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Another Move!? Oh Jonathan!

08/24/2014

Hey Readers,

First off before I start writing this blog I want to personally thank all the people who have followed my blog and supported it. Your supports and followed are greatly appreciated. I also love comments and critiques and do appreciate the nice ones I have received so far! Thanks again and i just wanted to say that this will be my 53rd post!! Your support, comments, and follows keep this blog up and running! Thanks again!

Ok. Where to start? Ah! Last time I left you off with me dating Octavio. Yeah, we did go on a dinner date at Denny’s Family restaurant and it was delicious. I ordered fried steak with mashed potatoes and broccoli (Wow! What a lot of starch! lol!). He ordered some stir fry stuff. We enjoyed the dinner and talked about what we wanted in our futures, I was kind of talking like i wanted him in my life and wanted to marry him. He said he wanted to marry one day, have one kid and open his own salon. I was fallen for him and told him that sounded great. He also told me about his alcohol addiction and how he got 4 DUI’s and had to use a breathalyzer to operate his car.  I was totally smitten with his personality that it didn’t matter to me. So as we finished dinner he drove me back home and kissed me goodnight. He told me he wanted to meet at his house the next day and I agreed to.

I couldn’t sleep that night. I kept thinking about him talking about his future and I kept fantasizing him and I marrying. I just kept dreaming. Morning approached and I was ready to meet him but then I got a text. He said he was called into work and that we’d have to meet later around 2pm. I was a little upset but I just went job hunting that morning still having that goal in mind that I wanted to raise $5 Grand to move to Pennsylvania. As 2pm approached I was so excited. He texted me he’d be there in 15 minutes. I kept brushing my hair and making sure I looked nice for our second date. He arrived and took me to his house. His house was so small and there was no living room. It was just a bedroom and a kitchen. I didn’t care tho and he took me to his bedroom.

He tore my clothes off as I stared into his eyes. Then we proceeded to have sex (I’m not gonna get graphic….lol….but I can). Again, it was the best sex I had. He was all sweaty but I figured it was normal for a guy his size (he had a small hairy belly which I go nuts for on a man..lol). Something was wrong though because I sensed a negative energy in the room. He asked me if I was hungry and I said I’d buy him pizza at the pizza shop. He refused the offer and took me to dominoes instead and paid for it himself. I was okay with it, but the whole time I felt a negative energy. So he drove me back home and kissed me goodbye.

I didn’t sleep well that night because I felt something was wrong. I texted him telling him a lie saying I dreamed about him and wanted to meet again. He didn’t respond right away. I was worried but then I received his text saying he was working so I told him I would call him around the time I knew he got out of work (Which was 8pm). I successfully went on with my day hoping he’d offer me on a date when 8pm came around. 8pm came around and I called him. I explained to him I couldn’t get him off my mind and that I really liked him. Then he gave me the news I didn’t want to hear: He said he wanted to break up. I cried asking him why. I had done nothing wrong and as far as I was concerned we had great sex.  I was upset. He explained to me he had no time for me because he was working so much and that he didn’t want to hurt me. He hurt me anyways as I hung up crying just hoping I was dreaming. Alas, I wasn’t and I went into a deep depression.

The depression didn’t last long. About four days later I was just browsing facebook and doing my thing when I decided it was time to move on and look for another date (Sometimes I wonder about how I can get over something so fast, though?). So with that I joined BiggerCity, adam4adam, Grindr, and Growlr once more hoping I’d find something worthwhile. There were a lot of guys hitting me up but I declined most of them because they only wanted to get into my pants. Then “HE” walked in. Some cute attractive guy posted a status on the Facebook group BiggerCity asking a chaser to create a scenario of what would happen if we went to the bar and he got drunk. I kinda went all the way out naughty and said I’d take him to my house and have sex with him. He messaged me and said he wished that could be real. I just laughed and said hello.

