I deleted this blog a couple months ago. Not like I really wanted to, its just that I had only made 2 entries within the span of 6 months. Even worse, I started it with some pretty lofty ambitions that never got fufilled. Insult to injury. Did it have something to do with the blunts, booze, dead-end relationships, shitty jobs, losing sight of my dreams and being ok with not being ok?
(The short answer: uh... yeah.)
I moved back to Santa Ana (my hometown) about 3 years ago, fully intending to enroll in school, finish my art degree, launch my rap career, and enjoy life. I know, I know: there's much better schools than SAC, better hip hop scenes in Long Beach and LA, and much nicer places to live than "SanTana". But that's not why I moved back here.
I fucking love this city. I loved downtown when I was a kid, when it was sketchy and run down and the Artist Village wasn't so much as a glimmer in Don Cribb's eye. I love the history and the old architecture and neighborhoods. I love the cruising on Bristol and Burrell's BBQ. I love the fact that people on the street might not smile, but if you make them laugh, they laugh HARD. I love the hipster spots, even though sometimes I hate the hipsters, and I hate how the elected officials are so corrupt... but at least their dependable, right?
Anyway, you get the point. And if you don't, stay tuned. There's more to come like Johnny Carson.
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