So yesterday I went on this tour through L.A. on the Metro with Victoria. (: It was pretty fun, but we walked around waaaay too much. We went to four stops. First was downtown L.A. It's so dirtyyy there, and the places are so run-down. D: Forty-five minutes there. Then we went to Hollywooood. (: This one pirate woman came up to me and offered to take a picture with me, so I was like 'Uh. Okay.' Then Victoria took two pictures for me, and the woman was like 'TIPS. I accept TIPS. TIPS.' So Victoria's dad gave her five dollars. O___O
Next stop was Union Station. Small little place with stalls selling cheap goods everywhere. (: It was pretty nice. Last place was Chinatownnn. Elizabeth dumped me on this ride that was waaay too small for me, and kept going around and arounddd. And she took a video of it too. -__- And we ate dinner at Chinatown too. (: It was actually really, really good. Well, as good as Chinese food can get.
By that time, it was like ten o'clock, so Victoria's mom was like 'Why don't you save your mom the hassle of picking you up and just stay for a sleepover?' Kinda shocking. Neither of us expected it. And MY mom actually said yes too. O___O So we had a sleepover.
Victoria had some kind of a recital the next day, so her mom made us sleep at 12:30. But when we got into bed (I took her bed and she took the floor HAHAHA) we couldn't fall asleep. So we kept talking in the dark. Pretty good bonding moments. (: Four hours whispering about family problems and boys and friends and all the changes we're going through. I felt so much better after talking about everything. So thank you Victoria. I love you so much. <3>
The metro stationnn. (:This picture cost $5. I might as well put it up.
The 50 cent ride that was probably the most embarassing moment of my lifeee. -__- Chinatown. Right outside that umbrella shop. (: Victoria's creaky creaky bed. (:
And I saw Chris at the Metro on our way back. I had to shout at him for him to look, though.
Oh and also. Today I was determined to make some kind of an account on Flickr or Dropshots or Photobucket. You can only upload like fifty pictures a month for Flickr, and there's only 500 pictures available for Dropshots. And somebody was using my email on Photobucket. Which kinda scared me, but oh well. I just used my AOL. (:
And now I feel so proudddd of myself. (: But I feel like that often.
"As long as you have a nipple, you can milk ANYTHING!"
Today was Coach Mark's birthdayyy. (: So we took a break from the usual swimming laps and just ate pizza and cake and chilled. Everyone was hanging out near the pool, but I didn't want to fall in, so I dragged people with me outside. Chris, Elliot, Ariel, Daniel, Tiffany, and Tina. (:
I don't know how it happens, but whenever I'm near somewhere with a cake, the frosting ends up in my face. -__- This time, I had three flavors: vanilla, chocolate, and coffee. As opposed to that other cake fight. There was only vanilla. But I only got it on my face this time. :D Not in my hair or down my shirt. Daniel did explode a Pepsi in my face, though. -__- And he's, what, seven years old? -__-
Then we started Truth-or-Dare. Of course, it only lasted three turns. That game never lasts long. I got tackled and rolled down the hill and tickle-tortured. D: And the grass made my skin freaking itchyy. We sat in a circle and told jokes when we got tired. (: And talked about 'Date Movie'. Haha I want to watch it now. Who wants to watch with me? (: Ariel's gonna grow up to be a stand-up comedian. I swear.
Altogether, a fun fun funnn day. (: I could say 'let's do it again!', but it's only a once-in-a-year thing. (Unless we have another party for Coach Derek's birthday.) And when it happens next year, some people will be gone and some new people will come in. And this might not even happen next year. Who knows? ):
Aaahhh I think too much. Mostly of the future. That's why I don't get most stuff done. -__- But tomorrow I'm going to go on this trip with Victoria. On the Metro Station or something. So I gotta go charge my cellphone, my iPod, and my camera. It'll be funnn. (: And I hope I don't lose my camera again. -__-
So yesterday I went on this tour through L.A. on the Metro with Victoria. (: It was pretty fun, but we walked around waaaay too much. We went to four stops. First was downtown L.A. It's so dirtyyy there, and the places are so run-down. D: Forty-five minutes there. Then we went to Hollywooood. (: This one pirate woman came up to me and offered to take a picture with me, so I was like 'Uh. Okay.' Then Victoria took two pictures for me, and the woman was like 'TIPS. I accept TIPS. TIPS.' So Victoria's dad gave her five dollars. O___O
Next stop was Union Station. Small little place with stalls selling cheap goods everywhere. (: It was pretty nice. Last place was Chinatownnn. Elizabeth dumped me on this ride that was waaay too small for me, and kept going around and arounddd. And she took a video of it too. -__- And we ate dinner at Chinatown too. (: It was actually really, really good. Well, as good as Chinese food can get.