Two days later HE hit me up again on Facebook asking me what was up. I told him I was ok but that I was heartbroken over my ex and tired of being single. He then proceeded to tell me I was attracted and that his name was James. I thanked him for introducing himself to me and for trying to bring me comfort by telling me I was attractive but that it wasn’t helping because every gay guy tells me that and that I wasn’t looking for sex. I was looking for a long term relationship. He then proceeded to tell me he was single and looking for the same thing. He asked me to try it with him. Well, I had no clue where he lived so then I asked him where he lived. He told me he was located in Fort Lauderdale, Florida and I was like OMG I am most certainly not moving to Florida to be with you because I belong in Los Angeles. He said he knew that already and that he’d move to Los Angeles to be with me if we worked out.

A week went by. I talked to James every night and day and spent about 4 hours every day that week on the phone with him. I learned he worked at Papa John’s and that he was actually a decent guy that was slowly learning to care for me. I learned he was chubby as well and that he was quite cute for his “baby face” he would always send me. He was extremely cute and I felt a small connection with him. I also learned that he really liked black guys and that he was really into me because I was very attractive Inside and out. I also learned he smoked (Yes we all know I do not tolerate smoking) but I chose to overlook that. I learned so much about him and chose he wasn’t a bad guy after all. I still was hoping he’d move to Los Angeles.

Well, the behind the scenes our budding relationship was falling apart in Los Angeles. Covenant House California was coming down on my ass everyday and pushing me to get a job. I was upset because no matter how hard I tried I kept failing at obtaining a job and then my other exes were jumping on my ass because I was telling them I didn’t want to be with them. I was crying on the phone everyday and looking for love.  I missed my family as well and all my friendships were falling apart. Covenant House California also begun renovating their facility and I got a new Room mate by the name of Joseph Santos and we were fighting too much because honestly he was gay and too dominant for me and I had a small crush on him (Don’t ask!). Things were falling apart and I wanted to leave.

Well, James heard me. He knew what I was feeling and he did the obvious: He offered to pay a plane ticket to Fort Lauderdale to be with him. At first I was hesitant and scared. I was afraid James would be just like my one ex, Dan White who once fucked me up when I was 18 by saying I could live with him but at the end of it all put me out on the street (Long story!). I cried for about three days just expressing my fears to James. I told him I didn’t trust him and that if I did move there we’d have to sign a paper saying he’d work with me and NOT throw me out on the street. He reassured me for four days straight. So finally after all the tears, pain, and fighting I did with myself and Covenant House California I decided to move to Fort Lauderdale, Florida to give James a chance.

5 days passed and James bought the ticket. I packed my bags. I said my goodbyes to Los Angeles. I said my goodbyes to Hollywood.  I promised myself I would return someday on a visit but that this was it. Los Angeles was an adventure of discovering myself and finding the true meaning of what I want in life. I chose I didn’t want the fame that Hollywood displayed or that these celebrities are getting. I chose that I wanted fame in a different way and that Los Angeles wasn’t the place. I decided I wanted my fame to be for God and not for the people. Los Angeles was quite an Adventure not to be forgotten and I did learn a lot living in Los Angeles.  All I can say is that Los Angeles is NOT glamorous and beautiful. It is quite the opposite and the people there are either snobs or careless. The gay scene there is fucked up and it’s all about meth. weed, and heroin there. The people in Los Angeles are lost. I DO NOT want to return to live there ever. A visit is fine but living there is not an option. My 6 months in Los Angeles was quite an adventure and I give all the GLORY to God for giving me the strength and courage to survive.

The final hours before taking off on the plane were quite interesting. I packed my bags and tried to get a ride to the airport from Covenant House but they were assholes and told me I’d have to walk to the airport because they couldn’t support me for what I was doing (Yeah…I was upset about this because I couldn’t believe they would make me suffer  carrying all my bags 12 miles to the airport and my bags were NOT lightweight!). I made sure they knew I was upset and left. I panicked as I only had an hour to get to the airport and the map said it would take me 2 hours to get there! So with that, I freaked and called everyone I knew in Los Angeles to ask for help. I even called my exes! They all said they couldn’t do anything for me and wished me luck. Assholes! Then my lifesaver came through! My friend, Christopher Battley came through and told me he would drive me at no cost! I was so thankful for this and I showed him all the appreciation I could. He was a true friend and to this day as I write this, we still talk. Thanks Chris!! I will be FOREVER thankful!!

