Big update.
Overall Dates by event
June 24th - Moved back to Cali
August 1st - Car Accident
August 10th - Hired at Mainlands
September 1st - Fired from Mainlands
September 15th - Moved into my apartment
September 20-30 - Bday parties
June - October - Lots of partying lol
There are a lot more significant dates, but I do after all need something to write about. Where to start where to start... might as well start at the beginning.
8 hour flights, nothing quite like them. I can't say I hate them, and I can't say I love them. However, I do love flying back home. After many months living on my own, I don't really know what to call home anymore. I'm not going to life, i'm a bit homesick. Wake up in the morning, you know what I see? The world is the same, doesn't matter where you be. Just a little rhyme without intentionally rhyming, after all I do chat with rhythm. Back to topic.
Upon Arriving to SFO, woken up abruptly by the Captain "blah blah destination SFO." Woken up all groggy, and out of place I snap to my senses. I landed, but it didn't hit me yet. I turn on my phone, to find that everyone I know pretty much greeted me with a "WELCOME HOME!" or something meaningful. I rush down to baggage claim to get my bags when I get a call from who I thought was a girl. "Hey baby, where are you" and me being me... well I give the "ooh wsup giiirl" only, IT'S GAY ASS DOOKIE! That little slut, after two years I hella forgot about the whole gay voice thing(in no way am I homophobic, I have no fear of the gays. I do not mean to use the word gay so much but it just slides off my tongue like butter, and he is pretty gay.)
After getting to baggage claim, I look around trying to find the right bag. Soon interupted, by a sudden glimpse of Sean Juanitas and Tina Kha it hits me... I'm home :) They walk right past me, until I call their name. They didn't recognize me at all (I was wearing a dress shirt, Tie, casual dress pants.) Rushing them with homie slaps and hugs, we get my bags and get to the HELLA JDM van lol. I get to the car and i'm surprised with Vi and Dookie's presence. I crack a smile, only still groggy, crack a stogg with everyone minus sean and Vi(who doesn't smoke anymore wtf - Vi is my old Highschool Home girl/Crush. We all catch up, and talk about new/past memories. We soon get back to Seans house where I stayed for a couple months. I change, and I think we went to Denny's lol. My other family hit me up on the way, and end up meeting us there I catch up with them as well. We order at the table, and I ask what there is that I can order that has the most for the cheapest price. In any Denny's you go to you will told "Grand Slam meal." By far the best meal i've had in a while, regardless if the eggs were overdone, sausage not cooked right, bacon dry... being home and it being my first meal with friends was satisfying enough. Skipping through the other various events (partying, partying, catching up partying).
On my way to a party with Sean, coming from another party in Santa Cruz. We drive Tina's car back to her in the process. We find out the party is all the way up Quimby, and are in a rush to get there. Quimby has a two laned road leading up a hill where my accident happened. Skipping through certain details, we missed a turn considering it was so dark. End up dropping 40 feet nose first off the side off the hill into a creek. While in the air, I see it all slow motion. I punch the sunroof and upon hitting the ground I hit my head on the sunroof, knocking myself unconscious for a minute or two. I then am woken up, things are no longer in slow motion and I see Sean trying to get out of the car telling me to get out of it. We are suspended upside down at this point and need to climb up a hill. Getting up the hill was a bit of a hassle, however upon getting up I feel a sharp pain in my upper body. I then begin to go into shock, scared of what it might be. Luckily there was an Ambulence already heading up the hill due to a motorcyclist who also flew off the side of the hill. You have my prayers, didn't know you but I hope you made it through. Emt Ambulence soon rushes me to the hospital where I wake up in a mixed state of mind. After soon realizing a Doctor talking about already pumping me with so and so cc's of Morphine. Might I add morphine is a great drug lol. Test results turned out fine, no internal bleeding.. Just three broken ribs. No need to worry, everything is fine now.
I'm sorry but I have "festivities" to get to in a bit, so I must make this part short and simple.
I've caught up with old friends, and met new ones along the way. Makes me wonder, why I didn't know this group of people the 17 years I did live in Cali. Some of the people I met, were... not so cool, but there was a few that were. To give a shoutout, Krissel i'm glad I met you. She is one of the realest, chillest, most down to earth...est girl i've met in a while. From watching waves, to watching city lights, to watching movies, to watching eachother, everything has been great I'm glad I told Michael I was having a thing at my place that one day :).
Got to cut it off here, there will be more to come. Hopefully, i'll be able to add some pics as well when I get my new cam.
Until next time,
-Andrew
