Happiness, is where you can live yourself alone and admire it. Its my only option in my life and I'm trying all the best I can to not give up on it. There's so much inspiring things to do, and I wouldn't let a single chance to waste it. I have heart...
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Halsey'sPOV:
"This is it, guys. Our last day." Kian breathes out as we're all lounged in the balcony. Is yet big so we can all fit in as we watched the wonderful view of Cali. I had to admit, our days in Coachella fest is amazing! We had fun, so much fun! Even though the traveling times being jet lagged from all the flying through different countries for other Hollywood popularity sensation are the worst but its all worth it.
At the end of the time, we all spent most of our times as we could to bond for the last time at the festival. Trying out incredible activities, pictures, and wonderful moments. There will be a concert later night, but sadly we can't go 'cause our flight will be on 5.
"Is everything packed, Brad?" I asked, putting the access things left to my suit case as he just nods, playing on his phone. I sighed and struggled to zip my suit case since its already full.
"Need help?" Brad looks up following by a chuckle.
"Uh yeah." I rolled my eyes as I step back, letting him do the zip.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"You're welcome, princess." He grinned, giving me a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
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As we finished the last bits in Coachella, we waited to the airport for our plane. Its private. As we awaits, we couldn't help but take some time with the fans besides, we're bored. After a few minutes, several actually, Joe and the others called us as our plane's already here. We said our goodbyes to our fans and left.
We're going home! LA!
~ skiptheflight.. ~
When we landed, we decided to each for dinner. Then after that, our service van dropped us to our own homes as we rested in peace.
Because I know for sure, tomorrow is going to be a busy day. Studio, records, arena, studio and stuff. Gonna be a stress day...
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(Omg! Sorryforskippingalot :/)
Three days straight..
Ever since we arrived home, we've been working too much for days straight. Nonetheless, The boys have been working on their new album recording new tracks, so Brad and I are both busy. My cousins and siblings are probably chilling all weekend. But some are not.
"How many songs left?" I asked David, my producer as I removed my headphones away to hear him clearer.
"Hmmm.." He paused and looked at his papers.
"Five more." He frowned. We both groaned as we have to record five more and do the other check lists for assurance. Both of us are slumped as hell, we've been working for hou4s and hours and I can tell we're both tired.
