Memoir #2Posted: August 16, 2011
Place: One Of The Shitty Hometowns
New Years Eve. Snow, a lot of it. Has made up my mind to go from destination A to B which was approximately 50 km. So choose to hitchhike. And is lucky enough to get a ride with complete, but lucky for me, not dangerous stranger.
Don’t know if I have ever told my parents about the stupidity that occurred during teenage years. Should I? Not really I guess. Isn’t teenage years all about growing old, by learning from mistakes.