Half
You know what I just realized? I stayed in Nor Cal for half my life. I spent half my life in Nor Cal. That’s a lot of time! Yea, I’m really bored. I think I should really get some snacks in the house for once. Or maybe I can eat some cereal. Anyways, writing at 1:45 in the morning is really non-productive, especially if I’m hungry, too. Man, I wish there was a bowl of soup right now. Oh yeah, some jerk honked at me today, presumably because I was in a lane where you can go straight OR right turn and the right turn-signal was green but it was also a red light. I was this close to losing it, and I was going to punch his engine hood, but I somehow managed to hold back, which is good. Because I also had milk in my backpack, which was slowly spoiling. Also, since I dropped the backpack on the ground, the milk squirted out a little bit. Had to empty my backpack. Then, I went to do some other shopping (don’t ask me why I didn’t drive to begin with), and it took me 17 minutes to drive one mile :-O. Wow, this was going to be about how I spent half my life in Nor Cal but turned out to be how I liked living in LA so far. Anyways, half my life is a lot of time to be living in one place. I don’t think I’ll miss it, though.