An almost love story

Part 01:Back to Cali

I was flying from Texas to California for the 500th time. I have a love hate relationship with California but Cali has the money, and Texas the living.

I suddenly wanted to go back to get that bachelors degree in Radio and TV broadcasting. I love San Francisco State University, so regardless of what I like-I like doing hair actually- I'll pursue that degree and get it and just keep it and tell the world I at least have a degree even if I never do anything with it. That's a messed up thinking but I thought it.

I hurriedly ate the snacks Southwest Airlines served it's passengers like a thief whilst trying to purchase an $8.00 internet connection so I can at least keep myself busy with the new dating app I just joined for the next 3 hours.

I was tired of BLK-it was not giving what it was supposed to give. How's it called BLK but everyone except black people were on there? Why did someone come at me so sweet calling me baby day in day out but his name is going to be David Broussard; same name and photo that has been used to scam people, a lot of people in the USA. The information was on Google too so he is definitely bold.

The thing is, my  friend in Dallas had found someone on Coffee Meets Bagel and he and her were talking super seriously so I was determined to check and see what the men on there were like.

Who knows, I may meet Prince Charming or his father King enchanting. For unknown reasons though, $8.00 was withdrawn from my account but the internet said eff you.

The reason I was trying to get on a new app actually is to forget the little disrespectful situation I had been in Dallas where this dude had said "I am busy right now and can't date, I thought I was ready but I do not want to eliminate the fact that we could still date in future" BUT he wanted to start sleeping with me. How suave.

I did not come on BLK to find friends with benefits so no thank you. There's an app called Tinder for mostly that.

I gave up on trying to refresh and reopen the new app, promised myself I'd call customer service for a refund, landed, some people clapped, we deplaned in Sacramento and I got in a taxi and went straight to Natomas to go back to living with James D, my former landlord who is literally one of the best, sweetest and most understanding people ever. There is another landlord I also had who is the absolute best, Charles L- i must talk about him later. I have to.

The plan was to go back to the salon I used to work at on Missions in San Francisco, live in Sacramento because it's cheaper, while going to school hybrid. I'm going to get this edu-ma-cation and everyone can put a little more respect on my name. Who knows, i may find love along the way too. I was very happy with myself and with that plan.