Perhaps the most important thing that has happened in my life was moving up here. The fact that I left my home in Los Angeles, willingly, to move up here with my dad, was quite unexpected, at least for everyone other than me. At three in the morning on July 3 of this year, I packed my stuff in my car, and left my mom's house. Many people assume that because I moved up here, my whole family came too. Not the case at all. I moved by myself. And I drove from Los Angeles to Sacramento, by myself at three in the morning. I had many reasons for leaving, some of which were my friends, family, sch…