So I got to the airport. I was scared shitless! I had never been on a plane before in my life and never done anything at an airport before! I was panicking! I called James up and got the instructions. I had to go to the checking in counter and show my  ticket and then they would take my bags and put it on the belt for the plane. Afterwards, I would go through security check and then head to the designated gate number of the plane taking off for Fort Lauderdale florida. I did all of this with no problem and got on the plane. I was so nervous when I stepped on the plane and sat next to the window. I was finally moving away from Los Angeles! I think the plane attendant knew and asked me if she could do anything to make my trip more comfortable. I smiled and thanked her for caring and told her I would be fine. As the plane took off I leaned forward to kiss Los Angeles goodbye. The view was beautiful! I was stunned and mesmerized! Los Angeles looks beautiful in the air!

3 hours passed on the plane. The plane ride felt like being in a car. A Fast Speeding car. We arrived in Denver, Colorado for our first stop. I didn’t have to switch planes so I just stayed in my seat and waited for about 20 minutes for us to take off again. I texted James letting him know where i was and that I was happy to leave Los Angeles. I told him all about my fears and he reassured me I would be ok. So then I spent another 8 hours in the air on my way to Fort Lauderdale. I have to be honest that the whole time I was looking out the window and playing my video game on my phone (The wi-fi on the plane sucked). When I arrived at Fort Lauderdale I wanted to get back on the plane again! I enjoyed the ride a lot and it was beautiful! I walked to baggage claim and got my bags and then waited for James.

I jumped into James’ arms when he walked up to me. He was a little bigger than I thought he was but I liked it. His hands were so welcoming as they clutched mine and then Our First kiss happened. It was ok but I was hungry (lol). So James and I walked to his friend’s car and put my bags in the trunk. As I sat there in the car I looked James up and down and listened to his voice. I put my hand up his shirt to feel his soft hairy chest (and man boobs…lol!) and I loved it! I did tell him he was bigger than I thought he was but it was ok. His voice was sexy. His outfit was sexy. His eyes were a beautiful hazel brown. I was burning in lust for him. I would’ve fucked in the car if we could’ve!.  He gave me a Denny’s cheeseburger as I proclaimed I was hungry after I was done taking him in. I chowed half of it down and then we arrived at his house. His house was small and quaint and a little dirty but I promised myself I’d  clean it the next day when I unpacked. We proceeded to have sex and it was HOT! Then he passed out and I am here writing this blog in so much awe.

Well, I need to go to bed as I am exhausted myself and need to unpack my bags tomorrow but let me say that I am still burning up in lust for James and I still feel like I made a great decision. Hopefully tomorrow James will prove to me why living in florida is ok and show me around. Good night  readers and feel to comment and share! Bye now!

-Jonathan

 

PLANE PHOTOS:

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A Picture of Me and Octavio Rojas:

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A Picture of James Thompson my new boyfriend:

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James and I together on our 1st Night:

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Well Goodnight!!

-Jonathan S Fisher

 

Birthday and Life goes on :0

8/12/2014

Hey All,

Well it’s been awhile since I’ve written. Sorry. I used to write weekly but lately my life has been so busy with looking for a job and then some days I don’t get out of bed because I am too tired and depressed and I lie there sleeping or talking to friends on my phone. Or sometimes I get so caught up in doing “other” things that I am exhausted and ready to go to bed. So yeah.

But not much has changed. I am still in Covenant House California’s ROP Program and doing very well in it. The staff love me because I am one of the people who cooperate and do well with the program. As far as my personal life, well just recently I broke up with that Paul guy. He just wouldn’t reciprocate. So I went over to his house and told him straight up that I couldn’t do this any longer and broke up with him. Then yeah, I’ll admit I visited the Melrose and Midtowne Spa a few times, and met a couple of nice guys. The one, Ruben Hernandez was alright. The thing I liked about him was his eyes! They were green and in the dark they would change to brown. He was Latino and about 32. Very nice guy. I met him at Midtowne Spa and yeah, we had sex. It was good sex because he did me very well and yeah I liked it. I gave him my number but he never did text me. He did however, add me on Facebook two weeks later and I was like oh ok but we never met a second time to this day because supposedly he lives outside of Los Angeles.

