How I came to L.A.
I don't think you are ready for this jelly. This is the story of how I came to the spot I am at right now. [the abridged version]
I'd been coming to L.A. on and off for the past year. Yes, yes- it all started with THIS BOY from San Diego whom I met while visiting my super posse in Clearwater, Florida. He came to see me in NY, then I booked a ticket for SD, and in between we fought and called it quits. So I drove from SD to visit THIS DUDE I used to "date" in college [in Savannah] whom had moved to L.A. ORIGINALLY, he and I had planned to move to L.A. together after graduation [we were only friends at this point, despite romantic drama to which I roll my eyes]. 5 years later, we remained buds. I never moved to L.A., instead I attempted a move to Italy, which was cut short due to family trauma, so I moved home to Atlanta and then onto NYC.
Anyways, I drove up to L.A. from San Diego last September, went out one night... and was sick on the couch for the rest of the weekend. BOO! Like, serious emergency room sick. Not too much to drink sick. Came home to NY, and decided to use a free airline voucher to come back for a round 2 for fall fashion week. Last time, I had been suspicious that the ex was trying to be romantical with myself, despite my unfortunate state of health [and I laughed because I was NOT interested in going down that road again, plus my heart had just been broken by boy-wonder-roos in SD]. However this time I was sure because he started flinging sweet talk the minute he picked me up at the airport. [Yes, this is the same ex who works for FOX, btw. So this should be sounding familiar if you've read previous posts.] We went out for drinks... HE put the moves on ME [I have to emphasize this now, you will see why later...] and the rest is my mistake. Basically, I find out, he had a secret girlfriend for 3 years. Never told me, OR his family, OR his friends. Except for bragging purposes, I suppose. He is 35, she is 21. And a hot asian [of course].They met when she was 19 and she dumped her beau for him. He cheated on her at least twice [that I know of], once with his aunt's married best friend, and once with me [yuck]. He allowed this girl to pay for everything, including child support for a kid no one knew he even had [from highschool]. She even opened a credit card in his name, and he bought me drinks with it. AND at the end of the weekend, he surprises me by making plans for us to all hang out on Sunday. So after 3 days of he and I playing grab ass, I got to face her and make friends. [Which we did. As much as I tried to pretend she was horrible, she was actually very sweet.] He had talked all weekend about how awesome I am, and she sucks, and he was ready to call it quits. BLAH BLAH BLAH. Cut to Debbie and I becoming pals. She is his aunt [not by blood, but she is best friends with his real aunt and has known him since he was a wee tot]. While he is at work at the studio, she and I schemed some artsy collaborations. So I decided to come back for a month so we could put those wheels in motion. I found a friend from college to sublet my NYC pad, and returned to L.A. a few months later, with my friend [and now roomate] Niko in tow. [she wanted to move here] I had no plans to move. However, I got caught up all the gloriousness, and the sunshine, and the outdoors, and beginning a new healty life [mind you, this was after my life-changing trip to Germany, so I was all about revamping my lifestyle]. Well, previous to my return, my concious set in, and he and I had many heated debates about what's right and wrong. Needless to say, I told him I wasn't ok with crashing at his pad anymore [because he told her not to come around and that is not fair] and that I didn't want to hang out with her because I know she would find out what happened. I told him if she asked, I wouldn't lie. Still, he made the choice to stay with her, and I know this is due to the fact that she spoiled him rotten. Soooooo sick. Meanwhile, behind my back, he was manipulating everyone to make sure Niko and I stay with him for the month. We arrive, and as the month progresses... he begins to put his signature moves on Niko, one of my best friends, IN FRONT OF MY FACE. Mind you, he never paid attention to her when we were all buds in college. AND we were staying at his place. I had to deal with this for 4 weeks. [Niko thought he was rediculous, too, so no worries of her betraying me]. The first week we arrived, we had made plans to move here. I was due for a change. Turns out his neighbor needed someone to take over her lease, and the rent was cheap, so we took it. [So, yes, now I am his neighbor. Yuck.] We met a bunch of his friends, scored job prospects, yada yada yada...
Cut to the move. [3 months ago]
The entire grand finale, in a nutshell: we move in, girlfriend is always at his house, she makes buddies with us [which I had warned him would happen]. He goes out of town, and she starts asking questions. She starts to confess things to me because she never had anyone to talk to, since the were 'secret lovers' for 3 years. She asks if anything ever happened, I confessed, and she proceeded to spend the weekend going through his shit and throwing out everything she bought him. Which was 75% of his apartment. I pick him up from the airport, and she is waiting for him...
Cut to now. [2 months later]
He and I don't talk. We are neighbors. He made up lies about me behind my back to make everyone hate me. [The only person this didn't work on is Debbie because she knows who he really is, and she and he no longer talk.] He tries to be pleasant to my face. It's such bullshit. In the past few months I discovered our past 6 years of friendship was built on lies. I never pretended that he was a good boyfriend, but I always though we had a decent friendship. He told Debbie I was "his biggest fan" and Niko was "some rich bitch". His real aunt, Debbie's best friend, has applauded my actions [he deserved everthing he got] and she told us that he does shit like this to his own family. So sad.
