WOOORK YOU STUPID THING- this is the seventh time for me trying to update my dang journal...grarg.

Now, I`m not as excited as I was to go to California, but I am happy ot be home.

I took more than 500 pictures. Fun times.

It was wonderful! The only bad thing was that my school board needs every trip to be "educational" so we had to keep a band journal which was really annoying. Because of it I had no time to do homework. I'm going to be academically screwed for a while.
Oh well.
I know I said I'd do a ton of drawing, but as I said before, there wasn't much time other than band stuff, sight-seeing and band journaling, but I did draw some things. I drew a Disney-related picture with Tano and Hourei and me and Morgan did a ton of miscellaneous doodles on any piece of paper we could acquire.

On...the third day of the trip, we had a tour of the city (San Francisco) and we went to Fisherman's Wharf for dinner. I really had to go pee. In the public washroom, a crazy lady tried to open my stall, shouting nonsense about an "office" and when I came out she was rambling about how I did horrible things to it. She had frazzle hair, tags still on her clothing, meaning she stole them, a piece of bread in her hand and a bicycle that she pushed into the bathroom to leave at her precious office, I suppose. I got out of the bathroom alive, but she comes out of the bathroom and chases me and my friends around the building and down the street. It was probably the most traumatizing thing that has ever happened to me, especially in a different country where my parent's were not...at least my friends were with me.
And that morning there was a mascot too *shudder*

Now, a ton other things happened too, but I wrote them in my own personal journal on my computer. I would submit each day's entry onto my blog or something, but I'm lazy. I will, however, show some of my favourite quotes of the day throughout the week:

"Fornicate Under Consent of the King, YOU!"
-My roommate Stephanie. She read somewhere that this was the expanded version of a very bad swear word.

"Nipple nipple nipple nipple SQUEEGIE SQUEEGIE!!"
- me, Morgan and these three girls whose hotel room was right next to ours. Their names are Sarah, Sasha and Maria. Though, I don't think that explaining the back story would help anything.

"Guys...there's someone upstairs...and they're making loud crashing noises..."
"Mr. T is upstairs"
- Sasha and Sarah.

"We already know who you like, you're already in a relationship with them--"
"Awww man, now I need more chapstick"
- Haha, Sasha and Morgan.

"I forgot what I was looking for...oh yes, my glasses"
"Oh, I thought, you know, pants"
- Sarah and me.

"Oh no, are you stripping again?"
"Well, at least I'm not dancing--"
*knock knock*
"AAHH DON'T COME IN"
- Morgan and I getting interrupted by our other roommates XD

And over this trip we swam in the gutter a lot. *makes swimming motions with hands*
That is our sign language for it, anyways. We're so bad..

Haha, I don't mean to rant on a out how great the trip was, but it was so much fun and so much happened...going all over the city, seeing the Golden Gate Bridge, seeing the Monterrey Bay Aquarium, going to festival, all of that was wonderful...everything went by so slow and yet so fast...I'm tired but satisfied and I'm going to miss that lovely trip.

So, I'm back! HURRAH. Long journal is long.

TheReza;-]