But yeah, I did meet another guy who turned out to be my boyfriend, but let me get to that a little later. I did undergo a photoshoot with a man by the name of Christopher Anthony! His photography’s business name is First Blast Photography and he did a few free shots with me!! I had to wait two weeks to get the results and am still waiting for the edits, but it was fun! We went to a park in Culver City and shot there. I was in my “cowgirl” outfit (Black boots, skinny jeans, black button up shirt, and black socks). It was fun and I did my best to look my best. With the photos I am going to share, they are still in the editing process 🙂

Anyways, after the photoshoot, I went down a spiral of depression. It was a week before my birthday and I kept dreaming about my foster family. I kept dreaming they were welcoming me back with open arms. It happens every year around my birthday and this year it was the most impacting because it was my big 20! I couldn’t help but think that this was it: I am approaching my full adult life and saying goodbye to being a teenager and my parents couldn’t be present to celebrate with me! I lay in bed for 4 days straight not moving at all just lying there crying. Sadly, no one cared. Covenant House just though I was sick and didn’t bother to ask.

Well, after about 5 days of moping, crying, and sleeping intensely I finally found something to look forward to: I had decided that I was going to make a goal of raising $2,000 and move to Pottsville Pennsylvania to be near my family. I thought hey if they don’t want me to be in their life then it could be a win win situation and I could at least be close to them. This got me super motivated to get out of bed and move. I had something to look forward to and I had to get a job to get that goal accomplished. I threw it in people’s faces and told them i was gonna leave the dreadful California for a better life in Pennsylvania.

So then my birthday came. July 30. It was an ok day. I got a huge cake from Covenant House and I also got a bunch of Birthday wishes. It was just another day for me really because no one really gave me gifts or presents and I had not received any birthday letters. I did cry for about 10 minutes towards the end of the day because I missed my family and wished my family could’ve been with me for my big 20 but it was it was. I promised myself that my 21st birthday would be rocking fun by either getting drunk at a bar or going on a vacation.

So yeah, my birthday is past and I am now 20. No longer a teenager. It’s funny because I felt like an adult when I turned 19. It feels no different to be 20. I am still Jonathan S Fisher and still struggling to find a job in Hollywood, California. I am still trying to use my talent of singing and dancing to impress people and be an entertainer. I hope that this year goes well. I hope something good comes out of my 20th year and that I find the love of my life. I pray to God I find a job and can make a life for myself this year and that no matter what I will always have friends.  I am going to make this year a beautiful one and successful.

Well anyways, not much has happened since then. I am seeing a guy by the name of “Octavio Rojas”. He’s 42 and mexican. We met at Midtowne Spa. Yeah, he’s chubby. He’s actually a mexican chubby bear. Yes, we’ve had sex already (Lol) and it was hot! He sure does have a thing for my ass tho (lol), but I have a thing for his hairy belly honestly. The funny thing about the two of us is that He doesn’t speak english very well and I have to communicate with him through sending texts.  I like him though. Him and I are supposed to go on a date soon so I am looking forward to that since I haven’t had a real date in like months! I hope Octavio is the one. The only problem I am facing right now is telling him I plan on moving to Pennsylvania in 5 months or so. Maybe it could change for him. It depends on how much we connect and so far it’s going well.

So anyways, besides looking for work extensively and seeing Octavio nothing has been going on. I really hope I get this job and make that $5 Grand. I’ll be happy.  I am going to go to bed now because I am getting tired. Hope you all have a great night and thanks for reading!!

-Jonathan S Fisher

PHOTO SHOOT PHOTOS: Done by Christopher Anthony from First Blast Photography:

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Thanks again Christopher Anthony from First Blast Photography for taking time to shoot those photos!! It is greatly appreciated!!

