In 2001, after I visited Los Angeles and officially accepted my offer to attend USC, I played 2Pac's To Live and Die in LA on repeat in my car for days (because, ya know, I was hard-core, little, suburban blond girl that had 2Pac CDs). I was so excited that I was going to be living in the City of Angels.
So 11 years later it's a very bittersweet feeling to be leaving.
There are a few things about LA that I'm going to miss. A LOT.
First and foremost, my friends. I've been best friends with these girls since college and I'm gonna miss them like crazy. But I'm sure I'll be back in LA a lot to see them.
Being just 25 minutes away from my beloved USC. Our commute to home games just got a lot longer.
Our church, The Garden. We were SO blessed to find an amazing community of believers right here in downtown Long Beach. I'll miss our pastor, our church friends, and being able to walk to Sunday morning gatherings.
Our favorite restaurants and bars in Long Beach. Congregation Ale House, District Wine, Beachwood BBQ, Yard House, Allegria, Le Creparie, Wokano, George's Greek, and 555 East - I will miss you and your delicious eats, but my waistline won't!
There are a lot of things I won't miss, including, not limited to: LAX, The 405, pretentious Hollywood-types, the brown LA haze /smog, driving into West LA on the clogged side-streets, power plants/oil refineries located next to beaches, and random traffic jams at midnight.
The countdown is on, in just three weeks I'll no longer be a resident of LA. Eeeek!