By that time, it was like ten o'clock, so Victoria's mom was like 'Why don't you save your mom the hassle of picking you up and just stay for a sleepover?' Kinda shocking. Neither of us expected it. And MY mom actually said yes too. O___O So we had a sleepover.
Victoria had some kind of a recital the next day, so her mom made us sleep at 12:30. But when we got into bed (I took her bed and she took the floor HAHAHA) we couldn't fall asleep. So we kept talking in the dark. Pretty good bonding moments. (: Four hours whispering about family problems and boys and friends and all the changes we're going through. I felt so much better after talking about everything. So thank you Victoria. I love you so much. <3>
The metro stationnn. (:This picture cost $5. I might as well put it up.
The 50 cent ride that was probably the most embarassing moment of my lifeee. -__- Chinatown. Right outside that umbrella shop. (: Victoria's creaky creaky bed. (:
And I saw Chris at the Metro on our way back. I had to shout at him for him to look, though.
Oh and also. Today I was determined to make some kind of an account on Flickr or Dropshots or Photobucket. You can only upload like fifty pictures a month for Flickr, and there's only 500 pictures available for Dropshots. And somebody was using my email on Photobucket. Which kinda scared me, but oh well. I just used my AOL. (:
And now I feel so proudddd of myself. (: But I feel like that often.
"As long as you have a nipple, you can milk ANYTHING!"
Today was Coach Mark's birthdayyy. (: So we took a break from the usual swimming laps and just ate pizza and cake and chilled. Everyone was hanging out near the pool, but I didn't want to fall in, so I dragged people with me outside. Chris, Elliot, Ariel, Daniel, Tiffany, and Tina. (:
I don't know how it happens, but whenever I'm near somewhere with a cake, the frosting ends up in my face. -__- This time, I had three flavors: vanilla, chocolate, and coffee. As opposed to that other cake fight. There was only vanilla. But I only got it on my face this time. :D Not in my hair or down my shirt. Daniel did explode a Pepsi in my face, though. -__- And he's, what, seven years old? -__-
Then we started Truth-or-Dare. Of course, it only lasted three turns. That game never lasts long. I got tackled and rolled down the hill and tickle-tortured. D: And the grass made my skin freaking itchyy. We sat in a circle and told jokes when we got tired. (: And talked about 'Date Movie'. Haha I want to watch it now. Who wants to watch with me? (: Ariel's gonna grow up to be a stand-up comedian. I swear.
Altogether, a fun fun funnn day. (: I could say 'let's do it again!', but it's only a once-in-a-year thing. (Unless we have another party for Coach Derek's birthday.) And when it happens next year, some people will be gone and some new people will come in. And this might not even happen next year. Who knows? ):
Aaahhh I think too much. Mostly of the future. That's why I don't get most stuff done. -__- But tomorrow I'm going to go on this trip with Victoria. On the Metro Station or something. So I gotta go charge my cellphone, my iPod, and my camera. It'll be funnn. (: And I hope I don't lose my camera again. -__-
Impress me. Sing along to Bon Jovi and Muse with me. Watch Lion King until your eyes hurt. Laugh at all my jokes. Buy me striped clothing on my birthday! Learn to love my Mickey. (: Memorize my phone number, and memorize it RIGHT. Buy me CD albums for my birthday/Christmas/anything! Never tell me you want to watch me swim. Get me Vitamin Water when I'm stressed. (: Tell me your life story. I'll tell you mine.