 

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Picture Of My Family

5 Months and A lot

Hey Readers,

It’s that time again. A milestone. I have been in Los Angeles, California for 5 months now. more specifically, I have been living in Hollywood for 5 months now. How has it been? Very Hard and it is still very hard living here. I have thought about moving back to Michigan numerous times and right this moment I am still thinking of it.

So let’s take an overview of the last 4 months (I think I covered the first month already in the previous post). Well, I did hold two jobs! The one job was an internship onsite with Covenant House California. I was a Food Preparation Intern in the Kitchen. My basic duties were to serve food to the residents of the shelter, make snacks, prepare the for needed for dinner and make sack lunches (sandwiches). It was a simple easy job and I was told that i was the hardest working and best performing intern they had. That job lasted for a month and 12 days. Then I accepted another part time job with Melrose Spa.

Melrose Spa was great working at. Mario Sandoval, my supervisor, would bring me in everyday 8am to 4pm to work and I worked really hard. My basic duties were cleaning the bedrooms in the spa (a total of about 30 rooms), cleaning the other rooms and restrooms in the spa, and to clean the jacuzzi out and put fresh water in it. It was a fun job and the environment there was super gay and comfortable (LOL! It was a bath house for real, not a spa!).  I loved my coworker who trained me, Ty. He was super gay and super cute. I honestly looked up to him while working at the spa because he was so free and happy all the time. He made the job funner than it was! Hehe :). So yeah, I held this job for about two weeks and then my supervisor just laid me off for no apparent reason on June 13th (Which also happened to be Friday the 13th! Yikes!).

So with that, those are the only two jobs i have been able to uphold in Hollywood. Typical, eh? Yeah, I have been searching for another job and yes I have been to a couple of interviews already.  I had an interview with Healthy DogSpot Spa LA and that went very well but Marissa (The lady in charge of the business) called me and notified me she found a better match. Then I interview for Target as well on LaBrea and Santa Monica (Located in West Hollywood) and they sent me an email notifying me they weren’t interested. So I am still looking and actively seeking employment. It’s hard out here in Hollywood.

So in other news, boyfriends have been low key really. For a while i was in a relationship with a guy from Long Beach, California who was 36 years old. His name was Matthew Buckner. Him and I kicked it off good at first. We went on a date at the Hard Rock Cafe and we kissed. But then it went downhill from that point on because he kept begging to have sex with me and I was like hell no. Then I said yes but then he wanted me to pay for a hotel room and I was like hell no.  So then i cheated on him and slept with another guy (just a random hookup) and he got upset and then I decided to call it quits with him because him and i weren’t working out.

I mean, it was more than that too. This relationship lasted a month long. Matthew was smoking too much and i kept asking him to stop but he wouldn’t. Then he kept looking at other guys and degrading me. He also made me feel like s***.  He also had issues with playing with my emotions and wouldn’t appreciate the stuff i was doing for  him (such as taking 2 hours out of my day to go see him in Long Beach and dealing with his nasty ass smoking). So I cheated on him and that’s what ended our relationship.  I had the full right to cheat. We did try to keep an open relationship after i cheated on him, but that did not work because I got tired of him bragging about the guys he was sleeping with and then throwing it in my face. So we broke and let me say this: I was glad we did because honestly it was tiring to me!

Since Matthew I have been single. so 2 months? Yup! I won’t deny that I have had numerous hookups since then. I won’t deny I have been kinda slutty.  I have had a few visits to Melrose Spa and Midtowne Spa, yes. I have been safe and yes, I use condoms and get tested. I still want a boyfriend. I am not “looking” as some would say but i still hope for one. There is a guy I am seeing right now but I am thinking about calling it quits because he won’t reciprocate in sex and like all he wants is my ass. I’m like it takes two, not one.