So now... I'm starting from scratch. It's been a bit surreal. I'm starting to think maybe I do need a reality show.
I'd been coming to L.A. on and off for the past year. Yes, yes- it all started with THIS BOY from San Diego whom I met while visiting my super posse in Clearwater, Florida. He came to see me in NY, then I booked a ticket for SD, and in between we fought and called it quits. So I drove from SD to visit THIS DUDE I used to "date" in college [in Savannah] whom had moved to L.A. ORIGINALLY, he and I had planned to move to L.A. together after graduation [we were only friends at this point, despite romantic drama to which I roll my eyes]. 5 years later, we remained buds. I never moved to L.A., instead I attempted a move to Italy, which was cut short due to family trauma, so I moved home to Atlanta and then onto NYC.
Anyways, I drove up to L.A. from San Diego last September, went out one night... and was sick on the couch for the rest of the weekend. BOO! Like, serious emergency room sick. Not too much to drink sick. Came home to NY, and decided to use a free airline voucher to come back for a round 2 for fall fashion week. Last time, I had been suspicious that the ex was trying to be romantical with myself, despite my unfortunate state of health [and I laughed because I was NOT interested in going down that road again, plus my heart had just been broken by boy-wonder-roos in SD]. However this time I was sure because he started flinging sweet talk the minute he picked me up at the airport. [Yes, this is the same ex who works for FOX, btw. So this should be sounding familiar if you've read previous posts.] We went out for drinks... HE put the moves on ME [I have to emphasize this now, you will see why later...] and the rest is my mistake. Basically, I find out, he had a secret girlfriend for 3 years. Never told me, OR his family, OR his friends. Except for bragging purposes, I suppose. He is 35, she is 21. And a hot asian [of course].They met when she was 19 and she dumped her beau for him. He cheated on her at least twice [that I know of], once with his aunt's married best friend, and once with me [yuck]. He allowed this girl to pay for everything, including child support for a kid no one knew he even had [from highschool]. She even opened a credit card in his name, and he bought me drinks with it. AND at the end of the weekend, he surprises me by making plans for us to all hang out on Sunday. So after 3 days of he and I playing grab ass, I got to face her and make friends. [Which we did. As much as I tried to pretend she was horrible, she was actually very sweet.] He had talked all weekend about how awesome I am, and she sucks, and he was ready to call it quits. BLAH BLAH BLAH. Cut to Debbie and I becoming pals. She is his aunt [not by blood, but she is best friends with his real aunt and has known him since he was a wee tot]. While he is at work at the studio, she and I schemed some artsy collaborations. So I decided to come back for a month so we could put those wheels in motion. I found a friend from college to sublet my NYC pad, and returned to L.A. a few months later, with my friend [and now roomate] Niko in tow. [she wanted to move here] I had no plans to move. However, I got caught up all the gloriousness, and the sunshine, and the outdoors, and beginning a new healty life [mind you, this was after my life-changing trip to Germany, so I was all about revamping my lifestyle]. Well, previous to my return, my concious set in, and he and I had many heated debates about what's right and wrong. Needless to say, I told him I wasn't ok with crashing at his pad anymore [because he told her not to come around and that is not fair] and that I didn't want to hang out with her because I know she would find out what happened. I told him if she asked, I wouldn't lie. Still, he made the choice to stay with her, and I know this is due to the fact that she spoiled him rotten. Soooooo sick. Meanwhile, behind my back, he was manipulating everyone to make sure Niko and I stay with him for the month. We arrive, and as the month progresses... he begins to put his signature moves on Niko, one of my best friends, IN FRONT OF MY FACE. Mind you, he never paid attention to her when we were all buds in college. AND we were staying at his place. I had to deal with this for 4 weeks. [Niko thought he was rediculous, too, so no worries of her betraying me]. The first week we arrived, we had made plans to move here. I was due for a change. Turns out his neighbor needed someone to take over her lease, and the rent was cheap, so we took it. [So, yes, now I am his neighbor. Yuck.] We met a bunch of his friends, scored job prospects, yada yada yada...
Cut to the move. [3 months ago]
The entire grand finale, in a nutshell: we move in, girlfriend is always at his house, she makes buddies with us [which I had warned him would happen]. He goes out of town, and she starts asking questions. She starts to confess things to me because she never had anyone to talk to, since the were 'secret lovers' for 3 years. She asks if anything ever happened, I confessed, and she proceeded to spend the weekend going through his shit and throwing out everything she bought him. Which was 75% of his apartment. I pick him up from the airport, and she is waiting for him...
Cut to now. [2 months later]
He and I don't talk. We are neighbors. He made up lies about me behind my back to make everyone hate me. [The only person this didn't work on is Debbie because she knows who he really is, and she and he no longer talk.] He tries to be pleasant to my face. It's such bullshit. In the past few months I discovered our past 6 years of friendship was built on lies. I never pretended that he was a good boyfriend, but I always though we had a decent friendship. He told Debbie I was "his biggest fan" and Niko was "some rich bitch". His real aunt, Debbie's best friend, has applauded my actions [he deserved everthing he got] and she told us that he does shit like this to his own family. So sad.
So now... I'm starting from scratch. It's been a bit surreal. I'm starting to think maybe I do need a reality show.