A phone call to my best friend Sam, made everything better. She understands when she has no reason to. We haven’t spoke on the phone in weeks. And when we talk it is as if we saw each other earlier for coffee. I need more of her in my life. I love you.
One of my most dear friends here in Los Angeles is this incredibly brilliant lady named Lo. Not only are we studying Visual Communications together but we are similar in more ways than we could have imagined. She posses this drive and passion that can only be appreciated by experiencing it myself. Working endlessly for a good grade. Doing whatever it takes to do the best. We motivate each other. And on top of it we go to brunch every sunday together. We are frequents at Kings Road Cafe. I am close to becoming the mayor on FourSquare. Just saying….
But during those brunches our friendship grows through conversation, stillness, food, coffee, laughter, and stress. It’s just not food for us. Its our weekly therapy (in that oh-so-good-way). Girls need those friendships to keep us balanced.
The stars aligned perfectly, as they always do, and we ended up sitting next to each other - in the front row. The class: survey of Visual Communications. Basically a class to introduce us how to the essentials of our major: exact-o knifes, foam core, glue guns, and what it means to have an intense teacher. To be frank this teacher scared me. And coming from a person who doesn’t get affected by others too easily, this was serious. She had intimidation down to a T. Looking back I can see how the intimidation broke us down so they can build us back up with the utmost attention to detail and perfection of technique. I get that now. And much like most things in life, I am grateful for the stress that learning that lesson evoked. But, back to my friend.
We are currently sitting at Starbucks. One of my frequent stops on the way to my internship in the morning. Well that was until Dani, (an entry all on Dani will be coming - because without Dani. I wouldn’t be me.) let me borrow a little beauty called Scoot. Now I scoot to work (and all places to run errands in west hollywood). It is darling. $3.00 to fill up her tank. Perfection. My mind wonders often. Welcome to my reality. So we are sitting at Starbucks. She is sketching. I am researching, observing people’s style. And since I gave up caffeine for lent I am having a green tea latte (make that non-fat please… I am in LA; there are expectations). People in LA are friendly. I walked in at 5pm and since then three people have randomly started conversation. I appreciate that. One woman to wish us luck on our homework. One gentleman waving hello. I waved back. One barista offering me a shot of espresso. Pretty unique. I dig it. Having just given up caffeine this was truly testing my strength. I declined. Its only been one day.
Its 7pm now and Caroline wants to go out tonight. And since its important to balance work and play. I recommended we go to Harvard and Stone or Roger Room. Either way I will be with a friend who makes me relax. smile.