Speaking of hookups, I have to tell you about this one guy.  I met him at the Midtowne Spa. He was 34 and omg he….was…..a……muscle god! His pecs were huge and his arms were massive as well. His legs were like toned so well and like when he took his clothes off…his nude body was gorgeous! Don’t believe me? Oh you just wait till I tell you the next part. Okay, we obviously had sex…lol. Yeah, but you will never guess how freaky the sex was! Like I wondered why it was so freaky and then afterwards when I left the spa I couldn’t stop thinking about it. He looked into my eyes for a whole minute while we were making love and he held my hand passionately. Then he took my hand and look directly into my palm. Then at the end of the sex and all he looked at me and told me everything was going to be ok and that he saw everything. I gave him my number before leaving and kept thinking about what he said. That bothered me.

I went home and couldn’t stop thinking of it. What had he seen? Why did it seem like he got inside of my soul and pried me open? Why was it so freaky? Something wasn’t right and I knew it. So i slept on it and dreamt about the sex. I went on with the day and it bothered me. So then he called me in the evening and I spilled it out. I asked him what he meant and that it bothered me immensely. He then proceeded to tell me he was psychic and that while we were having sex he did a psychic reading on me! I was freaked! No wonder why I felt he crept inside of my soul. He read me and fooled me and I didn’t know! He said that looking into my eyes he saw my past, present, and some of my future. In the moment he looked into my palm, he was trying to read my love life. He said he wasn’t quite sure about the palm reading because I wouldn’t sit still but that he definitely knew my past and present and some of my future. He said he saw a light and that pretty soon I would face some major choices in life. He also said I would face a major choice in the use of meth. He said i would use it.

Now that I choose not to believe since i don’t do meth and I have seen people’s lives destroyed by it. Plus I am afraid of needles. He also said that I would have friends who are jealous of my life and i would be jealous of their life as well. Interesting. He said those friends would introduce me to drugs and I would try some. Gosh, I think this guy misread me because I do everything to stay away from drugs. The only drug I’ve done that my friend, Karleem, introduced me to was pot/marijuana. Even then, here in California it’s not an illegal drug. Why would I do drugs? He did give me a valid reason why tho because I asked him. He said my need for love will become so strong that drugs will be my escape. That’s a pretty valid reason and quite a shocking truth. So with that being said i promised myself i would never do drugs and that he was wrong.  Yeah, I want love but there is no reason for me to do drugs to escape it.

So with that said, I still talk to him everyday or I try to at least. Ok. Moving on.  So besides the sexual drama and boyfriend drama I have also had some personal issues. For one, I did cut my wrist again. Why? Because i got depressed and I have been dealing with my depression a lot lately. I don’t know why. I started writing this blog post in depression, but now i am feeling fine. I have been taking my meds and everything. I think I am getting majorly depressed because I can’t seem to find a stable job or boyfriend. Yes, I still want a boyfriend even though sometimes it seems like I am way too promiscuous to have one. Believe me, when i get a real boyfriend i won’t be promiscuous anymore and i will be committed to him and him only.

I explained earlier I do search extensively for jobs and I try real hard to land interviews. I do my best in interviews too. I guess you could say I don’t try hard enough. I mean, yeah i should try harder.  I am trying real hard to get a job as a cashier in a retail store or a shelf stocker. I love working retail. People tell me I should look for jobs in the food industry such as Mcdonalds or In N’ Out Burger, but really that’s not for me. I have applied to 12 different coffee shops in Los Angeles and I called about 7 of them but they all said they would call me. It’s hard. When i got a job at Melrose spa, I was so happy but then i realized it was working in the “sex” industry and wasn’t quite a notable job to hold.  Sadly, they laid me off but if I could keep it, I think I would. The job paid $9.50 an hour. My paycheck was $700! So yeah, I hope  I can find  a better job that pays just as much. It’s still hard in Los Angeles. I don’t know why, but the employers here are very picky.

In housing news, I am still residing at Covenant House California, BUT I did move up to their 2 year “Rights Of Passage” (ROP) Program! I had to fight to get into this program. One of my friends said i did no work to get into the program and that they just chose me. She was wrong. I had to get up everyday and submit my job search employment contact sheets to my case manager. I also had to attend many “Life Skill” classes and i also had to keep out of trouble everyday to get in the program. Was it easy? No! In fact, it was very exhausting and when I finally was notified I was moved up to ROP I nearly cried! I had won and got what I wanted!

