So I had gone to California back in March for school and it was a bit of a disaster of a trip from the start. I was supposed to stay with my dad's 3rd cousin, who while I was in mid flight decided that he didn't want me staying with him, so he took me to his mom's house in West Hollywood, and she was the spawn of the devil, and it was also a temporary arrangement. So about a day or 2 into the trip, I had a complete emotional breakdown, mapquested "Ed Hardy" on my sidekick, and decided to WALK there...so after about 40 minutes of walking I finally got to Ed Hardy and dropped $200 in the store to make myself feel better, but it didn't, cause I realized I dropped $200 on absolutely nothing. So I'm walking back "home" in ridiculously hot weather, a bag in one hand, Starbucks in the other, hysterically crying on the phone with my friend, and attempting to text on the sidekick...I'm sure it was an interesting sight. So I'm walking doing all this "multitasking" and I don't know why, but I decided to look up and lo and behold, David Cook walks by me, and I just remember stopping and going

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Yea...that's basically it haha...I didn't even realize who he was at first other than he looked familiar, and then I was like "OHHHHHHHHHHHH" hahaha.
Needless to say my trip started getting better from that point on