Journal Entry #9

Well, that’s it, I am all packed up, my apartment is cleaned out, and I am ready to go turn in the keys and be out. Next stop : Gainesville, where I am going to meet up with a friend for a little while, then on to Mactown.

The past couple of days have been fun. I have been hanging out in downtown St. Pete in between packing sessions, and having a blast. Saturday was kind of weird though. We started the night at Andrew’s, pre-gamed it a little bit, then headed out to the bars. We went to the Lobby, saw some live music and ate free pizza at Fortunado’s, got kicked out of The Rare Olive, and probably hit a couple of other places, but I don’t quite remember those! We also met girls, narrowly dodged several fights, and somehow found ourselves back at Andrew’s the next day.

There was definitely something in the air that night; everybody just wanted to fight! I am guessing that it was because it was a fight night. Mike Tyson probably lost his last fight ever, and after that everybody was all riled up, rarin’ to go! A couple of years ago, I would have been throwin’ blows right back, but I have calmed down a lot since then. Now I find it much better to back down from a fight, for nothing good ever comes out of one. You either get hurt, go to jail, or have to pay medical bills. When I go out, I am looking to meet some ladies and have a good time. None of the previously mentioned help me accomplish either one of those goals.
That about wraps up the past couple of hours, I will get on the road in a little bit and then on with my adventures. I will talk to you later...

Later on that day.....

So, here I am, back in Macon. The ride up was fine, always good when you make it without delays due to traffic or weather. Stopped off in Gainesville on the way to see my friend Shea, whom I me through Andrés last fall. I only hung out with her that night, but always thought that she was very pretty. At about 5'3", she is of a mixed ethnicity, wears her hair in braids, and has curves in all the right places! But the best thing about her is her smile, which is only made better by the twinkle that appears in her beautiful brown eyes every time she grins. We chilled for awhile, talking about school, our past, and the future; you know, the basic things. Then I hit the road again. It is nice that she lives in Gainesville, cuz it is almost exactly half way between Macon and St. Pete, so gives me a nice break while I am on the road
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I got in this evening and spent the remainder of the day talking with Grandpa. He was very happy to see me, and even admitted how lonely it is around here now that Grandma is so far gone with the Alzheimer’s disease. Makes me wonder about my future, and that of my parents. Grandpa told me how happy he is that my dad gets to spend as much time as he does here. From my travels I have learned that the elderly are treated much better in foreign countries. Often they live with their children, as the case was with the family with whom I lived in Barcelona for a month. But it is not so here in the States, where we ditch our parents into an old-folks home. It seems weird to me that this happens, cuz to me nothing is more important than my family. But I am afraid that it will be no different for my parents, they are divorced, and live in opposite parts of the country. I am likely to live in a foreign country, so what am I supposed to do when that time comes? Hopefully I will be rich to the point that they can both have a house on my property somewhere, and that way I can look after them. I guess I will wait and see.

Not much else to report, so I will leave it at that.