As published in Uloop news.
I went to bed each night that week only to wake up in the middle of it and hear this mysterious roommate making an immense amount of excessive noise. I never once seen her face moving in and, of course, my mind immediately went to the worse thought.
I was convinced that there was something wrong with my new roommate. I had no idea where she was in the day time, and I had confirmation that she was still alive at night. My roommates and I eventually got the hint that she might only come out at night, and so we stayed up late to meet her. She was a petite younger girl with the most annoyingly squeaky voice. She told us that she had moved here from Peru a few years ago, and that she was majoring in nutrition. She seemed normal for few moments after the first conversation that we had with her but, naturally, my assumptions were wrong. (more…)
“How far north are you willing to go?” I asked the hitchhiker sitting in the passenger seat of my car. I put the car’s gear in to drive and slowly pulled off the side of the road and into L.A. traffic. “Where are you actually going?”
Cindy looked me up and down as if she was trying to figure me out and then said, “I’m heading for Oregon.”
My mind automatically raced back to the time when a journey to Oregon was the only thing on the minds of four college-aged girls. We never actually made it to the state sitting right above our own, and instead, the un-adventured place became a backdrop for a more important story of me and my friends. I thought to myself, what an incredible coincidence that this random hitchhiker wants to travel there now. (more…)
It was on the first day of my second internship where I was reminded of the other reason of why I took on both of these internships. The second internship was located in the heart of LA where all of the famous fashion stores and Hollywood stars would set up shop. I probably only had to drive about twenty or thirty miles or so to get to the office, but because I had to join the massive migration of cars traveling at the speed of a garden snail, it took me about an hour to end up in my overpriced parking structure.
Subtly nods, polite handshakes, and names were exchanged as I tried to settle into the new environment. The work that they had me do wasn’t as nearly stressful, and the fact that I didn’t have to stay there as long as the first internship made it feel a lot more relaxing. I went through the day quietly minding my own business until one of the girls who worked their invited me out for drinks with the rest of the people at the office. I accepted the offer in hopes of getting to know everyone there a little better, and decided to stay a few extra hours until we all made our way over to the popular Mexican restaurant.
Rounds of margaritas and quesadillas were served, and as I snacked happily on my free chips and salsa that sat in front of me at my table, I listened to the work conversations turn into after-hour rants. (more…)