LA Bound...

I purposely delayed writing another entry until the link to my blog got pushed off the front page of my Facebook. I figured if I write only because people read/comment, then I'd be writing for them and will probably eventually stop writing when I realize no one is reading my blog. So I decided to just write for myself and purposely waited until now.


Going to LA tomorrow for the 3 day weekend...

Someone asked me why I don't just move to LA since I go down so much. This entry will be more about why I go to LA rather than why I'm choosing not to move to LA.

Aside from the fact that I love my friends and I'm always concerned about my mom who lives alone in LA, I've recently come to realize that another (and growing) reason for such frequent visits wasn't any person or event or party at all. It was a feeling that planted itself in me before I even realized it: FEAR.

I've been meeting really great people (I think, anyway) and making friends (I hope, anyway) almost every time I've gone down to LA. The fear stems from the idea that if I don't continue my frequent trips, all the relationships I built with people I met will be lost and forgotten. We all know the ridiculous amount of 'friends' people have on Facebook and Twitter and TwitFace or whatever but seriously, how many of them are FRIENDS?

It wasn't only until I sat down and really thought about all my trips that I realized my fear was a pretty significant force behind all my trips. It also wasn't until I really thought about my friends and relationships that my FRIENDS will always be there, no matter how often I see them. This has been proven to me numerous times through my friendship with my best friend. I used to see the guy twice a year at most and there's never been a doubt that we're best friends, no, brothers. If I can keep and maintain such friendship with him, then I'm sure I can do the same with some (let's be realistic here, it won't be all) of the people I connect with during my trips to LA. And let's face it, if it doesn't happen then as cliche as it is to say this, it just wasn't mean to be...

I always feel like I have to condense my thoughts into a few paragraphs. I imagined this entry being a very long one (that's what she said) but felt the need to cut it down to make it readable? With that said, after this weekend, I won't be back down to LA for a while, until another 3-day weekend probably... So let's make it LEGEN... wait for it... hope you're not lactose intolerant... DAIRY!!!

Introduction to One Boring @$$ Blog

What is the best way to introduce a blog!?

I debated going right into all these thoughts running through my mind but decided a 10 page first post wouldn't be such a great idea...

My friend has a page where people can anonymously ask questions about anything and he chooses to answer if he wants to. I find this intriguing because I often find myself wanting to ask my friends or acquaintances questions that I normally wouldn't ask... But on the other hand, the anonymous poster will know me and my views on the topic while I know nothing about him/her... Eh, whatever.

With that said, I believe you can comment on this anonymously so feel free to ask away and I'll probably answer some of them. I say some because I assume most questions will be too immature for even my standards... but surprise me?