So I've been in California for 2 years and 1 month so far. Worked 3 jobs, and lived in 3 places.
My favorite thing about being here is being a part of Kyles family. His parents treat me and feel like my own, and it feels like I still have a dad around.
My least favorite thing about being here is having NO family and just about NO friends. It took a while, but eventually it becomes unbearable. Just about nothing is worth this lack of family. I want the Christmas' and thanksgivings that I remember. I want to watch Courtney, and Jake and my little cousins grow up. And I would die for some rain. And not just a light drizzle throughout the day, but a good long week of a hardcore downpour that makes it inconvenient just to go out to the store.
I would probably sit here and write tons more boring shit about the constant battles I have in my own brain all day. But this vicodin is telling me to shut up, relax, and go the fuck to sleep.
So tomorrow I can vacuum the apartment, got to the store for some more band-aids, go to the bank, and try to get the haircut I want, and fail because I dont trust anyone or wanna pay more than 40 bucks.
I just started craving macaroni and cheese.
Gnight Love (The only one thats gonna read this) <3
hells yes :) i gotta shout out online and you wrote your first blog??? fuck yes, but shit you know things will get better, and nice job on the first post. writing like a champ already, even if the vicodin is tellin you to shut up. btw that pic would fuck you up if you were on acid or something lol, but good job, better write some more in it too :D
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