I decided to name this title after a line found in Cobra Con's song "Would You" because I didn't really know what else to title this entry. So it's been since the 22nd I guess since the last time I wrote anything. Things have changed even more since then. Imagine that. Life had been going in slow motion until recently and then suddenly everything is changing.
Starting with the most recent events on Saturday, I got a new sweater, some shirts, and a haircut. I had lost one of my rubber stoppers on my plugs so that night I got my lobes widened to 6ga from 10ga. I can now stick toothpicks and stuff through my ear now. It's tons of fun lol
Friday was a day played completely on a whim. The only thing that was actually planned was taking my car in for a service. So yes, my hazard switch is now fixed. I took it in during the morning with Danny and we had originally planned to go to CSUSB to visit German, who happened to be in Redondo anyways. We picked up Tin and went to my house and we hung out for a bit. I stared at craigslist for about 30 minutes before Rikio came by. Danny decided that we would follow an earlier stated suggestion by me: to visit Irvine to find a place to get free parking near UCI.
We left within five minutes of that, on our way to Irvine via 405 freeway. After we arrived in Irvine, I showed them the
wonderful parking that UCI has for visitors and their policy. I showed them where I had previously parked. "Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight," I counted as we passed by some visitor parking spots, some with a car in it, some without. The last car in the row had people in it. We parked over in the 8th spot while Rikio said "Look it's Pauline," which he later said that it didn't register to him that it really was her until
after he had said that. It indeed was Pauline and her friend Michelle. What we did end up doing was going to a nearby plaza to grab some food, where only Tin and Danny ended up eating, the fatties. After eating, we decided to go home so we could get stuck in the 405 traffic. I guess I fell asleep in the car for a while, though I said that I was "on the verge of falling asleep." I was awakened by the ringing of my cell phone to see that Pauline was calling me and she asked if I was interested in bringing myself and friends to see a movie later. Fuck yeah I was down, though out of all the people in the car, only Tin ended up going. I took Morgan as well that night.
I had to get my car. It was 4:15 and my car was now ready, just in time for rush hour traffic. I had no ride and my dad said he wouldn't take me until he had to go out that way at 7. So I did wait. Morgan said we would arrive at my car by 7:43 and we got to my car at exactly 7:43. "My predictions are flawless!" he said. From there, we took the wrong freeway and we got off in Westwood. We had to find the 10 East freeway. I called Pauline to let her know that we were lost. Morgan said we would arrive at her house at 8:47. After driving down Pico for what felt like a millenia, we found the 10E. For the last leg of the freeway trip, Morgan was steering while I was working the pedals as we weaved between cars, trying to make it to her house by 8:47. The funny thing was that Morgan didn't even know where Pauline lived. We arrived in front of her house at 8:47. "My predictions are flawless!" he boasted again. We went to the movie theatre in Alhambra with Pauline, Iris, and Michelle. We saw
Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist, which was interesting to see Michael Cera playing as a SxE guy. It was an enjoyable movie and contained much different humor from Superbad, which I thought was good.
11:30. The night was definitely not over. We decided on going to a haunted forest up in Pasadena. I called Mario to get directions to the place while Morgan drifted up and down the parking structure we parked in with my car. Morgan took the helm for the next portion of the night. Iris had to go home, so it was just five of us. We all went in my car.
I must say, it is really strange to sit in the back seat of your own car while it is in motion. I thought riding shotgun was weird...
We found the place and ran into another group that was just leaving. They said it was really creepy. I couldn't wait to go in there. The only problem was that I was wearing sandals. Michelle was too. While I talked about being rolled the previous adventure with haunted places, a bright, but familiar floodlight lit the forest where we walked with another group.
This time we did not get arrested. We were only told to leave.
So we did leave. The rest of the night was aimless driving all through LA county. Morgan took us through a canyon run in Pasadena, pushing my car to its limits. After nearly hitting a large deer and pack of opossum, we left the canyon and drove on the freeway and went back onto the street and somehow ended up on the other side of downtown where Slauson met the 110 freeway.
We did eventually drop Michelle and Pauline off and I did not get to slip into bed until around 4:30. It was a hell of a night. It was very easy to tag that night as an adventure. If we had another car of people, it would've been insanity.
I'm sure there are parts that I left out but that was Friday. It's nearly Tuesday now.
This week is hell week.
...Until Friday at least :D