July 30 1999
Now I am quite aware that anyone stumbling on to this will either be nearing the transfer, have passed through it, or be in a situation where it is not even existant. Well for those just read on and maybe be entertained.
Well it all started at the end of May when they handed me a diploma and said,'your done here move on.' I guess it actually started earlier.
Yes actually I would have to say it started sometime in mid May or even toward the begining.
The idea it was actually over probally hit once I found out that there would be no more drama there until next year.
Nothing
Given all that time and my main source of entertainment and work gone what was I left to do but ponder. Ponder what I was and where I was going and when I would get there and maybe even who I was.
This left me a little without idea. I mean I had nothing. No school. No job, and to somedegree no friends. I was alone and being alone I had only one person to talk to myself.
SO there I was more or less feeling sorry for myself when it dawns on me. I don't know where any of my classes are or when school starts or even what zip code I will soon be in. I am soon to be two states away from everything I ever knew and without a clue on how to make it in a foreigh society that has been made and forged without the presence of mind to take a so cal child into account. I am going to the desert state of New Mexico.
New Mexico, the state that I know next to nothing about besides they would take a reject from the Cal State system.
New Mexico, a place where everyone has a cellphone and the whole place has one area code(ok so I went there once)
New Mexico, someplace that I may end up regretting on the grounds of isolation.
Yes all this and more awaits me. All this awaits the innocent bistander that has been hassled by thier systems because I didn't know I wanted to go there until March and most of the incoming knew since the December. This is truely strangelands that I will soon be going to, a place that is simply not made to be lived in.
Well such is the life. How can I be ready for this change? How can I know anything about this. These people are a foreigh culture.
That is not some joke or anything really when you get right down to they are. I have lived for the last 18 years in the shadow of LA. These people are probally still undersome notion that that area is great and movie stars walk the street. I have seen on so called star in my life and that was in New York. In LA people don't walk they drive and if they don't drive they will not walk. The streets are empty to the pedestran and really the safest place is behind the wheel because you have that metal all around you.
Oh well it could be worse. Atleast I can tell a few things about the place.
Anyway I leave for this place at the begining of August and then have a few days to get use to the place before I have class.
Such is the way things go and such is the way I go. I have little control over this and less on the ways in which I go there. Perhaps I will actually like it. If I don't I can always leave.