For most of my educated life I attended private catholic school. It wasn't until my junior year in high school that my parents gave me an option to switch to public school. Being the adventurous type of person I opted to switch.
Going to private school was a bit dry for me- never enough to explore and very vanilla.
When I transferred I became this kid who morphed into this eager beaver. A far cry form the shy kid who hated PE classes. I joined every club possible, swimming in all the possibilities that education had to offer. I loved business- so I joined Future Business Leaders of America. I loved school activities, so I ran for student body. Whatever I wanted, I did and there was so much to choose from.
It was like child that for- many years was given a box of crayons that had only the primary colors- and then suddenly discovered the super jumbo 100 pack of crayons! It was amazing. My body was racing with energy and discovery. I was alive!
Since moving here to LA I have been getting that same feeling again. Walking down the city streets I feel like I have been given another blank canvas and fresh new box of crayons!
I break open the box and inhale the waxy fumes. What will I draw today? What will i do with all these colors? What great piece of art will I create?
Yesterday I was walking home with my Ipod in and came upon a good song that got me almost skipping to the beat! I started to sing along and -sadly even play the air drums! I was so comfortable in my element that the craziness of the super heroes on Hollywood boulevard, the fuss over a movie being filmed and even Angeline pulling over in her pink Corvette- didn't distract me for a second.
I was alive! I was part of this intense city that had something happening on every corner.
And...there I was able to choose my new direction. It was an invigorating feeling that I was very blessed to have.
I smiled at passers by- what would I become? Who would be my new friends? So many questions to answer as time goes by.
I cant wait to be a familiar face at the local Starbucks, you know the things that make you feel even more at home! I want them to know I take a grande drip with room for cream- and start it when I walk in. I want others to know I come there- and Im a local!
So far the city has welcomed me with open arms and Im happy to be here.
8 comments:
are you kidding with this crap....wow
This is the biggest bunch of crap I've ever heard! It's people like you that give LA a bad name. Go back to wherever the hell it is you're from.
hahahaha sorry but you will never be a local ... especially after 2 days!
seriously I agree....talking the talk and not walking the walk..lol
"it was an invigorating feeling I was blessed to have"
Hold onto that! It's contagious, and the Universe is waiting to respond.
BTW- I apreciate your honesty with this blog. Not everyone understands, but those of us who do-do so whole-heartedly!
Keep writing, Writer!
Wow talk about some negative talk from some really immature people who think they know it all. Don't worry and rest asure that your TRUE friends love to read your blog. Miss ya!!
this is pretty pycho......a grown man worrying about what people think....if shit like this bothers you...you should not put your oppinion out there...I do not think that people are being immature...I think they are sick of hearing the broken record or the banter of someone who has burned soooooooo many bridges.
Jennifer, clearly you have not felt the knife plunged into your back but I sincerely doubt that you can honestly say you don't know someone who has. If you don't then you just don't know David too well or too long. I don't expect him to let this comment slip through as he tries to appear ambitious and honest but is a back stabbing bitch with no loyality.
And, writer, it is tacky to write comments on your own blog.
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