The Road to SoCal and the First Day

Road to SoCal
We ended up taking the scenic route (US101), which took us a total of 9 hours to get to Irvine, but that's okay. We stopped by Cal Poly SLO because Rogine wanted to check it out. It smelled like cow poop. But we took awesome pictures with our new pal, Einstein. Then we ate at a Mexican food truck thing. We got tacos.

We got to Irvine around 9PM and then my brother treated us out to Sake 2 Me all-you-can-eat sushi. It's one of my favorite places for AYCE sushi.

We headed back to my aunt's house and got comfty and showered and then we passed out.

First Day
So today, I woke up around 6AM because Nando gave me a good morning call and I couldn't go back to sleep. Rogine woke up around 9AM. We headed out to Long Beach around 11AM. We began to set my room up, which was SO much work... and hardly got a quarter of the job done, but it took us 4 hours-ish to do what we did.

I had a phone interview with Wet Seal which lasted about thirty minutes. It went really well and I have a second interview on Monday at 3PM.

Rogine and I went to Lakewood Center Mall. I bought an outfit for the interview and Rogine bought a shirt. Then we ate at Kickin Crab in Irvine and then headed back to my aunt's house.

Eventful Day - kind of.

Woke up early after a late night of talking to Fernando. I had to go with my mother to Walnut Creek for her surgical procedure. I had to drive home. I probably should have driven to the place, too, since my mother had failed to mention that the medicine she took while she was driving was the type to make her woozy and extremely high. We almost died. Her perceptions were completely off. Yeah. Very scary.

My mom's procedure was about 5 hours long. I had been told it would only take 2 to 3 hours... But no. 5 hours. So I killed 3.5 hours in downtown Walnut Creek. I ate breakfast at Sunrise Cafe (breakfast burrito and AMAZING peach green tea). Then I walked around and waited for the stores to open. I went to Sephora, Nordstrom, Forever 21, and Barnes and Noble. 

At Sephora, I got blush, a blush brush, eyeliner, and a concealer pencil. I went to Nordstrom to find myself a pair of sunglasses but none of them caught my attention. At Forever 21, I got a pair of black highwaisted zip shorts, a set of rings, and a set of earrings. I lost the matching ring to Nando's promise ring. Yeah. I died a little inside. I walked over to Barnes and Noble wanting to get a really nice planner for the school year... Walked out with two sketchbooks and a book of Grimm fairytales. No regrets.

I headed back to the place where my mom was at around 12:30 and asked if she was ready. The receptionist said it would be another hour and a half. So I sat in the car playing games on my phone and looking at fabrics for my next projects.

My mom got out around 2 and I headed back home, excited for the highly anticipated relaxation time. Boy, was I wrong. I was sent out to do more errands. My mom wanted make up so she sent me to Target and to the Sephora at JC Penny and my dad wanted to make my mom dinner so he sent me to Trader Joe's. 

Got back around 5pm and packed all my stuff in my car since I'll be leaving for SoCal tomorrow morning.

Now I'm really tired.

Until next time,

Anna Prado

Overwhelming

If I walked away right now, maybe life would be so much easier. Not for me, but for you. Nobody to pressure you, fight with you, change you... It'd just be you. Which I think is perfect. You are perfect, no matter what I say or how I act. Just one smile from you, one touch, the sound of your voice, and I can't help but forgive whatever it is that you have or haven't done. You are kindness in physical form, love that I can touch.

My discontent is partially because of me and partially because of you. Me, because I can't ever seem to keep myself from missing you and you for not recognizing that I do miss you. This distance is tearing me apart and in turn tearing us apart.

I can feel the knot in my throat, my stomach is tangled, and my chest is heavy. A feeling I'm way too familiar with. The start of heartbreak. I can feel my heart breaking - slowly, but surely. If I could get myself to cry, I'm sure I would have drained myself of life already.

I keep myself calm for the sake of my parents, myself, and for those who look to us as if we are such a perfect duo. But how long can I do this? How long can I keep my heart kept together and hidden.

Where are you? Why are you so lost to me? I'm so exhausted from missing you. Missing your attention. I'm weary, love. If I could somehow keep your interest for long enough for you to want to talk to me, call me and stay on the phone with me, or try to set up cute little webcam dates, maybe I wouldn't be hurting so much. But here I am, an uninteresting girlfriend.

I'm hurting, and even more so that you don't notice. 

My heart hurts.

New Blog! Kind of?

I'll be creating a new blog page "thing" dedicated primarily for my education and professional development and I'll be titling it very originally: "Educational and Professional Development". I know, I'm too creative. I'll post the link up on the sidebar later, so no need to fret. I just know all of you non-existent readers are just dying to know how I'm trying to establish myself in the professional world... It scares me, no doubt. 

Until next time,

Anna Prado