Post by Skinner Jones on Jun 11, 2008 15:02:10 GMT -5
September 22, 2004. On the Plane
So, I'm on the plane now. And I thought I'd never get there. I thought for sure that something would happen, somebody would stop me, or Erik would slug me really good before I got the chance to get him. But it didn't.
So I finally stood up to him. It's about time. After a year of pure h*ll, it's about time that I stand up for myself. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be, a lot less of my bodily strength and more adrenaline. Though he got in a few good punches. My ribs are bruised I know, and I've got hand prints on my arms from here he tried to restrain me. So much for that.
Now, just around 4 hours later, I'm on this God-forsaken plane back home. To my home. LA. Thank you God. Good thing that Selena dropped by after the face-off between Erik and I, or I would have never gotten packed so quickly and would have had to catch a plane the next day. But we did it. She says she's proud of me and she'll miss me. I hope so. I'll miss her too.
I suppose I'll write again once we're earth bound. Until then, I get to try to sleep next to a large woman that smells like motor oil and watching Homeward Bound. Again. Joy. [/i]
So, I'm on the plane now. And I thought I'd never get there. I thought for sure that something would happen, somebody would stop me, or Erik would slug me really good before I got the chance to get him. But it didn't.
So I finally stood up to him. It's about time. After a year of pure h*ll, it's about time that I stand up for myself. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be, a lot less of my bodily strength and more adrenaline. Though he got in a few good punches. My ribs are bruised I know, and I've got hand prints on my arms from here he tried to restrain me. So much for that.
Now, just around 4 hours later, I'm on this God-forsaken plane back home. To my home. LA. Thank you God. Good thing that Selena dropped by after the face-off between Erik and I, or I would have never gotten packed so quickly and would have had to catch a plane the next day. But we did it. She says she's proud of me and she'll miss me. I hope so. I'll miss her too.
I suppose I'll write again once we're earth bound. Until then, I get to try to sleep next to a large woman that smells like motor oil and watching Homeward Bound. Again. Joy. [/i]
