There comes a time in a boys life where he turns 21, like i did just 2 days over a month ago. There comes a time when that boy has car problems, like i did just over 2 months ago. There alos comes a time where that same boy gets his car, his only real source of transportation to school…stolen, like I did, yesterday, at school…
Im stuck in a pickle now, a very sour, not kosher one. I can stay here, ride a scooter and a bike for the remainder of my time here in So-Cal, take the train, and just study my but off. OR move to Chicago next semester and do school back words. I think I should tough it out. What do y’all think?
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