Last Monday I went and did my first photoshoot because my friends either couldn’t or didn’t tag along. This pass Monday, I had my friend (Cesia) do it with me and my best friend (Pilar) tag along. It was a 35 minute drive from our city to where the photographer (Greg) is. On our drive there, we listened to music and shared story. Cesia was in the back perfecting her make-up. I can’t do that in a moving car.
We all met up at Vons and took Greg’s car. It was going to be about an hour and something going to Santa Monica. Pilar sat in the passenger so she can record the drive and whatever that is outside. Her and Greg talked most of the time. Pilar’s a very talkative person, and she has a loving personality so it makes it so easy for people to connect with her.
We got to LA and we were very hungry. We went to this hotdog place of Greg’s choice. At first I was unsure about it because I thought they only sold sausage by itself. Then I saw a man cutting a bread/bun in half. Ces and I got the turkey & chicken sun-dried mozarella. Pilar got the lamb. Greg got the rabbit and rattle snake. While we sat and waited for our food, we played hangman. When the food came, I took a bite into my hotdog and it was the most delicious hot dog I’ve ever had. The restaurant is called Wurstküche Restaurant.
Once we finished our food, we hopped back into the car inbound to Santa Monica. We got there and got dress. Pilar was helping us with our pose because she’s more experienced in modeling. She also carried and moved our stuff and recorded some clips for my vlog. It was fun, and exciting, and we felt as if we all got something done.
Driving up the road only to see that it’s closed off. No problem. We parked at the bottom of the bottom and climbed our way atop.
It’s a rocky path. Literally. We’re surrounded by rocks and stream. We took a five minute break on our way up the fall. It was a long way we. Each one of us turned to each other, “Should we keep going?” We did. We fell in the creek trying to cross over the logs and rocks. The waterfall was beautiful. We hiked our way to the exit and sat in snow.
I haven’t touched snow since my one digit years. I didn’t know I was going to sink in. I thought I was in control. I saw Katie slip and I laughed. I was being cautious, but I ended up slipping too; as slow and cautious as I was walking, I slipped. My feet slid, and I fell on my butt following my head. This resulted in a bruised elbow and shoulder. Overall, it was a fun time.
This month came off to a great start. It’s going well. I have the support of my friends. I’m getting what I have to done. I’m recording and documenting. Life is great, especially after I fell off the grid a bit towards the end of February. Remember: When you’re going through a tough time, things always gets worse before they get better.
I’ve met new friends this year. Now, it’s never my intention to meet new friends. I always talk to people I come across and that’s that; however, I realize that the best friendship comes unexpectedly. It’s amazing, and it beautiful, and it’s so beneficial because you learn about others, yet you learn about yourself. It’s a way of self-developement.
Yesterday afterschool, Ces and I did our make-up. We were getting ready to go climb trees and hike with a photographer who wanted to shoot photos of us. He never made it.
Ces and I try to catch a sunset at least once every week, if not twice. We love it. I never had a friend to go out and play make-belief with. We will pretend we’re animals, or we’re getting chased or we’re lost and make the best of it.
I never knew how wild and adventurous I was because I was always fearful and she helped open up a new door for me. I love it. Being outside and surrounded by nothing but trees, and grass and dirt is beautiful. It gives me the ultimate high to life. I would choose this high over a substance high anyday.