Not that big.
Actually yeah. It was.
I got my hair done for quite cheap. I got a keratin treatment for $100 and a haircut for $40 at a top notch Beverly Hills hair salon. This is considerably cheaper than Sydney so I thought why not? I was so sick of my hair looking like cat pubes so this was refreshing. I hate how I can't wash it until after 72 hours though, it's like Jimmy Neutron right now, I can't wait to flatten it out. But it looks like it'll turn out great?
Side note: why don't people listen to me and trust me? Ugh.
Anyway, after that I had an amazing tuna sandwich at InkSac which is owned by a winner from top chef. I miss real tuna so bad! Tuna here is so shit. You can't open it yourself, you need a can opener. No thanks. Me and Joyce proceeded to go to Beverly Hills Center where I didn't buy anything.
After that I went to the That Awkward Moment premiere with Zac Efron with
Ok stop. I'm sick of fucking Germans inviting themselves to everything. No. Fuck off. You are NOT coming to Vegas with us god these people are irritating me.
Ok anyway.
I went with people from the Grammy Red Carpet. I became close with cute Scottish girl from the Grammys and she even gave me a lift to Santa Monica and she's joining me to Vegas. She is not a killer but she's beautiful and kind. She drove for an hour for me in the opposite direction so that says something.
After that I met up with my date in Santa Monica. We ate at a top notch Asian fusion restaurant called Monsoon Cafe which was participating in Dine LA. A three course meal for $25. We got vegetarian samosas, this really nice salmon curry dish, and a chocolate gateau and strawberry coulis. It was delicious. And he paid for it all, what a gentleman. We talked for 2 hours until the restaurant closed about the random things like fruit or coffee or beaches or just anything spontaneous, it wasn't awkward at all.
After that we chilled at his house and I knew what he wanted to do. During the restaurant we both conversed that we liked Beyonce's album. So what I did was put it on his laptop and then I kissed him. I was a bit self conscious about my appearances because I had ate so much that day but then we did it. He was too big at first and couldn't fit but he eventually fit in. He was French, Hispanic and Native American. What a mix. He wasn't forceful and made sure I didn't do anything I was uncomfortable with but I assured him I wasn't scared. He said I shouldn't worry about my appearance and that I had a beautiful body.
Side note: since when did we just start talking to random strangers on the train? That's where I'm writing this at the moment on my iPhone so excuse any grammatical errors.
I stayed the night at his house and he spooned me and then I left the next morning. He hasn't texted me yet but I wouldn't care if he didn't, he was nice, but you need something refreshing sometimes.
I'm on the train now really sad about this actually, I'm constantly mad and infuriated. I liked this guy and hoped he'd text me. Nick didn't text me back too... But there was this guy Marvin that wanted my number at the premiere but he looks too much like me.
I want to go home.
Or at least get out of LA. It's a bipolar roller coaster.
Budget:
$150 hair.
$10 food
Honestly it's funny. The days I spend more money the sadder I am, maybe I should just starve and not buy stuff and I'll be happy with my anorexic self with shitty clothes.
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