My diary

Dear diary 2

I just moved to Hollywood. I live pretty close to paramount studios and buzzfeed offices thing so a lot of famous people have been very close to my neighborhood.

I'm moving in with my dad who rented out a room in this old lady's house. She's a pretty badass old lady. She's 76 and she walks faster than my 69 year old grandma.

She calls her hair "virgin" which is a little bit weird. She says it's because she's never dyed it which has done miracles. She has as much white hairs as my father and more hair than him, too.

I like to poke my dads scalp. I can poke his scalp without having to shove my finger through his hair. My dad doesn't have a lot of hair but he's not bald. His scalp is shiny though and he has some red spots on it.

I'm waiting for the shower to heat up. It's been 20 minutes and it's not warm.

My mom has this bag that has like really old diners and cars on it like what you would expect in the 60's and the number 66 on a bunch of signs. I'll put a picture of it up top.

My friend GalaxyGhost lives here in California but still kind of far away.

I used to live in Las Vegas. Considering how anti social I am it wasn't really like go out, get drunk (also cause I'm under aged and have the mentality of a 12 year old so who knows what could go down)

Sometimes my sisters say I say things a high person would say. I don't know what they're talking about I'm just speaking my mind.

I'm bored. I wonder if the shower is warm yet.

Nope. Ugh I'm just gonna watch YouTube but the crappy internet connection makes the quality really bad.

I'll just read some phanfiction even though I can't name 1 of their videos and don't even know their last names.