How is ROP? Oh it is ok! There is less drama and it’s more quiet. I only have one room-mate and I can also keep my stuff in my bedroom and not worry about it being stolen. I can sleep in on the weekends if i want to and I also can stay up in my bedroom all day if wanted. luxurious? It sort of is. It still is stressful living there tho. I still have to get up during the weekdays at 830am in the morning and make it to the 9am morning meeting. I mean, it’s not that bad really. Helps me get the f*** out of bed in the morning (LOL!). I wish staff would care more often tho. When I cut my wrist they really didn’t care and just told me not to do it again. They could’ve talked to me and cared. Yes, I still have a curfew. The initial curfew is 10pm but really for me it is 7pm when I have a chore to do. This week I don’t have a chore so I have until 10pm this week. I do not know about next week. Yes, I still have to attend Life Skills classes but it’s ok. I actually like the facilitator of the classes, Kristen. She is pretty and kinda reminds me of my mom a lot.

So yeah. that’s what has been happening. You know, I forgot to mention that i have identified my mental issues. Based on research and a lot of observations of my actions i am classified as Bipolar 1, PTSD, and Manic Depression. I won’t explain in detail what it is in this post but just research it.

So what do you think? Should I stay in California and try harder or Should i move to Michigan?

Thanks for reading!!

-jonathan s fisher.

HOLLYWOOD DREAMS ❤ ❤

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BTW: REMEMBER THE PCITURE FROM LAST YEAR!? My birthday is 28 days away today!!! I will be 20!! Who’s Gonna celebrate with me!!??

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I dyed my hair blonde for the month of June!! Hehe!! One of my friends who live in Pasadena, Mark Starr dyed it for me for $20. 🙂 I loved it!!

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I also bought a new Apple Macbook Pro 13 inch Laptop!!

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Just A few more pics of me at the beach!! I went to Venice, Santa Monica, Malibu, and Will Rodgers State Beach!!! My favorite of them all: Venice Beach!! ❤

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And Finally just a few shots I took with my phone 🙂

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-Jonathan S Fisher

 

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Life in California…..so far

Hey Readers,

So I’ve been in Los Angeles, California for 3 weeks and 5 days. A lot has happened. I know I gave a short brief description on why I was moving and it seemed like a pretty short post. Sorry about that, but you have to understand I was on the bus at the time and I couldn’t concentrate worth squat! Even as I write this post, I may not finish it completely because I only have so much time. So I will do my best.  I love my readers and my followers and thankyou for bearing with me.

So yeah, I took the bus from Grand Rapids, Michigan to Los Angeles, California. It was a 2 day and six-hour trip. I rode the Greyhound bus and we stopped many stops including Chicago, Phoenix, Santa Fe (New Mexico), and many others. I think the best stop was at Oklahoma City because that was when I got out of the bus to stretch and realized I could take my winter jacket off because it was warm weather there (lol……Fuck Michigan weather). It was a fun trip and I did a lot of sleeping and personal reflection. I couldn’t believe I had moved and that I was actually throwing myself to the lions. I felt brave and like I had a major change that was needed in my life. I was pursuing my dreams and I was letting go of everything and leaving my past behind and moving miles away where I would possibly be  alone for weeks at a time.

So I showed up at the bus station Sunday afternoon, 330pm. I was scared and didn’t know where to go. A guy named Andy was supposed to pick me up and  show me around and then take me to a homeless shelter nearby. He didn’t and I was stuck at Greyhound for about two hours just crying and scared. I had no clue where to go and I was frightened. I knew I was in the middle of downtown and close to Skid Row (Which is 100% unsafe and sick). So, after 2 hours I headed over to the McDonald’s just nearby to use the wi-fi there. I sat there for an hour hitting up the gay men there desperately asking for a ride to the nearest shelter and to be shown around. I got no replies. Then I got this strange text. It read “Hey dude, it’s me, Angel. I am out downtown and was wondering if you needed any help? Let me know”. I done freaked out and told this strange guy named “Angel” everything. He told me to sit tight and that he’d be there in 15 minutes.

30 minutes passed and I was worried he had forgotten. I was highly uncomfortable at this time to leave because by then it was 7pm and the sun had set and it was dark out. I saw the homeless man standing outside begging for money and when he saw that I had $20 he asked me for it and I told him no (Wasn’t it enough I looked homeless myself because I had so many bags next to me!? Obviously not. Or he seriously was mentally challenged). Once I told him no he kept walking back and forth around the building. I couldn’t help but think that he would jump me the minute I left the building. So I stay put still petrified. Well, 45 minutes late, Angel showed up with a woman by his side (which I learned later on was Erika) and asked if I was Jonathan. I said yes and he asked how long I had been sitting there for. I told him 3 hours and he asked me where I was from. I then told him my story and he told me to get my stuff and to hop in the car with him.

We rode all the way to his friend’s house. She seemed nice and I thought they were a couple. As soon as we got to their house, Angel explained to me he was gay and that the girl was his best friend, Erica. He then proceeded to tell me he had some errands to run, but that he would be right back to show me around town. I was ok with it because Erica seemed nice and I was also introduced to Brooke, who was her room-mate. So as Angel went to run his errands I talked to Erica. I found out that she herself was Andrew Christian’s Photographer and a professional photographer. As Brooke was a professional wedding planner. I loved these girls. They seemed really chill and they listened to my story and felt Very optimistic for me.

Angel returned and we then proceeded to take a tour of “Korea Town” near downtown Los Angeles. Angel told me probably the best place I could crash at for that night was at the library (The Filipe Denave Branch…or something like that) and also showed me where to get a month bus pass. We all stopped at a sushi shop for dinner and talked a little more and then we returned to the house. Erica decided to put on “The Little Mermaid” and we watched that half way through.  Then I decided it was time for me to leave. So Angel and I took a few of my bags  and he walked  me to the library. He wanted to have sex with me because he gave me that look and asked if there was anything else he could do for me. I wasn’t thinking on the same term and just said no.

So there I had it! I slept on the sidewalk at the library that night and that was the way it was for the next 7 days for me. I didn’t mind it at all because I was free to do whatever I wanted for that day and I could leave my sleeping bag  at the same place and it wouldn’t disappear. I discovered West Hollywood within the next three days. I also Visited Santa Monica Pier/Beach and I also took my first subway train. I was having fun!! I also was very enthusiastic when I discovered West Hollywood (Or WeHo) and the Lesbian And Gay Youth Center on Highland. I knew that this was where I belonged because I could once more feel comfortable cross dressing and being feminine if I wanted.  I’ve got to say I loved my first week in Hollywood because I discovered a lot and I also became quite confident that this is where I belong.

Then week two rolled along. My life quickly changed. I was hanging out in WeHo on Sunday afternoon and put an ad on Craigslist looking for sex because I was horny. Well, this guy by the name of Dan emailed me back and asked if I could host. I told him no. I think he got suspicious so he started asking where I was staying at. I first lied to him saying I had an apartment downtown, but then I ended up telling the real truth. He freaked out and told me he had help coming to get me. I was like ok. Next thing you know A place called “Covenant House California” came up and picked me up. They asked me questions and gave me dinner. Then they gave me a bed for the night and told me to see Outreach in the morning to get a permanent bed in the program for 90 days.

The next day I saw outreach and did a bunch of paperwork. They had to call my mom and confirm I wasn’t welcome back home in Pennsylvania.  We had to wait three hours. My mom called back and in an angry voice said I wasn’t welcome back. Supposively she also gave the reasons why, which we all know.  I was a little emotionally upset over this the next few days, but got over it.  So we did the paperwork and got me into a bed for 90 days.

So that’s where I have been the past two weeks. Been living in this homeless shelter just chilling, looking for jobs, and other things. I’ve made a couple of lesbian friends. And I may not like it here, but at least i get to take two showers, do my laundry (free), and eat 3 meals a day. Plus, I have a case manager that meets me everyday and we discuss my career options and what to do that day. Plus I have free access to health services.

Well, got to go but will write later. Bye.

-Jonathan  S Fisher

 

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