Week

So
I'm living in Irvine.

Or as I have called it

The Inferno. The perpetual heat wave. The reason why dinosaurs became extinct. The sun's place to fucking be.

My room mates are Arturo, Fred, and Harrison. Brief bio on each of them.

Arturo: Math major. Quiet, but funny at certain times when he cracks hella funny one liners. ^^^^ Math majors = logical. His desk is really orderly, and he smooths out his bed like he gets a prize for most beautiful spread in a dorm bed. It puts me to shame, because I haven't slept under the sheets yet, because I'm fat, and start sweating like a mothafucka. So I've had just pants on outside the covers.
Isn't that a beautiful sight for Arturo to wake up to each and every morning.

Fred: Chill ass guy. From LA. Hates the word hella. We play basketball and lift weights, and we all shoot pool every so often. Loves a girl with assets.

Harrison: Just met him. Nice guy that seems to keep to himself mainly. Has car, will leave. Often.

Irvine is basically a small college townish area that has an in n out. I ate there. A four by four and was simply satisfied. The people have been scarce, other than those that try to hand out fliers for bible study. I have had to put on a gay accent to keep them away from me.
Or they might have the inclination to get the demons out of my body, so they're help me more.
Shit.

One thing I've noticed is that in the Bay, I could just smile and nod at people, and they'd have some reply, such as a whispered hi, or a nod right back.
But these rich mother fuckers down here, with their D&G sunglasses and high heels in a fucking park. They don't respond.
They turn their heads away, as if smiling back would be something for the serfs of their personal kingdom would do.

I've actually lost 7 pounds already at school in three days. Laaaahve it. I'm trying to come back to the Bay area to scare Katie by losing 40 pounds. By Thanksgiving. YES.

What else...
Miss my parents. Miss close friends.
Why of course...

Basically, there's not much to do just based on the fact that school hasn't started yet, so there's no reason for people to be here yet, since a majority live within an hour drive proximity.

I'll update often. With either stuff about Irvine, stuff about friends from both LA and Irv, and stupid shit that I think of.

Iono. I miss the weather. That's it. IF IRVINE IS 96 DEGREES AND THE BAY IS 72, THAT'S A LITTLE FUCKED UP. THAT'S ALL A BROTHER'S SAYIN. WTFACK.