I don’t want to forget this moment.

Hello life,

I’ve started a new chapter as of January 15th of this year. I moved to the LBC and thus far it has been wonderful. No serious problem despite the constant struggle to pay for rent.

I work at Los Angeles Helicopters as a receptionist/dispatcher. India… lima oscar victor echo… tango hotel india sierra… juliet oscar bravo…
I got to school at Harbor Occupational Center for the Pharmacy Technician program where I am within the top 5 of my class.

I wake up every day and I still think of my favorite flight. And by the end of the day, as I prep myself for complete rest, I realize how much I hate the fact: It was the best trip, and it all crashed—beyond my control—while I was still enjoying the happy air. Maybe I was the only one felt this high…? Why…? But I don’t regret, I just reflect.

My laptop is broken. It has STDs or something.
This asshole asked me recently to be his friends with benefits. I said no. He’s Asian, short in stature and knowledge, and more importantly, probably has a small weenis. I don’t settle, and definitely don’t let boys distract these eyes from the prize.
I turned 24 recently. It was a wonderful 7 days of celebration filled with food, alcohol, and gallivanting. I cracked my phone—battle scars of an eventful evening of crazy dancing. Everyone in my life has been truly a blessing, and I couldn’t ask for more.

But here I am, already asking before I’ve finished my business here. My next step? A bachelors. I’m ready for university after I’ve found a position using my Pharmacy Technician skills. I’d like to go into the field of medicine. I want to look back and be able to say I’ve completed the task…….


I don’t want to forget this moment.
AMBITIOUS MONSTER, RAE.