LA vs. NOT LA, I MEAN NOLA ;)

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

LA, where I’m from is like “girly” That’s the only way I know how to put it. While NOLA is “boyish”.

In L.A. we have roses everywhere. I mean, you step outside of your house and in any direction you travel, every yard has roses. I’ve been in NOLA for one month and eight dayz, traveled all over the city (and it is bigger than you think) and I have found ONE HOUSE with a rose bush. ONE! And she watches those bad boys like a hawk! I was able to steal one last night. I had too. I am the person who used to walk around L.A. with a ROSE everyday!!! EVERYDAY, you would see me carrying a rose. And then I come out here, and didn’t see ONE ROSE until I had been here over a month. Talk about withdrawal symptoms.

I’ve never experienced homesickness, but when I hear people say, “To Live and Die in L.A.” and how they wouldn’t want to live anywhere else, I agreed til I came here. I mean I love NOLA, there is no city like it in the world, but it is the complete opposite of my L.A. – Roses, Butterflies, Honeybees, Hummingbirds, Rainbows, Beaches and Mountains……

NOLA is like for boys. They have lizards and dragonflies, frogs and mosquitos and shit.

Swamps and alligators and I’ve always been somewhat of a tomboy, but damn.

Change is cool. Diversity is the spice of life, or whatever the saying is, I think it’s variety. But damn, can I see a mountain, please?!?!?!?!?!?!

Just like the roses, I don’t know how to act if I can’t go outside and see a mountain range……… *deep breath Love*

The beaches are hard to deal with being away from, but the mountain range, I took for granted. They were just always there, you know. I just moved from Ontario! Their city symbol is a mountain range!

NOLA is crazy. OMG Last night they had this Crimestoppers event with events all over the city. It was fun. I was on my bike (Zawji gave me a bike a couple dayz ago) and I came across a group of bikers. I hung out with them a little bit and this one Brother in the back was trying to get it on! I was like, “Oh no, Brother, I don’t do that anymore, I’m married.” He was not trying to hear it. I’m explaining how I don’t have casual sex. It’s not worth it and I’m very much in love with my husband. Then I look down, and he’s got his dick hanging out his fly. Like nothing! I was like, “When did you do that?” LOL I was done. SMH He’s steadily licking his lips and I’m like “I gotta go. Ya’ll are too wild….”

Then the homie told me it was “Turnt up Tuesday” I was like, “What’s that?” He said some new joint. Let me see if it’s on YT.

I can’t find any particular song yet. But apparently, that’s the thing.

Anyway, I was upset because of something, and I went to see the homie Satch, and I was sitting down writing by the fountain and somebody stole my bike!

So, I’m pissed naturally, cause Louie was supposed to be watching it! But he told me that they really needed it and I thought back to this Brother I had passed on my way to the park who looked tired from a long day at work and here I am joyriding and he’s walking.

So, I thought, if somebody like him got it, I’m PLEASED.

So, then I leave, walking like “somebody done stole my fucking bike….” LOL and then I see this Brother on a bike that looked exactly like mine.

I was like, “Naa, couldn’t be!” But I yelled out, “Get off my bike!” He kept riding. So, I said it again a little louder, “Get off my bike!” He went into a parking lot and I had to run a little because if anybody is going to joyride on MY bike, it’s going to be ME!

So, I said, “That’s my bike!” and he got off and I got closer and sure enough, it was my bike. I was like, Only me.

Turned out to be one of the Brothers I had met on Sunday at the park. I’m getting ahead of myself in my writing. I have another half of a journal to write before I get up to now. But I just feel like writing……..

I wish I could take the music of NOTLA back to L.A.

And the food……. It’s like Heaven. I felt so guilty when I found this fruit pie and I thought it was going to taste like those little cheap fifty cent fruit pies you get at the liquor store. I almost came that shit was go fucking good. Astagfirullah! But NOLA…….

I don’t know bout you……..

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