Emory Lynch is tired, she is tired and she's craving ice cream. That's the only thing in her mind when she ends up at a store in Hamburg at three in the morning, not knowing a word of German. To her luck, she wasn't the only one in the store. A myst...
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Date: October 25, 2007
I arrived to Los Angeles two months ago. Two months. I have not heard from Tom at all since I got here, and at first I was sad cause I really thought we had a little thing going on, but then I saw him in the cover of a magazine with a girl at a party and all that sadness melted away. Then there was another girl, then another, then another.
I wasn't even angry, just kinda disappointed that he turned out to be the 'playboy' they set him to be.
I put all my focus on my career, it helped me keep my wandering mind from him. And turns out, the little surprise my brother had for me was a house! A big ass two story house with 4 bedrooms, a beautiful kitchen, 3 bathrooms, AND it was next to the beach. It was MASSIVE.
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It was definitely an upgrade from my one bedroom apartment, there was barely enough room for me to walk around. Hilary and my brother moved in with me a few weeks after me and they've been really good roommates.
I mean yes there were some arguments, some more physical than others...but that was to be expected. Like right know, I'm trying to stop Hilary from hitting my brother with a frying pan.
"Ey! Que pasó!?" I shout, gripping onto Hilary's wrists to keep her from hitting Damian.
"Pasa que a está esquizofrénica se le voló la única neurona que tenía!" My brother shouted from the other side of the room, hiding behind one of the couches. (What happens is that this schizophrenic lost the only neuron she had)
"Cállate, nene! Cállate antes de que te rompa la cabeza de un golpe!" Hilary shouts back, fighting against my hold. (Shut up! Shut up before I break your head from one hit)
"Basta! Si no me dicen que esta pasando ahora mismo, les rompo la cabeza a los dos! Hablen!" I shouted over them, letting go of Hilary and looking between them expectantly. (Enough! If you don't tell me what's going on right now, I'll hit both of you! Speak!)
