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Jessy and I went to Oceanside today to see the Banksy stop in San Diego...
Its totally fake, (i think publicity stunt from taco shop) but IF for SOME reason it is real... we got a picture with it :D haha

Day 7: Your best friend

I have a lot of close friends that mean a lot to me, but my closest friend is Cassidy. We pretty much became best friends instantly. We have been through quite a bit together, she tells me when I'm being a bitch and I do the same. We have a lot of laughs together, can hang out and do nothing for hours (literally) ANNNNNNNNDDDDD she brings me coffees :D What more could a bff want?!

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Day 6: Your hobbies...

First of all I got lucky and and got to turn a hobby into a career, so thats one. Also, remember how I said I start a bunch of projects? My hobbies would be sewing, baking, photography, painting, knitting, crocheting, jewelry making, hiking, gardening along with many other things. I am a very DIY person, instead of buying something I decide I can make it... Half the time I do.

This for example. I made the necklace, the lightbox, and took the picture :)
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Day 4: Music

I have a little place in my heart for all types of music (my only rule is i have to be able to sing horribly along with it). I grew up listening to CCR, ac/dc, Led Zeppelin with my dad, Engelbert Humperdink and Frank Sinatra with my grandma. A big chunk of my heart for years now belongs to punk, and good ol' rock and roll. Without music, I don't know how I'd make it through the day.

Day 3: Your Parents

When I was younger and full of teenage angst part of the reason I had this journal was to vent about how much I hated my parents. Looking back they were still asses but I guess I was a bitch too, so we are even. Since I've moved out, I have fixed my relationship with them and they are two amazing people, and I'm glad they are mine. When I was younger my parents worked full time and my grandma and grandpa pretty much raised me (two of the greatest people in the world), this photo was taken at my grandpas funeral. This is the most resent photo of all of us.