If I Go

Its been a year and a half since I left L.A and moved back here to Hawaii. I wanted and definately needed a fresh new start, away from the mess back in California.

I lived with my grandparents for a while, until I finally got a job to support myself.

I worked at a storage store in downtown Honolulu, saving up some money on the side to buy my own place. I had tried convincing my mom to move back here, but she said Nalla was really starting to enjoy it there at her new school, and jobs were scarce here. For the sake of Nalla, I stopped constantly pestering here about it, and began focusing more on getting my very first apartment.

Finally, after nearly a year of working night shifts at a very crappy container store and part-time at a hotelas a vallet, I was able to afford a spacious apartment that overlooked the beautiful beach near the strip in Waikiki.

Now, the month being January of 2014, I am living alone, working full-time as a hotel vallet, just trying to find myself.

My new-and-improved self.

Lets just see how that goes.