This has been long overdue and reluctantly postponed twice already. There was a twinge that was tugging at me that left me feeling almost guilty for not updating this blog, so I’ve decided today should be the day to write about my new beginnings.
“So what, there’s no parade? That’s it?” These were the exact words I asked my guidance counselor at the beginning of finals week last December. She was explaining to me that I’ve completed the necessary credit requirements and that after finishing my finals, the last thing to do was to wait for my diploma in the mail.
Well, it finally came in a cardboard mailer. Wow. Receiving this piece of paper that, only through five years worth of countless restless nights, cramming for exams, bs’d papers was indescribably anticlimactic.
Job in LA.
OC is OC and I needed something new and exciting. LA is different to me, and since working at a marketing company for the last 6 weeks and being exposed to the better parts of LA, it is more different than I think I could ever handle or get used to. This desire for a change of pace had me looking for jobs in Los Angeles.
So a job was offered and I accepted, not looking back even once.
Apartment in LA.
Being 23 and only now, finally being able to be “on my own” really wasn’t what I expected it to be. Well, it was, however, my acclamation to it was not what I anticipated.
It’s good and it’s bad. There relationship between my parents and has evolved. I see them every weekend to do laundry and just to simply spend some time with my family to catch up on their going-ons. But to be honest and as strange as it may sound, it took me moving out for both my parents and I to understand each other and actually cherish the time we spend together. My semi-independence has begun to create a bond between us that will provide a balance of respect and love, something that was always innate, yet never expressed.
I have to take this lightly, baby steps, if you will. This is different and a definite change of style for me, taking things slowly, that is. I’ve always strived to be independent and precocious as I was a when I was little, I’m glad I still have that drive today, even after the unwelcomed episode I experienced six years ago., but that’s a different story.
First LA Accident
Um, my truck is fine. The plate and frame however, need to be replaced. An early morning drive on the 10 west…..-sigh-
First Parking Ticket
In front of my apartment as I went downstairs to move my car a parking enforcement ….woman, was writing me up…