Returning Home

Hello. After departing Medellin, I went back in Rancho Cordova, California, which is part of Sacramento. Spent time partying and drinking with old friends and family. Painted my Dad’s house and he threw me some coin which I needed desperately, because I left Colombia with about 200 dollars in the bank. I’m blessed, and I’m fortunate to have come back here at this time, because my work visa was up and money was down. 

Another City another whatever

After Sacramento I spent 3 weeks visiting my older brother, Kelly in San Antonio. Great times, but no weed smoking, since after this I’ll start my new job with random drug tests. We did lots of fixing and cleaning around his big home, which makes me happy because it’s a productive time to spend time with people you love and like. Just doing something that requires teamwork, so, really no awkward moments. You dig?

New Gig

Also, I’ve just began the official Consular Fellow Orientation in Washington DC. It’ll be about 5 months of training which includes the specific training for my position I’ll be doing in the US Embassy and a couple more months of Spanish instruction, even though I had to pass a Spanish test to get here. After this, I’ll be sent to a Spanish speaking country or possibly Guayana in South America or Belize in Central America, which both speak English, yet I hope I get a Spanish Speaking country. 

Why? 

Why do I keep this blog? To practice writing? To reach out to someone unknown out in the internet world? I’ve always read, admired writers, and wanted to become a writer. I’ve wrote. A lot. So this is just me doing what I want I like. 

Did someone say autistic?

I don’t know if I’ll ever have a girlfriend but I’ll keep trying. I’m trying to talk sexual, man to women, with women. I have a hard time moving out of the platonic conversation stage. Gotta never stop. Will never stop. I will have children someday. 

Conclusion:

Just keep going, try to have fun and make enough coin to finance your lifestyle.