where every day's a friday.
yeah right.
i [only] love cali in the summertime. sometimes.
but not even.
make up your mind.
there's this feeling i get when i think of californian suburban areas, for example glendale, riverside, san jose, any damn city in the OC, etc... i wish i could put this feeling into words, but all that's running through my mind are images of friends and me driving around wide, empty streets smoking cigarettes (small centers with liquor stores, supermarkets, sandwich delis, boba places align these streets), drinking in the car, pulling up to random house parties. and of course it's 110 degrees outside.
you dig?
this song is fitting my mood really well right now:
