atlanta.

i was just reading the online version of creative loafing of Atlanta and i was reminded of all the fun, adventure and heartbreak that i endured while living there. perhaps i can regail my audience with my tales.

i moved there in 1985 or so (but i was born there in 1979) and in my high school years (1993-1997) i would drive to Little 5 or Virginia Highlands (when it was cool) and hang out. i had my outside of school friends who all ended up being punk musicians of some sort. many of my boyfriends were in a band of some sort. i should have tried out but i was way more shy then than i am now. the only one who wanted to try out was Keefe. anyhow, i grew up mostly in Duluth which was about 20-30min north of the city. i had my spots along Peachtree Blvd that i used to go to. Waffle House, a lot of antique stores, HMV music at Lennox Sq., sometimes to UGA in Athens, always Best Buy, Borders (which no longer exists), Gwinnett Place Mall especially the Sanrio store. those were days. i was solitary a lot of the time.

when i graduated i went to Brenau University in Gainesville (an all women's college, which sounded convincing when my college counselour told my parents) and roommed with a weird British gal, Sam which ended in disaster. then i made friends with a girl name Katie (the first gal i slept with) and then she dropped out. the adjoining room that shared the bathroom was Sara, who at the time was timid and a bit square. but she was cool and we hung out all the time. then i fell in love with her. we went everywhere together. so the heartbreak is that. after she returned from NYC she dumped me.

i could say that my life in ATL is bittersweet. i wish i had known myself better when i was in high school. perhaps i would've been happier. mostly what i picture about Atlanta was driving the highways at night. either coming from work in Brookhaven or driving to Gainesville. or just driving around at night to think. i picture the long stretch of road, the lights of other cars, bulidings, highway lights (especially in Peachtree Corners). yeah its bittersweet. but i learned and experienced life that is sometimes good and bad but one does learn.

a bientot!