Cali lovin'.

How will you know if one person doesn't belong to a certain society or an environment perchance? I guess in CA, you'll know that one is just a tourist or a newbie when he or she wears a winter jacket on a spring night. And as obvious as it is, yep, I am indeed a promdi here in the sweet state of California. But it isn't my fault that I wore a winter jacket though, it's my Lolo's fault 'cause he insisted that I wear one but I have to give him credit though 'cause he was right about the weather in Signal Hill. It was indeed damn cold in that place 'cause even if I was wearing a winter jacket (i'm still wearing it right now with my pj's actually. haha. promdi :|) I still felt cold. But the funny thing (aside from the fact that I was wearing an inappropriate attire for the season) was how my Aunt treated me like a baby 'cause she thought I felt really really cold when in fact I just felt really cold (there's a difference you know. well at least with the really's). She kept on hugging me and she even got the dog's blanket and wrapped it around me (I have to consider my self lucky 'cause Jonah, the poodle, hasn't used it in his 5 years of existence yet).

Jonah's a 5-year-old white poodle that my Aunt owns by the way and he doesn't know he's a dog. So we try to shush our mouths here. He thinks he's a baby 'cause my Aunt brushes his teeth, bathes him, has his hair cut for a hundred dollars (damn it, that's a Zara top and bottom, a pair of Nine west shoes, about 2-3 pieces of Evita Perone's spring collection hair accessories and that may even be a whole bunch of clothes from Greenhills!), buys him 50-dollar clothes and cuddles him like a baby. You can say damn now. Haha. That's too much for a dog. Oooops. My bad, I just remembered that he isn't a dog. :| But still, that's too much right? My Aunt thinks that he's worth it though 'cause he's really kind & sweet. So yeah, I guess this is enough pooch talking and ranting.