Christopher Biala

This post is dedicated to my boy Chris, if it wasn't for him I would have never made it out of VA> and heres how it went down (in short form). Chris and I lived together in Linkhorn Bay over the summer. We had a blast living so close to our friends and the oceanfront, but it eventually came to an end. It was our last week living at the condo and I was helping Chris pack with a little help from the grey goose and redbulls he bought. Were were sitting outside smoking a cigg when he told me that he was getting out of the NAVY soon and was planning on moving back to Hawaii. Chris knew that I didnt have any serrious ties in VA so he invited me in on the trip. Lucky for me I had just recently came across some money and was able to buy the plane ticket. Long story short, I flew to Hawaii, and had the time of my life. Now I got my feet wet with the whole traveling thing and i feel like I could go anywhere I want.

party

Recap- cookout last night behind bike factory, lots of people showed up to say bye, ima miss those guys so much. I drank and drank untill I wasn't sad about leaving hawaii anymore. Woke up late, threw all my shit in a bag and drove to the airport with tarrin. My debit card didn't work when I was trying to pay for my bags so I just wrote a bad check. Wondered in a drunken stuper around the airport, causally strolling with the confidence that my plane would not leave without me. Made it to gate 26 with just secconds to spair. Talked to an attractive younger flight att. Now im on the plane listening to wutang wondering how im going to pay for this vodka sprite with no money. Hawaii, amazing, im going to miss it.

amazing

I don't want this day to end. I woke up with a smile and it hasent gone away. This place has changed me so much. I was once a stressed out pesamistic jerk and I look back and I can't believe I actually allowed myself to live like that. Anyways, im chillin at t-bags waiting for his sis to drop me downtown so I can skate around the beach and soak in that last bit of hawaiian sun. People are going to think im mexican, im tan as shit now and its just going to be funny to see everyones reaction when I get back to VA. So ima spend my day just relaxing and all that good stuff then when the bike shop closes they are having a cookout for me. Its going to be a bummer to say bye to all my new friends. in some other new, I got my jobs back (badass coffee and blue horshoe). I loved working at badass, I got paid to cook food and watch tv. And I met leanna there and she's one of the coolest chicks ever. Blue horshoe is sick too cause I pretty much hang out and bullshit all day. And my uncle is the manager so I get away with a lot. And both of the jobs are at the beach so if im luck ill never have to leave the oceanfront. Summer is just around the corner and if you have ever spent the summer at the oceanfront, you know that its a good ass time. Word up, im bout to head out now, be easy!

bye friends

In the last month there were a few people that I got pretty close with, and in the last week all of them moved back to the mainland. Now im pretty much back to where I was when I first got here, jobless and spending my days wandering the city endlessly waiting for the locals to get off work so I can have some people to ride bikes with. Im only here for four more days, but time is at a dead hault right now. Monday im flying out to LA to hang out with suzie lawless and bagle, and thursday night im digging out to virginia beach. It still hasent hit me that in a week ill be home again with all my friends, I can't wait.