<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2840098230699120638</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:29:46.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gettinghometocali</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettinghometocali.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2840098230699120638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettinghometocali.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mr. billy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723014478643953397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2840098230699120638.post-1506125445994148977</id><published>2008-08-15T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:05:10.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE TO ASK</title><content type='html'>HELLO MY NAME IS MR. BILLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PURPOSE OF THIS BLOG IS TO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ACQUIRE&lt;/span&gt; THE FUNDS TO MOVE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HERE'S&lt;/span&gt; MY STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM 28 YEARS OLD. ALL MY LIFE I LIVED IN CALIFORNIA WITH MY MOTHER, STEP FATHER, 2 BROTHERS AND A SISTER. AS YOU CAN SEE I SAID STEP FATHER. YES THE TYPICAL STEP FATHER STEP SON BAD RELATIONSHIP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OCCURED&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; NOT GOING TO GO INTO DETAILS, BUT LETS JUST SAY IT WAS REAL BAD. MENTALLY AND PHYSICALLY! I NEVER NEW MY REAL FATHER. MY MOTHER SAID HE WAS EVEN MORE ABUSIVE. SHE GOT AWAY FROM HIM WHEN I WAS ABOUT 8 MONTHS OLD. AS YOU CAN TELL SHES GOT GOOD TASTE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. NEVER THE LESS, WHEN I WAS FIFTEEN MY GRANDMOTHER TOOK ME AND MY 1 REAL BROTHER IN. THANK GOD. SHE LIVED IN A LARGE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;APARTMENT&lt;/span&gt; COMPLEX 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BDRM&lt;/span&gt; 1 BATH BUT IT WAS NICE. SHE LOVED US &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;. SHE EVEN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TRIED&lt;/span&gt; TO FIGHT MY STEP FATHER ONCE OVER US. YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT. TALK ABOUT FEELING LOVED A 60 YEAR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; WOMEN TRYING TO FIGHT A 40 YEAR OLD MAN. IT WAS GREAT. ANYWAYS. IT WAS THERE IN THAT COMPLEX WHERE I MET THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. THINGS DO HAPPEN FOR A REASON! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;COINCIDENTALLY&lt;/span&gt; HER FATHER WASN'T MUCH OF A MAN EITHER. HE WAS A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ADDICT&lt;/span&gt;, DRUGS AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ALCOHOL&lt;/span&gt;. SO WE BOTH TURNED TO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;EACH OTHER&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE LONG LOST LOVE WE WHERE STRIVING FOR. A YEAR ALMOST 2 LATER WE HAD OUR FIRST CHILD. BUT BEFORE HE WAS BORN HER FATHER TOOK HIS OWN LIFE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LUCKILY&lt;/span&gt; SHE HAS A BIG OLD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;FASHION&lt;/span&gt; FAMILY WHO HELP US THROUGH THE TIMES. HER GRANDMOTHER AND UNCLE PLAYED A HUGE ROLE IN OUR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;LIVES&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/span&gt; WITH OUR FIRST BORN. AS TIME PAST WE GREW UP AND GOT ON WITH OUR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LIVES&lt;/span&gt;. I FORGAVE MY STEP FATHER EVEN THOUGH WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; HAVE ANY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;TYPE&lt;/span&gt; OF RELATIONSHIP. THROUGH HIS ANGER HE MADE ME THE LOVING PERSON I AM TODAY. HE SHOWED ME HOW NOT TO LOVE MY KIDS. BY THE TIME I WAS 25 I HAD A GOOD JOB AS A CAR SALES AGENT, AND MY WIFE HAD BEEN A C.N.A FOR 4 OR 5 YEARS. WE DECIDED TO HAVE ANOTHER CHILD. 