Day 3

August 9th, 2015

To be honest, I do not even know where I am going to go with this; but I suppose I should start with the date.. I have decided that just like any other paper or assignment I have ever received that I will wait to the absolute last minute of the day to begin a post. By now it is already 12:48 am, my twenty year old sister has been asleep next to me for at least two hours whilst I have managed to kill my sleepless night with Tumblr, Netflix and adding things to my wish list on amazon. Now I am wondering if I should bite the bullet and sign up for amazon prime for my next day shipping; but then again if someone who I live with has it why don't I just barrow theirs? I guess my night isn't very sleepless; I suppose because it's not even 1 am yet. I am supposed to be dragged down from jet-lag at the moment; the monster that anyone who travels knows likes to sneak up on you at any given moment of the day. For me, if I was still back at home it would only be now, 3:51 am.

I suppose this would be a good time to explain why my title is 2,000 mile journey. The answer is simple, my home town is approximately 2,106 miles from my current place of residence. Give or take a few miles.  I am going to take this blog and make it my very public diary. For all I know this could get zero views and making it my virtual diary. Blogging will hold me to any sort of responsibility to keep track of my life.  I've spent numerous times trying to create a habit of writing a journal and I have come up hopeless. Someone once told me that it took 10 days or something to create a habit, but I have just googled it and google told me it takes 21 days; and the internet never lies. So bare with me on this messy journal that is bound to late posts, multiple days in one posts, and numerous amounts of grammatical errors. I can feel my best friend cringing in her sleep all the way back home (if she is to ever find this) and read over all my mistakes knowing she has taught me better.

This starts out as Day 3 because I have currently been in California for 3 days. My first day was only about an hour long due to my day of traveling so that day was completely irrelevant to this journal. But it was the first step in me moving.

Day two was spent helping my brother and his friends move out of their apartment, still not too exciting. But that night my parents and my sister flew in and got here at 11 pm. I was already at our hotel, in charge of letting them in when they arrived. According to them they had been banging on the door; I didn't hear anything so I believe they are lying to me.. I don't really remember anything until I opened the door and greeted them with "im so tired." My sister, and for the whole sake of anonymously doing this and keeping it private, I'm giving myself a fake name along with the people I surround myself with; my sister's name is Nicole because I know I will refer to her more than 10 times and saying "my sister" is annoying and repetitive. Anyways, she claims that when I answered my phone I said something about peanuts before actually waking up and registering the fact that I am talking to people on the phone.

Day 3 was spent celebrating my aunt's birthday. It was nice to see everyone in my family. Now that I have moved here I am able to see them all more often. Before I would only see my relatives once a year. I am the last of my siblings to move out here and its about damn time. I can't help that I am the youngest in my family.

Right, so this whole blogging thing has a lot of potential but as of right now I am just getting started. And in all honesty, I probably won't ever read these posts over. Because you don't do that when you write it a journal, so why would I? So please bare with me and stay along for the ride. Tomorrow I suppose I could tell you a little about myself to help get the ball rolling.  How embarrassing, I've been rambling on about my life but you don't even know my name (the fake one i guess), my worst habits, my goals in life, my celebrity crush, or even the color of my hair. People reading this now, welcome to my life; we're in this for the long ride. We're basically married now, don't give up on us now. It's only the beginning.