Random Me

Three Weeks in Cali

Hello everyone, this is going to be a chapter based off of the time I've spent in the hell data shit place I've been in for three weeks.
         
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It started off well, since I'm writing all this on the last full day of being in Cali, I won't get into huge details.
Once we drove up into the driveway, my step dad immediately parked the car, and dashed out of the car and into the house. Since we are visiting his family, of course he'd be the most excited. He was crying, his dad was crying, his mom was crying, and my cousin was off in his room with his dad. I don't remember or know.
It was heartwarming to see everyone so happy, soon after of sitting around and having to put up with Spanish speaking, my step sister and I got dropped off at Starbucks. Mostly because the place had wifi.
I ordered a midnight mint mocha, because that thing is basically my whole life. Anyways,
We sat and played on our phones for a bit, then walked to the house.
Well, as the days went on, I played pool in the garage with my cousin. It doesn't end there, but more family came over and such. I met my step-family, which was nice because I didn't know any of them even existed. There's one relative that's my favorite, his name is Eddie, and he's a perfect gay hair stylus. I'm glad he cut my hair, and not anyone else. They would have probably made me look more like Dora. Which I got teased about before, which got tiring.
I was exposed to drugs, but refused to do them. I did end up drinking a bit of alcohol though. I loved the feeling of being so buzzed that everything go numb. Enough about me drinking since it's not really liked to be heard about.
I talked to friends, such as a guy. For the few days we could talk, I had fun, and was reminded of feelings that I forced away a long time ago. When I talk to said person, I feel like myself, only a bit more teasing because well, that's me.
I wrote a new book based off of a past dream years ago that was continued while in California.
I also got two piercings at the top of my right ear, which doesn't hurt anymore, it's just sore when I lay on my right side.
Slowly my step dad has grown grumpy, which is his regular self that I've come to known over the years. Seeing the chill side of him was nice, but as our time to leave came closer, you could tell he just got worse.
The day before we were supposed to leave, I asked when we would leave, just to be sure.
"We'll be staying a bit longer." My mom answered.
I told her I didn't want to miss the first day of school, especially my little brother since he would be just beginning kindergarten. She told me we'd be staying a week longer, and I couldn't help but want to burst into tears. I was more than homesick at this point, and I just wanted to go home and go to school to see all my friends again.
I say outside and cried, my mom came out to talk to me, and while she was out there, she pulled me into a hug and I cried into her shoulder. Her shirt had quite a bit of snot after, but it made me feel better after.
I was bummed the rest of the day, but I knew nothing could be done, so after I slept, the next day I felt more like myself. I was still upset, but I finally got my brain to understand I have no other choice but to stay until we could go back home. Which would be Friday, August 18th.
         
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Overall, I enjoyed California, but I'm glad to be going home. I hope you enjoyed just a very short and small recap of my trip, and I’ll be sure to tell my other's in a better fashion. Man the data here sucks, bub-bye!