i should be sleeping considering that i have an 830AM class 2m (and not to mention for the rest of the week too… OH LIFE!!) but i can’t soothe these mix feelings churning in my stomach. i suppose the transition from SF to LA was really quick. too quick. i was plucked out of my comfort zone of one and a half months so fast that i think i’m experiencing a bit of culture shock. it’s only sunday and i felt like 2 days had gone by.
my sunday: church at 8am, went home, pack, clean, nap, airport, plane ride, got picked up, ate, met up with friends, came back, unpack, unpack, unpack, tired, shower, tried to sleep, tumblring.
man what a long day.
as i look around my room with my roomie sound asleep and my things all packed and settled in, i feel like this is all so surreal. i’m already back in LA and this morning, i was still in SF. man this feels SO weird.
oh and not to mention that my phone is MESSED UP. slipping my phone through the security conveyor belt was seriously a nono. my screen goes berserk, showing a dance of multi colored digital pixels and sometimes, just a blank screen. and whenever someone calls me, it’s a mysterious guessing game on who that person is. now i know how eddie feels -____-
oh life.
