applied to college. got accepted. broke the news to family. they cried. the dad took the car. the mom cried some more. i packed up my shit. bought a plane ticket. and flew to LAX. no house. no car. just a suitcase full of dreams. found a hotel. stayed there a few nights. met a guy. went to orientation. found a place to stay. and went to school.
i don't feel like finishing this, i'll do it later. and better. but yeah. eight months later. thank you LA for being so good to me.
Monday, April 19, 2010
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my little J's all grown up...awwwwwww ;D
ReplyDeleteLove it ... one moment you are going to stop writing, and the next we are getting the back story ... it's a bit like those progs on TV that have a synopsis of the previous 10 minutes, that take 8 mins to deliver, allowing 2 more mins of drama, before the next break 'for important messages'.
ReplyDeleteKids, virgins, Mexicans. What a busy time you have been having. Glad you are safe and well though.
Be good. G =]