Post 2: Home sweet home?

I love Amelia, I do. But at 7:00 this morning, I loved her a whole lot less then I usually love my best friend. Picture this: all my luggage by the door of my apartment, ticket sitting on top of my purse along with my passport and car keys. I am wearing my most comfortable jeans and Beatles t-shirt. I have a warm cup of hot chocolate that I am finishing as I head toward the door. It is at this precarious moment, as I have exactly forty-five minutes to get to the airport, check my baggage and get to my plane, that my bubbly blond friend bursts through my doorway. And when I say she burst, I mean her luggage and all. I am not kidding, her luggage. At first I was not suspicious of what the luggage meant, after all, the daughter of a famous fashion designer goes on random trips to Paris all the time. No, it wasn't until she uttered the words, "You're wearing that to Taiwan? How am I going to be seen with you?" that I realised something was wrong. Some how we managed to get to the plane on time, which still completely baffles me, considering the fact that for fifteen of those precious forty-five minutes, she was making me change. By the time I got out I felt like a tourist PLUS heavy metal had thrown up on me. I don't understand why Amelia was NOT OK with being seen with someone wearing normal clothes, as opposed to a leather skirt with a leather jacket and two metal necklaces hanging down around my neck, with a ginormous straw hat and sunglasses that covered half my face. Did I mention that Amelia's mother is overprotective and sent six body guards with her? So, not only did I look ridiculous but everyone was staring at me and the body guards. Amelia kindly told me that if I was going to go into acting I would have to get used to the attention. I kindly kicked her in the shin. So that was an overall interesting first day, and I hadn't even landed in Taiwan yet. But when I did, Amelia had already set up housing and everything. Only thing I had to worry about was making it "big". Yeaaaaah, Amelia isn't happy that I came without a plan.... she's still ranting about how irresponsible I am.... wish me luck!



~Faye