architecture scavenger hunt project, but he was chained to his Phil Driscoll rendering desk and it was dark by the time he was done. So instead we went to The Grove, got me some new headphones (i'd had a string of bad headphone luck), had a lovely dinner and then he ALLLLLMOST talked me into seeing a movie, but since I hate seeing movies in theatres, I declined. So instead we walked around the farmers market, were about to get pinkberry, but then Jordan said we should go to Brentwood so I could get green tea! YESSSSS! So off to brentwood we went. Post frozen yogurt Jordan went to the movie with Ben and I went home to sleep.
January 31
Hollywood sign hike. Tanning. Headed down to San Pedro and met Jordan at Ben's, hopped in his car and we took several snaps of the suspensions bridge, some of a greek revival house, and did several fishtails in his car cause he's crazy. We then got in our respective cars and headed to Jordan's famous frozen yogurt place! It was insane. For frozen yogurt that's bigger than a large pinkberry it's only 100 calories! I didn't buy it, but the girl working there swore it was true. Mmmmm artificial sweetener! It was really good though. And their toppings were yogurtland calibre. We soon had a lovely visit from Ben, and the three of us discussed cannon ball holes in walls, cars, heartbreak, sororities and how i should have my own reality show. Not so into the whole reality show idea. After we finished our yogurt and the boys had got me an extra cup of peanut M&Ms straight up, I peaced. (Gotta love frozen yogurt and m&ms for dinner). Had to go home and anxiously await the arrival of my true love - she and Dave arrived home from Aspen at 9! So i went home, got dumped via text, shed some overly dramatic tears, and had a love fest with Leigh upon her arrival home.
February 1
New day, new month, changes were in order. I decided that for the month of February I would starve myself. And by starve myself i mean eat super healthy with the exception of Valentine's Day and Tony's birthday party. Leigh was down. She added no alcohol to the mix as well, which I would've done anyways, and we recruited Jess & Julia to the bandwagon. Ok so continuing with the theme of bettering myself, I hiked, and then came home and called the great and powerful Lynn Pierce. Thankfully she works Mondays. So I trekked on down to San Diego for a little soul rejuvenation! A wonderful hour + of massage, chakra cleansing, energy balancing, and advice giving later, I emerged a brand new girl! She's so wonderful. My drive home was traffic-free, and chock-full of new Vampire Weekend. I stopped in HB, picked up my newly repaired surfboard from HSS and then continued on up the 405 and ended up at Cameron's. He threw together dinner for me, we went to whole foods so i could stock up on my cereals, and had a painfully maddening conversation about how i need to show people that i have demand by going out to clubs and dating lots of guys. Two things that i'm soooooooo not interested in. Sorry Cameron. I'm not a typical LA girl and have no interest in becoming one! Next up on the busy-day agenda was pilates. The class was full. And most of them were guys (Myara's fiances friends), it was funny. Came home and chilled out with Leigh while watching the Bachelor and DH.
February 2
It's funny how groundhog day really means nothing in LA! Went to the gym for training & spinning. Jad kicked my ASS today! I liked it. I was also doing my circuit beside David Spade who was hunched on the floor resembling a homeless man... David Spade, Neve Campbell, who will I see next? I found out that Shakira and Posh spice also work out there. I really should become more observant. Went home. Washed my hair. Had lunch. Went to FIDM to get OSAP admin stuff signed, and then decided to walk to the Bradbury Building... at least I think that's what it was called... to take a pic of the interior for the scavenger hunt project. I put Taking Back Sunday and Less than Jake on my ipod and tried to pretend I was back in the U of T days walking around downtown toronto. No such luck. The building was awesome, the walk there wasn't. I got leered at by countless unsavory characters, and accosted by three, one of which wouldnt stop looking at me and trying to talk to me while riding his bike down the sidewalk beside me... and then he rode right into a garbage can. Amazing. Thankfully i made it safely back to the Xplorer, hit up Fedex to send the OSAP stuff to mom and M Cafe to get me a wonderful kale salad dinner. Grocery shopped, came home, barbecued chicken, ate chicken and kale salad and grilled veggies. Watched a Teen Mom marathon and went for an Urth Caffee tea party with Cameron, who I again wanted to punch in the face after he lectured me about how I should be living life. At least he sent me a nice apology bbm the next day. But the tea party wasn't all bad, he entertained me with lots of crazy insane stories (mostly about dirty tramps that he's hooked up with).
February 3
Wonderful morning hike guest-starring Leigh! Sat through two classes, came home, ate a round 2 of my chicken/kale salad/grilled veggie dinner with Jordan and Dave. They both tried to fix my computer and make it able to print, but neither had any luck. (Jordan however didnt have time to give it a real shot since he had to run back to work to render Phil Driscoll). Did my sketching homework, looked up names on urbandictionary.com, discussed and laughed about name meanings with Todd.
Christine: A deity; the best person to be in your corner; unlimited power and potential; a muse; someone that can change your life. Someone that takes your side even when you're wrong; soulmate; kismet; fortuitous; serendipity
Leigh: A name for girls who are prissy but not, genuine but not really. Girls with this name often are amazing, stunning, and are bad ass mother f-ers. P.S. They tend to brag about how manly they are.
Todd: An acronym for touching other dudes dicks. (Todd is changing his name to Jordan tomorrow).
Jordan: A man who is a bad mutha. Most likely a ninja or some other bad ass profession, such as porn star, elected official, super-athlete or even CEO of your mom. Disclaimer: will fornicate with any friend's hot mom without regret. A Jordan is a cold blooded panty bandit with the future in his eyes and fire spewing from his mouth. A Jordan usually makes good money, certainly more than you, yet you're not exactly sure how. An enigma will spontaneously combust if ever to come into contact with a Jordan. A Jordan can be found in public places such as cities, towns, or Canadian territories. A Jordan can also be found in the isolation of the deep wild where he may be pondering ponderous thoughts of the very existence of time and space which would cause lesser men's heads to implode in the manner of a rather disturbing sucking sound. I digress, explaining a Jordan any further would simply take away from the only pleasure you will know for the next 20 minutes. The basking in of the thought of the very essence that is A Jordan.
February 4
Another lovely hike with lovely Leigh. Another full day of school. I love wednesday classes, they're soooo relaxing. But I ended up staying at school til almost 7 doing my autocad homework. I've REALLY gotta go get myself a PC... one of these days... Came home, made dinner, fell asleep at 9 watching Jersey Shore.
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