So in the past six years -

Virginia - New Orleans - Chicago - Huntington Beach/Los Angeles - New Orleans - San Francisco.

I'm moving out of New Orleans, out of my safety zone where I know people and had a decent paying job - into a brand new and very expensive city.

I'm nervous as fuck.

But we'll see how it goes.

 I really have no clue what the fuck I am doing. 

 I now am a property owner in San Francisco, CA.

/whee

You know how people can feel the quote, unquote magic of a city?
People say it about New Orleans all the time.

But damn, San Francisco.
I love this city.

There are some feelings I'd like to experience again that I haven't felt in a long time.

Such as -

Stepping out of an airplane into cold air.
Waiting for luggage by myself in a city I've never been before late at night.
Waking up on a winter morning with cloudy skies and windy air.
Strolling down random streets in Chicago.

So, I'm going to Chicago ( Read more... )

This year started off rocky - but I gotta say this is one the better years of my life.

I got my ass back in school, got a decent job, about to get a PAYOUT FROM BP, got a nice apartment, and a great group of friends. I got to see all the concerts I wanted to. Learned to love living in New Orleans.

Case in point - got to see Vampire Weekend front row ( Read more... )

Got the inheritance from my dad - headed to Vietnam in three weeks for his funeral ( Read more... )

So I'm 23 years old now.
Yeah.

Anyway things are up in the air right now.
School's the same. However being at Loyola is just - I just don't feel like a student. I go to class, I talk to very few people, and then I head straight to work. But I like my job for the most part. I get paid well and I get along with most of my co-workers. That and management ( Read more... )

Revelations -

I just found out one of my old friends from Loyola is a prostitute. My mind exploded.

I'm obsessed with The Bachelor/Bachelorette mainly because of the drama.

I really, really need a new couch. and a bed.

So at the end of the year, I suppose we're all supposed to write something to commemorate all of the crazy events that has happened. 2009 was just a very, very weird year in general ( Read more... )