This is mine. This isn't mine.

It's early in the morning here and I haven't blogged in a few days...I wish I was sleeping like everyone else in my group, but nooooo....somehow I was convinced to set my alarm for seven and make sure that everyone got up. I did this, but then I also checked the time the park opens and realized that it isn't until later, so I'll let 'em sleep. Greedy bastards :)

Well, I believe I left off with Friday night and me being a real shitshow. Oh, brother...

Saturday....

We woke up and left for San Diego, which of course in German means a whales vagina. The drive down was enjoyable for me as I somehow managed to grab the front seat, while four others crammed in the back. We couldn't find any couchsurfing hosts, so when we arrived to the city we were searching for a cheap hostel. It appeared that the city was pretty sold out, except for one hostel room with two single beds where we were going to cram six people at still twenty bucks a person. Not the best, but at least it would be a roof. Just as we were about to book the room, life worked out. One of Janssen's friends called and told us he had a hotel room downtown that he'd be willing to share with all of us. Obviously, this was the better option. After dropping off all our stuff, we went to the nearest beach and chilled for the remainder of the beach hours (which didn't equate to too much). Then we went out in the Gaslamp and out to a few bars. San Diego has a pretty good nightlife scene and we went to a bar where we could chill and drink a few and then off to one that was a little more club like, with many more that we just didn't have the time to experience.

It's storytime for the evening. I'm making a prediction that somewhere along the journey Auren is gonna get punched. Here is why: Two times. Two times in one evening. This would be the number Auren almost got into a scuffle. The first was with some Asian chick. I really don't know the entire situation due to the fact that I hadn't been hanging out with them at the bar, but I remember seeing him talk to her and then her walking way. A few minutes later, she is coming forcefully towards him and there appeared to be some yelling. Well, she got escorted out of the bar and that was that. Some time passed and people got drunk food and we were walking home and then I instigated this, but it was taken out on him. Pretty much, there was a guy yelling about his dick and how big it was and how he'd show them and so I was like "fine, show us" This is under my whole don't-go-yelling-about-having-a-big-dick-then-not-own-up-to-it deal. He got mad, because I was being smart about it and he's like "it's a figure of speech" and asked if I had gone to college and knew what a figure of speech is. I guess "Imma show you my big dick" is a new figure of speech. So, he's yelling and he's gotten closer and he's angry. He's also trying to involve the guys by asking if I was their girlfriend and how he didn't want to hit them, because I got smart. This guy was proving to have found two new things: 1. new figures of speech and 2. logic. So, he had a hand kind of in my face and Auren kind of stepped up like could you please just lower your hand. At this point, I was saying we're cool, sorry for being dumb, we're leaving. Then the guy busts out some spanish on Auren like I'm going to kill you and Auren being able to speak spanish responds with something along the lines of you have no reason to kill. The guy then starts talking about how he has a good heart. Just when everything is looking to be cool, the guy whoooshes forward and grabs Auren's neck...It wasn't long and he just moved, but still an intense moment. I feel bad about my loudmouth, but in the end it's a story.

Moving on to Sunday. Sunday was one of those perfect type of days. We woke up and got everyone up and moving at a decent hour. Then Blake (our hookup to the hotel room) told us about an awesome beach that we needed to go to called Cornado. Apparently, it's ranked like the fourth best beach in the country. He bought us all ferry tickets and we were on our way. It was like this gorgeous perfect town. Everything was pretty, even the weeds were pretty. We ended up having to walk a few blocks before getting the beach, but once we were there it was worth it. The water had gold flakes in it. The sand was soft. There were people everywhere. Ah, perfection. We setup camp and basically spent the day laying out, playing toss and talking. What a gorgeous place. When it got to be about 5:30 we decided to head back so we could get ready for the evening. As we were walking, we realized that we weren't going to make the ferry, but that's alright, yeah that's okay, because as we were walking, there was a giant sunday night band/dance party going on. They were rockin' out oldies and people were everywhere drinking, eating and dancing. Naturally, we found our ways to the front and danced the entire time we were there. It wasn't just young people gettin' down, in fact, it was mainly older couples really showing off their dance moves and I loved it! If I'm ever going to be with a guy, he better be able to get silly. After some time of this, we had to head back to the ferry. As we were leaving some ladies stopped us and asked if we wanted to eat some of their homemade bean dip and of course we did. It was a crazy perfect town. They are all like, ohhhh we just spent a perfect day at the perfect beach and now we should just probably start having a big dance party in the town park, while the sunsets and shows us colors reserved for angels. To end our day, we ended up being able to get a Marriott room down the street from the downtown hotel we had been at (literally like three blocks away) for just seven bucks a person. Clearly, we still went downtown, but it wasn't too busy so we just chilled at a bar and enjoyed our company.

Finally, Monday's events. We woke up and left San Diego to head back to L.A. The car trip this time was not as fun, because I was in the back. Ohhhh well. When we got back to our place, we changed and headed out to Hollywood. We saw the stars on the grounds and all the little t-shirt places and people dressed up and just about as touristy as you would imagine. After this, we met up with Maria who was going to show us around. When we met up with her, we split people in cars and we didn't think. Everyone who had a phone was in one car and everyone else who's phones were either dead or broken were in another. Then the cars got seperated and that was fun little adventure of find your friends and think where they would be if you got seperated in L.A. It was only a good half hour of confusion, before everything was resolved. Then we went to UCLA's campus and that was pretty, but not too eventful. Next, Venice beach. This is the one where there are bodybuilders, street vendors, courts and interesting people. I liked it here. It was interesting and everyone just seemed to be doing their own thing without imposing on you. After playing around we got some food and then headed home, but not before being awed by the medicinal marijuana shops and getting a sticker. That night we went out to a pretty relaxed little bar called The Saddle Ranch. They had a mechanical bull and people were on it trying to win them some money. We showed up a little too late to participate in the contest, but Janssen paid for a bullride after it was all said and done. Clearly, the guy was just making her boobs shake and look like a sex symbol, but regardless, she had a good time. Also, Janssen and I walking into the bar had said we were only going to have one drink. Heading out was a different story. I was a lil tipsy and so was Janssen-her maybe more so than me. Right before leaving the bar, we got our tab. The waitress hadn't seperated everyone's things off correctly and so Janssen had a big bill and was not happy. The next five minutes were spent with Jonathon and her going through the list and every item her being like "This is mine. This isn't mine. This is mine. This isn't mine." and everytime she got to a "This isn't mine", she was so angry. The result of this was me laughing uncontrollably. She sounded so funny and it was just a funny scene...It still puts a smile on my face. Then we went home and crashed out.

Now, after writing this long blog and giving everyone more time to sleep. I'm waking their sleepy punk asses up! It's time for Six Flags and fun and MORE FUN!

I promise pictures and what not when I get more of a chance with the computer.