just because im punck..

New city, New life

        Today i booked a flight to New Orleans. They said I could go in 2 hours which is fine to me. I will have to live in my dead grandma's house, sadly she was the only one who accepted me. I just hope people there accept me. I started packing up when I spotted a necklace my grandma had given me for good luck when I was 16. Damn I thought I lost it when i was walking in the river with Jake.  

        2 hours have gone by, i'm in the airport with tons of stares and nobody to hug me good bye. Sometimes I just feel lonely, well i am lonely. I know all of that is going to change in New Orleans. At some point it has to. On the way to the plane I heard someone say "finally we don't have a weirdo in our city." The other person said "mane she was pretty doe, i don't think she was weird at all.". That made me want to stay but one person wouldn't make the difference.

        I'm in New Orleans now, it's midnight and all I have to do now is look for my grandma's home. I found it but of course i needed to clean it. So with the experience i have with cleaning I started to clean. After that i wen to sleep and didn't even unpack because I was too tired. I woke up at 12 in the afternoon to a huge knock. WTF how do people know i live here now. I opened the door and just saw a news paper. Wth people knock like that just to leave a news paper. i looked around and saw a girl. She was dressed weirdly just like me! FINALLY! I ran upstairs got dressed, got my dog and went for a walk hoping to find more people like her.

        DAMN it felt like forever to find someone like her so i went home. In the afternoon I went to the graveyard to leave my grandma some flowers. That is where i met Reiva. We talked and talked. After talking and introducing ourselves we went to a near by bar. She said her friends would be there and she will introduce me to them and that they all lived together. I thought it was weird but it was fine to me.