Sunday, May 13, 2012
The ... Story ... of ... My ... Life
You may think, hey, I'm a New Orleans girl. I lived in a suburb there for only 6 years plus college downtown for 2 years. The whole time, I wanted to hold onto being from Florida. There is a ripple of pain when you always are coming to terms with the fact that you as a person are not from New Orleans, though you're there. I don't know. Like, I know people from places other than Florida hold roots in certain places more. It's something like that, anyway. Who knows what would have happened if I did not will this. I was proud of being from Florida. You could tell how sarcastic I was when you asked where in the world I might be from. I don't know about Orlando, but Florida is pretty awesome. I do enjoy being in northeastern Florida, though I am not from there originally. I feel pressured in southeastern Florida from the jealousy. You know, there's a thing about being from southeastern Florida that is like being from up north. It's considered better than northeastern Florida, though northeastern Florida is considered better than anywhere else.
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