Monday

Have you ever felt so tired that you're not?
Or if you're really hungry, but you can't eat because it seems your stomach started to digest itself and all you feel is sick and, well, not hungry?

Kinda how I feel.

Let's see if I can describe myself.
And what I plan to do.

I am 5'4.
I have chocolate eyes.
Short, shoulder length hair that's usually midnight brown.
But is now a lighter redish-brown color.
I am of Asian-American mixed.
I like art.
I like how when I paint, and I get it all over my hands,
It makes me feel like I've accomplished something.
I love that feeling.
I like to read.
I hate Twilight.
Don't judge me.
I love to write.
Obviously.
I love reading poetry,
It's like a window into someone's mind.
Have you felt like that?

I am 13.

Did I surprise you?

Oh.
I like surprises.
It makes me feel like I have no control over anything.
And I like that feeling.
Like I'm on a ride,
and I have absolutely no clue where I'm going.
That's everyday.

My other blog.
"IT'S ALL FICTION."

It's more of a story I'm writing.
I want to see how it turns out.
But that can be a secret, can't it?
Unless you read this, then I guess it's not anymore.

Sorry.

I wonder if someone will actually read this.
You can never know, huh?

Today.

Do you really want to know what I did today?

Well, I'll tell you, because I can't really know the answer, now can I?
Don't hate me for that.

Today.

I went with my grandparents shopping.
Yeah, interesting, huh?
Sarcasm, I'm reading your mind.
Ha.

So, we went to the Newport Gallaria.
That place is huge.
Have you been there?
Well, if you haven't, it is like New York on a smaller scale.

No joke.
Maybe exaggeration.
But not a joke.

It's got like DG and Coach and Prada.
Well, Prada's still being finished.
But I hope you get the point.
I think it's two stories.
Very beautiful building.
Got little cafe's and shops.
Most of it is major stores.
It has SaxFifthAvenue
Macy's
Bloomingdales
and Normstrom.
I looked through almost every store.
They have this one store
Wet Seal
It looked pretty cool.
I didn't go in though.
Maybe I should have.

So,
We went into a lot of stores.
I was kinda surprised, since my grandparents are...
Well, they're my grandparents.
No direspect to them.

By the Way,
As I write this,
My ipod is playing
"That's what you get"
by Paramore.
My ipod is on shuffle.
But I thought it kinda fit what I was writing.
Well, sort of...

Anyways.
They surprised me.
I told you I like surprises.

So after about an hour of wandering,
We went to eat at a Cafe.
Except it was spelled "SOMETHING CAFFE"
(the something was a name that I don't remember.)
So it wasn't French.
It was Italian.
Isn't that strange?
I think it's funny.

So we ate at the Italian Caffe.
I got this pasta,
but it was like,
a desert pasta.
It had brown sugar
and pumpkin
and sage.
I couldn't eat it.
It was, so
Unlunchlike
and it just,
couldn't be eaten by me then.
I mean,
don't get me wrong,
it was goooooooooooooodddddd.
I mean,
YUM!
But I just couldn't eat it.
I hope you don't get that feeling eating something,
it makes you all sad
because it's so good,
but you just know it's not right.

So my grandparents and I talk about stuff.
Future stuff.
Like college and
Stuff.
And my grandpa is fasinated by all the pictures that are around us.
There was two lovers,
and fryers.
That was his favorite.
And then there was one,
with two boys,
using plants,
to sword fight.

I liked that one.

So after we eat,
we go back to Sephora
and I got a Make-up consoltaion.
You know, when someone does your make up
and tells you what to put on.
Yeah, that.
So, I got one.
And the lady used Stila.
And my grandma bought me the make-up.
It was a lot of money.
And I feel bad because
well,
the money was spent on make-up.
And not,
well,
something more productive.
I don't like this feeling.
But I like the make-up.
What I really wanted was this lip-gloss.
That was it.
And they didn't have it.
So, I could have just got that lip gloss somewhere else,
right?
But no,
I got the make-up.
I guess that's good.
At least I have eye shadow
and stuff.

Still want that lip gloss.
It was
ANGEL
KISS ME
by
PHILOSOPHY

and it smelled good,
and it didn't make my lips all sticky
or dry
or anything.
It was just good.
I hope I can get that some day.
I liked it a lot.

But anyways.
I got a bunch of make-up for my birthday,
and it's not until December.
But you see,
my grandparents live in Oregon.
And I live here.
L.A.

In a little beach town.

Well, it's not so little.


So they came,
for the week,
or so.
Cause I'm off all of Thanksgiving week.
It's cool.


I thank them a lot.
Like, a lot a lot.
But I still feel
like I want to thank them more.
I mean,
I didn't know what I wanted.
And they took me shopping
going with the flow.
I think that's cool.

Still thinking about the lip gloss.
I know I shouldn't.
But I'm a strange girl.

And I mean,
if you tried that stuff.
You might still think about it too.
Ha.
Or maybe not.
Maybe you have something better to do.

"All the World's a stage, and all the men and women are merely players."

-William Shakespeare

It fits,
don't you think?

I do.


Live well.
Breathe well.
And don't look back.

Jazz -  That'sAllYourGetting