never grow up. never surrender.

i left portland on a good note laughing about junior high with buster and alex. boarded the oakland bound bus at 6, got the last available seat, next to behemoth frog man//santa claus who was taking up the majority of my sit along with his own, telling me about running from his p.o. to central america where he'd spent the last four years drinking inconcievable amounts of rum and getting the shit fucked out of him by hookers. moved to a new seat as soon as possible, slept about one hour, got off in sacramento at about 7 am and went after some coffee and early morning skateboarding. got on the new bus at 10, and sat next to my newest friend maryjane, a girl from spokane who has a thing for travelling for free. we talked and talked and were silent in ccomplete sleepless greyhound delirium for the ride, and made a pact to meet up in a month, where we will be travelling to "the south" together, as it's the only place in the us niether of us have really been. spontaneity that feels really really good like exciting and fun and new friends but also learning and growing in a real life kind of way instead of a reading a book and maybe talking about it kind of way. super stoked on this, we get out at oakland and find sunny 70 degree weather, tell some jokes, then molly picks me up and we have a pretty epic day of scenic drives and yelling at each other and bagels and hills and raven and pizza and the beach:

i sewed on an "addition" to my hood which is why it looks so stupid. its comfier now. the beach and the ocean had a totally different effect on me this time, not all loneliness and dark. stayed up late late late and now i'm still exhausted but i'm feeling real good in life. busy like never before catching up with friends i haven't seen for years in a few hours then moving on. tonight dinner at kyle's which is soooo exciting! hopes and positive attitudes and way too many cigarrettes. questioning myself a million times a day. learning (AGAIN) to be confident and cool. whatever dork.