...............where do I begin....
As i'm sitting here and about to get dressed for a loooong ass party at the Furniture Warehouse (a rock pub).
I'm listening to some GnR and Poison....it suddenly hits me how much i miss Los Angeles.
So...recently I got back from my trip to Hollywood....it was one of the better experiences I ever had.
It's like from all the times I've been there...this time was the best one.
There's something about LA...not many people like it but I love it.
From the moment I walk through the LAX doors and smell that dry sweet smell, I feel at home.
Like as if i'm alive once more...I feel like my soul is back in my body again,...I can feel my heart beating and everything looks, smells and feels better.
I had such a great time,...waking up in the morning and feeling the sun hitting my face.
Getting into a hot rental car and listening to KROQ while driving on Sunset blvd.
It was even more fun because my friend had never seen LA...so i was also being a tourguide ;-)
Hanging out in all the bars and getting into conversations with total strangers...all with interesting stories and backgrounds.
Getting to meet some really interesting people,...some of whom I would love to keep as friends.
It's funny how the overall perception of LA is that people are fake...so far in my experience...they're some of the most real and curious people I've ever met.
I've met more real/interesting people in 1 week being in LA than 2.5 years in Canada or 5 years UK and 16 years of Holland
Which makes it even more depressing when I have to leave to go back to Vancouver.
When my friend asked me why I was so depressed the night before our flight,...I told him this: Whenever I leave LA it feels like I'm leaving behind my greatest love....we're not breaking up....we're just moving apart even though we love each other forever...and somehow we 'll see each other soon...but the time apart is painfull.
The pain literally feels like heart break....you can't breath...you feel tired....you want to scream but none of it matters...there's nothing you can do to numb the pain.
The morning before our flight, I got up early and got a shower then without drying myself up,...I just put on my clothes and walked outside...
As I walked on Vine Street (towards Sunset blvd) I had the Hollywood sign in front of me....I looked at it and felt this really sad smile on my face...almost as if was it was my last time I would ever see it.
We spent the rest of the day in Santa Monica before driving to the airport.
Once on the plane,...I felt all empty again...like as in I left something behind...a part of me...my soul.
It is true that you'll lose your soul in Hollywood....it's just that I always manage to find it when I'm there....as if it's waiting for me at LAX.
I've made myself a promise that i will not break....I will fly out to LA at least once every 3 to 4 months....untill my acting carreer gets started properly here in Vancouver.
As i'm sitting here and about to get dressed for a loooong ass party at the Furniture Warehouse (a rock pub).
I'm listening to some GnR and Poison....it suddenly hits me how much i miss Los Angeles.
So...recently I got back from my trip to Hollywood....it was one of the better experiences I ever had.
It's like from all the times I've been there...this time was the best one.
There's something about LA...not many people like it but I love it.
From the moment I walk through the LAX doors and smell that dry sweet smell, I feel at home.
Like as if i'm alive once more...I feel like my soul is back in my body again,...I can feel my heart beating and everything looks, smells and feels better.
I had such a great time,...waking up in the morning and feeling the sun hitting my face.
Getting into a hot rental car and listening to KROQ while driving on Sunset blvd.
It was even more fun because my friend had never seen LA...so i was also being a tourguide ;-)
Hanging out in all the bars and getting into conversations with total strangers...all with interesting stories and backgrounds.
Getting to meet some really interesting people,...some of whom I would love to keep as friends.
It's funny how the overall perception of LA is that people are fake...so far in my experience...they're some of the most real and curious people I've ever met.
I've met more real/interesting people in 1 week being in LA than 2.5 years in Canada or 5 years UK and 16 years of Holland
Which makes it even more depressing when I have to leave to go back to Vancouver.
When my friend asked me why I was so depressed the night before our flight,...I told him this: Whenever I leave LA it feels like I'm leaving behind my greatest love....we're not breaking up....we're just moving apart even though we love each other forever...and somehow we 'll see each other soon...but the time apart is painfull.
The pain literally feels like heart break....you can't breath...you feel tired....you want to scream but none of it matters...there's nothing you can do to numb the pain.
The morning before our flight, I got up early and got a shower then without drying myself up,...I just put on my clothes and walked outside...
As I walked on Vine Street (towards Sunset blvd) I had the Hollywood sign in front of me....I looked at it and felt this really sad smile on my face...almost as if was it was my last time I would ever see it.
We spent the rest of the day in Santa Monica before driving to the airport.
Once on the plane,...I felt all empty again...like as in I left something behind...a part of me...my soul.
It is true that you'll lose your soul in Hollywood....it's just that I always manage to find it when I'm there....as if it's waiting for me at LAX.
I've made myself a promise that i will not break....I will fly out to LA at least once every 3 to 4 months....untill my acting carreer gets started properly here in Vancouver.
sonja:
i feel the same way about l.a.! 'lived there for a year and even though my freakin ex never went out with me, i loved every time i went outside( to the store,work etc etc.) anyways , yeah im not letting him get to me, it only shows me how bad of a person he is. 'makes it way easier for me to get over him! plus i don't hate myself..haha
sonja:
HAPPPPPPPPPPY BIRRRRRTHDAY!!!