In the Californian Sun

So there I am, sitting in the student lounge of my EF school, with my cute little laptop.
In the south of California, south of Los Angeles, called 'South Bay', Redondo Beach.
When I walk out of the school and look down the street I can see the blue ocean.
There are hills surrounding my neighborhood, all packed with white houses.
At the sides of the roads are palms and bushes with pink flowers.

Damn, how I love Los Angeles.

there are a very few cities in the world with which you can fall in love.
And I think Los Angeles is one of them.
When I was driving in a bus yesterday, I passed venice beach and west hollywood.
I think of this place as some sort of paradise.
Everywhere are houses in all kind of colours, like pink, yellow, blue.
Every house has his own pool and garden full of flowers.
the streets are full of this inmense tall palmtrees and other trees.
More downtown are the HUGE buildings, and it was quite like new york, only tropical.
And that is actually what Los Angeles is. It's a modern city, only tropical.
And to me that is the perfect combination.
Down the beach the city dissapears and the tropical part takes over.
The beaches are beautiful. People are skating and running at the boulevard, on the beach people are playing volleyball & in the water people are surfing.
Now I know it wasn't stupid at all, not liking new york that much.
Los Angeles is 10 times better.

Redondo beach does not represent Los Angeles in a good way.
Redondo beach is kind of boring and dead, when you compare it to some other parts.
It is more of a beach place, and nothing more than that.
Houses, cars, and a beach. that's it. No shops, no buildings, nothing to do.
That is the big disadvantage of Redondo beach, together with the fact that it is quite in the middle of nowhere and with public transport of bike all the other places are far away.
Santa Monica & Hermosa beach is not that far, but still waaay to far to walk.
It's a bit isolated here. I don't really like that. Going to Downtown is a whole day activity.
I got some pictures, I'll put those in my next message.

Santa Monica, the park next to the beach.

L.A. HERE I COME

DAMN I can't wait to go to lovely, lovely los angeles.


Redondo beach is where i'll stay and as far as I can tell redondo beach is goood.

i'll keep on writing while I'm in LA cause there's wireless internet at the school. yeahh

home again

After I got home from New York I've been more busy than ever.I graduated this year so I went home to be at my graduation.A few days later me and my girl Britt went on a holiday to Rimini with Beachmasters.This holiday was crazy, exactly as we thought it would be, at least these aspects:Everynight a different party at different clubshouse music and dj's and dancing crazydrinking cocktails and other drinks. a little bit too much.waking up at 4 and walking all sleepy to the beach and laying there till it's time for dinnerhave dinner at a restaurant eating pizza or lasagne. dressing up at the hotelroom and singing along to stupid music like the vengaboys hahah.Britt and me are special because of our conversations about e-ve-ry-thing. especially about life and what to do with our time. deep, very deep.

when I got home me and my boyfriend decided to go away for a few daysso I was home for only one day.We stayed in Holland, 2 hours away from my home in a hotel somewhere in the middle of the forest.It was relaxed and I really needed that. I'm always most relaxed when I'm with him.He's making me feel comfortable and I love that.

love

Last New York Story

I owe you the last new york story.
the last weekend me & ilona went to the Hamptons, some place near New York where all the wealthy & fancy people have their mansions.
and. those. houses. are. BIG.
daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn you should've seen me sitting in the car looking at all these sick bigass houses
and I never been more motivated to do this modelling.
money money money
eventhough I guess I have to work 45 years before I can afford a house like that.
We all went over at the place of 2 guys who just had their house open for everybody they knew just to come and hang out or whatever. what else to do with all the space?
The house was full of models and the two owners were just sitting at the couch. Me and Ilona dressed up an we all went out. The club wasn't too cool but the music absolutely was.
Home again, everybody jumped in the jacuzzi and sat there until the sun came up again.The next day everybody slept till 3pm
but I was already up at 11am. So I sat down at the pool enjoying the sun and feeling sorry for the cleaner, cleaning the whooole house.
I just lay on an airbed in the swimmingpool. I got a tan and I was scared to death looking in the mirror.I got like 4 teints darker and as a model you shouldn't get tanned so I was all stressed out what they would say when I'd come at the agency. (they didn't even notice though).

Another little story which is quite fun to tell, is the following.
Me and the 3 girls were dining at a restaurant near our appartement.We were just sitting there talking and eating
when whitney of 'the hills' walked in with her boyfriend.
I never watch that show but ofcourse I recognized her. I said to Nicole 'don't look, but whitney of the hills just walked in'ofcourse she looked. 'OMG OMG'. obviously she is a bigger fan than I am.Whitney and her boyfriend sat down in the back of the restaurant. Nicole couldn't stop lookingand it was so funny because some times I cought her staring all scary at them. "nicole you're doing it again!"
The second part of the story is that Alex, our friend began to act all uncomfortable and looking sad.
He explained he used to date whitney and it was weird to see her again
because at some point she just stopped texting him and started to ignore him and he didn't know why.
It was so sad and it was SO weird to hear that because whitney actually was his ex-girlfriend?!
The freakiest of all was, when he told he even been in the show for a few episodes.I haven't looked it up yet but friends told me they remember a guy called alex so i guess it was true.
how crazy is that?

some pictures of the mansion at the hamptons. still don't know why blogspot puts pictures on their sides without reason but it ignores me all fucking crazy

oops

I'd like to apologize for the horrible mistakes I make when I write stories.
I kind of want to kill myself when I read my stories and see things like 'way' instead of 'why' & 'are' instead of 'our'.
Guess I'm more stupid than I thought.. bummer.
hope you'll forgive me & otherwise screw yourself cause I'm not going to check every word I'm typing.

right now i'm going to check all my stories because my parents say it's a good practice and I guess I need that.