Day of Lasts

So, I got up today, full knowing, I didn't have to go into work if I didn't want to. I know that that offer will be the last of its kind for at least a year. So, I suppose that started it all.

My day was pretty average, minus the fact that we went to the dump for the first time ever... possibly the last, but I'm not quite sure if I should hold my breath on that one... but if we move, it will be the last time in the Butte dump for sure. Dad then took Sami and I for food, which will not be a last, but the last time I had Carl's Jr. I threw it up... I have yet to eat the burger I ordered... don't know if I will even attempt it.

We came home and I made arrangements to see Mirrors with Logan and hopefully Brian since today is Brian's last day in Chico before moving to Tampa, FL. for wrestling. That guy sure got his big break and will hopefully be the next Cena or Mysterio. I called Logan and, apparently we both had similar brain waves over the past few days or possibly longer, Logan decided to end our 'romantic' relationship. He says he isn't ready for a serious relationship, which I don't blame him... look at my last one, but I feel it's more that he needs to branch out and experience life. I've already gone through that phase for the most part so I understand he needs it and I'm pretty much done with it. We will hopefully still be good friends... he's still planning on going to the movie with Sami and I, but Brian cannot go... he leaves at 4:30.

Jada also lost the last of her baby teeth, I believe. I salvaged two of them before she happened to swallow them or lose them. They're not the ones I was hoping for, but I found two which makes me happy.

I believe I shall take my leave of the computer and blogging for now... I need to try and get to Brian's to say goodbye before the movie and then I need to go register for the Butte Beauty College.

Today is the last day of the rest of my life... in a sense.

Childhood Dreams turned Non-Fiction

So, my mother sat my sister and I down the other day and told me something that has left me quite introverted since. I haven't been as social as usual and have been feeling quite distant from everyone, including myself. What, do you ask, did she say that inspired my odd persona to take form? She said...

"Don't think about moving out for at least a semester... your father and I are thinking about moving back down to L.A. and you might want to come with us."

Move back to L.A.? It's what I've wanted to do since the first day I moved to Chico back in April of my tenth year of existence. That dream to move back to familiarity and family. Back to the land of Disneyland, Six Flags and Knott's. Back to the city life and the highways and freeways and Del Taco.

But... is that what I really want now? I just got used to Chico and it is not familiar and L.A. not so familiar. Work here is a dead end, but could it prosper in Los Angeles? Land of Hollywood dreams? What to do?