L.A.

This place sucks. Too many people in too small a place, all completely ghetto. I just can't believe there can be so many bars on so many windows. Every house, and every store. Its ridiculous. The hotel is kind of wierd too- Complimentary water, but if you drink it, your room will be charged $3.50.
Today it was a little better because we went to Universal Studios City. It was very intersting because we got to walk around Universal Studios Walk. We were going to go to the studio- but it was $45 dollars a person to get in, and it was 7 before we got there. I'm actually rather happy that we didn't.
Tomorrow, Courtney and I are considering bailing out at 2:30/3:00 and heading straight for the beach. Santa Monica Pier is only about 10 miles from here, and we think the metro will take us close enough that we can taxi cheaply. Then finally, my first real trip to the beach! I wish I had someone to share the moment with, but ah well.. Que Sera Sera.
Again I find myself horribly depressed to be alone. So many things are going through my head, and so many questions and worries and concerns and fears, anger, frustration, distaste, and screaming just echos through my head. Though reading the entry from my new friend from Maine did help me with my assignment. Amazing how suprising a viewpoint externally from someone who barely knows you, can be absolutely amazing to you. Maybe I should wear my pooh overalls and fedora more often.. Mea Jones' trademark outfit prehaps?
It is late for my body to be up, and I have to be up early to get done early so we can go to the beach.
Talk to everyone later. Time for snugglies with the ponie and the bankie

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Ever have one of those days when you just want to be held for hours, to make everything just dissapear?