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I'm slowly getting into downloading music. I've mostly downloaded music that I used to listen to while working at Inti. Arabic Groove! YAY. It's awesome.

But, you know what's totally NOT awesome?? Giving your number away to some freak who texts you too much! He always sends me a text right after I leave from talking to him face-to-face. It's so aggravating! He's determined to get me to visit him in Carpinteria, where he "lives" in a hotel. And he says we should smoke weed and have dinner. This something I might consider if I had my own car. And pepper spray.
Like I'm going to take the bus 15 miles away to see some dude who gets his money from sitting on a bench downtown all day with a deck of tarot cards...
Even though I'm never, ever going to do this, for some reason while he's suggesting it I just go along with it. I'm like, "Sure. Okay." It's like I'm not even listening to him. As soon as I start walking away it sinks in.

I've rehearsed in my head ways I could tell him to, well, stop talking to me. I've thought of ways that I could politely ask him to delete me from his phone. I'm positive he's going to ask why, or some other question that would require me explaining my actions. So I've also thought of nice ways to say that he was too forward and it made me regret ever talking to him.

I think I just have to explain to him that our "friendship" will remain on State Street and only face-to-face. No phones.

Then I'll avoid that spot as much as possible.

So it's Monday and I still haven't even checked to see if I work at Victoria's Secret this week. They never call if you don't show up for your shift, oddly enough. Just another reason their store is so inefficient. I'm 99% sure I'm going to get that job at Blenders. They need somebody with high volume beverage making experience. I told him that I worked at the third busiest Starbucks in California. I also think I got some points for putting "Blender Master!" under "Position desired" on the application.
A sense of humor seemed to be kind of important, too.

I also have to set up an interview at Java Jones. It would be cool if I worked there and at Blenders because they're like 50 feet away from each other. It could potentially reduce layover time in between jobs, thus increasing labor hours!

I NEED TO WORK! If only people knew how willing I was to work for them. Ya know? Seriously, nobody would ever regret hiring me. I would be a very grateful employee...
...until I have enough money to move away.

Then they could be my references for my next job in Santa Cruz!

I'm glad that I actually have a feasible plan for once. I know what school I'll go to. I'll know exactly what I should be studying. And I'm positive that I can find a room for cheaper than what I am paying here.
You know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to buy a season pass to the Beach Boardwalk and ride the wooden roller coaster at least 5 times a week!! And I'll get season passes to the Monterey Bay Aquarium and go there with Bryan!

Yes, yes, I can't wait to be in The Bay again. The best place on earth.

So, I've gotta go to the college tomorrow, actually. I have some financial aid stuff to drop off. And I'm gonna go to the bookstore, too. Plus I have to pay off my fees and get an ID. With my SBCC ID and my Brooks bus pass me and Bryan can take the bus anywhere for free!
Hell, classes start in less than a week anyway. I might as well buy my books and find my classrooms, too.

I'm feeling lucky. I think it's all going to work out.

Another beautiful day in Hell...

I'm so over SoCal.
I've been researching moving to the Santa Cruz area. Not right now, obviously. But maybe in the fall. On craigslist the rooms for rent cost slightly less than here in Santa Barbara. Plus I wouldn't have to feel like a freak being a hippy in Santa Cruz! I could go to reggae concerts on the beach and attend the school that was my first choice way back in 11th grade (which is the first time I even thought about colleges.)

So, yeah. Santa Cruz or bust. Like I said, I've always wanted to go there. Plus santa cruz is only like 100 miles from Napa. I could totally come visit for a weekend...or maybe somebody could come and visit me???
(somebody who I actually want to come visit me)

There's this guy that hangs out on this bench downtown. He's in the same spot every day. He gives tarot card readings and burns sage and such. We've talked a few times because he thinks I'm gorgeous (no joke--gotta get the kindness from somewhere.) I don't have any money to give him so we exchange "magical hugs." Whatever that means. They're not very magical...

So, tarot dude's name is Jason. He always ends up telling me things about myself that I aready know but never let anyone know about. The cards I pulled today were "Control" and "Comparison"
So he basically suggested I go out and do something fun (lose control) and get two part time jobs--one that is solid and one that is flexible. He also told me that I would do better if I moved up north. Which of course is something I already knew. But it's also why I'm actually looking into it right now.

There's nothing I would rather do than work my ass off for the next 8 months so I can move the fuck out of SB. I would work 3 jobs if I had to.
It's not that SB is a bad place. It's beautiful. There's always something to do. But I just don't fit in. This place is not for me.

I'm a bay area hippy stuck in affluent so cal and it really sucks the life out of me.

So, there you have it. New plan: Move to Santa Cruz. Get my hippy spirit back. Spit on SB as I leave.

Also I want to change my major to Linguistics.