In Regards To Trevor Martin: if only my alarm clock could give me caffeine injections

Dear Readers,

lately I have been having some real trouble waking up on time.. which has led to me missing a lot of class.. which sucks.. I blame my severe depression, and lack of enthusiasm. but in all trueness I am just pain lazy. today I was smart enough to reset my alarm clock after it woke me up.. but had I not, I would still be sleeping right now..

I am so thankful for the wonderful world that is coffee. I remember being in elementry school, and waking up early so my sister and I could walk down to "limelight Java" and grab a few quick fixes… we were in freaking elementary school. sure they say that children who have a taste for coffee at such a young age will most likely be a heavy coffee drinker by the time they are adults. I had no idea it would reach this level of obsession. the only thing better than drinking, buying, smelling, and buzzing on coffee, is making it.. and lucky for me I may have found a way to do this professionally.

My friend Lindsey has an in at LAMILL. this is a high end coffee shop/cafe by my house, which I have been applying at, and contacting with no results since I move here last may.. it has been my dream to work here even before I lived here, and I basically moved to the area on account of the good coffee, and concert overflow.. so Lindsey hooked me up with her friend ( who I will not name on account of just meeting the person and not knowing how they feel about being posted on some silly blog ) and she needs to train a host so she can move up to server.. so she asked me to come in on sat.. (tomorrow) and shadow her as a host.. I think if I do a good job then I will get the position.. if I get the position it wont take me long to become a barista.. this is something I have been wanting to do for sooooo long.. I have some experience on account of training a bit with "flourfusion" and of coarse the secret book that my sister gave me, which I honestly cannot name on account of BIG TROUBLE! if anybody finds out that I have it… not for me of coarse.. she is responsible, but it doesn't matter anyway. in a few months she will be far off in a tiny little Japanese land… anyway I am really into coffee and I feel like I am finally getting the opportunity that I need to do what I love, in the place that I deserve to be associated with.. LAMILL.. I hope to gosh that you choose me as your new family/team member..

lately I have been taking some long walks through my neighborhood. you see such strange things in Los Angeles.. such unattractive yet, very interesting images. Silver-lake is particularly strange.. it is very much a young community, but there is this ghetto side to it. like soho but closer to the ground.. people here are primarily dumb.. and by people I mean the SILVERLAKE people.. the Hipsters, or scene kids, or BERKGRADS (as me and my sis call em')

they are very into themselves, and very fashion oriented. a lot of the local band are doing basically the same thing, with the real difference being in the tightness of their pants, or the pointedness of their little boots. don't get me wrong, they are good people deep down, it just kind of sucks when "SHEIK' is the new "POP" most of these kids look like they would be on drugs, or some kind of freaky freak.. but when you talk to them you can't tell if they were born in beverly hills, or Malibu. anyway it can get pretty repetitive at times.