3 MONTHS AFTER WE WERE PREGNANT I LOST MY SALES LICENCE FOR A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;MISDEMEANOR&lt;/span&gt; I HAD GOT 5 YEARS PRIOR. THE STATE DECIDED TO MAKE AN EXAMPLE OUT OF ME. TOUGH LOVE. SO I STARTED DRIVING CLASS B COMMERCIAL TRUCK. WE WERE OK. 2 YEARS AGO I LANDED A JOB WITH A READY MIX COMPANY DRIVING A MIXER. THE MONEY WAS GOOD. 1 YEAR AGO APRIL FIRST, MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;WIVES&lt;/span&gt; UNCLE DIED FOLLOWED 1 MONTH LATER BY HER GRANDMOTHER. IT WAS PRETTY CATASTROPHIC, BUT LIKE I SAID BIG OLD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;FASHION&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt; SO SHE GOT THROUGH IT. WELL THINGS FOR US WERE LOOKING REALLY GOOD FINANCIALLY FOR THE FIRST TIME IN IN A LONG TIME. THEN IN NOV. OF 07 MY BROTHER WHILE POKING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;AROUND&lt;/span&gt; ON THE INTERNET FOUND A GREAT GREAT AUNT ON MY FATHERS SIDE. IN A SHORT TIME OF 4 DAYS MY BROTHER WAS ON THE PHONE WITH OUR LONG LOST GRANDMOTHER. SHE WAS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ECSTATIC&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;LAUGHED&lt;/span&gt; AND CRIED. WELL SHE DECIDED FOR CHRISTMAS SHE WOULD GIVE HER SON (MY FATHER) THE BEST GIFT EVER, HIS LONG LOST KIDS. THOUGH HE HAD 2 OTHER NOW HE STILL HAD THAT VOID IN HIS HEART. MY GRANDMOTHER AND HER HUSBAND OWNED A VERY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;SUCCESSFUL&lt;/span&gt; LAND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;DEVELOPMENT&lt;/span&gt; COMPANY AND SENT US 2 ROUND TRIP AIRLINE TICKET FOR DEC. 14TH. WHILE WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ANXIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; WAITED WE TALKED ON THE PHONE. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; TALK TO MY FATHER THOUGH, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;WASN'T&lt;/span&gt; READY. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;DECIDED&lt;/span&gt; WE COULD TALK FACE TO FACE. NY GRANDMOTHER PRECEDED TO TELL ME THAT I SHOULD COME HOME TO FLORIDA. THOUGH I WAS IN GOOD SHAPE AT HOME IN CALI I THOUGHT ABOUT IT. SHE MADE PROMISES OF A HOUSE, GOOD JOB IN THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;COMPANY&lt;/span&gt;, COMPANY VEHICLE AND SO ON. ON DEC. 14TH WE FLEW TO FLORIDA. MY FATHER MY SISTER AND GRANDMOTHER MET AT THE AIRPORT. LOTS OF HUGS AND TEARS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;FOLLOWED&lt;/span&gt;. ME AND MY BROTHER SPENT A SHORT FOUR DAYS WITH OUR REAL FAMILY. MY FATHER THOUGH NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;SUCCESSFUL&lt;/span&gt;, HAD A BIG HEART. WE DECIDED WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; WANT TO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;DISCUSS&lt;/span&gt; THE PAST, WE WOULD JUST BUILD A FUTURE. WHEN I GOT BACK HOME TO MY FAMILY WE DECIDED WE WOULD MOVED TO FLORIDA AND AND BUILD THE RELATIONSHIP WITH MY NEW FOUND FAMILY AND HAVE THE LIFE WE ALWAYS DREAMED OF. WHEN WE GOT HERE IN MARCH WE WHERE EXCITED. I WAS READY TO GO TO WORK IN THE FAMILY AND MAKE THE 70+ THOUSAND A YEAR. AFTER BEING HERE A WEEK WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;DISCOVERED&lt;/span&gt; WE WERE ON OUR OWN. MY GRANDMOTHER GAVE NOTHING. SO I GOT MYSELF A JOB AT THE LOCAL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;READY MIX&lt;/span&gt; PLANT AND MY WIFE WENT TO WORK AT THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;CONVALESCENT&lt;/span&gt; HOSPITAL. WE FOUND A CUTE HOUSE ABOUT 10 BLOCKS FROM THE BEACH AND WE RENTED IT. IN THE 6 MONTHS WE HAVE BEEN HERE, THEY HAVE NEVER BEEN TO MY HOUSE. MY DAD ENDED UP BEING A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;TOTALL&lt;/span&gt; LOSER WHO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;DOESN'T&lt;/span&gt; LIKE KIDS. MY TWO KIDS HATE HIM. ON JULY 2 I WENT TO THE DOCTOR ABOUT A PAIN IN MY STOMACH. I HAVE A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;UMBILICAL&lt;/span&gt; HERNIA. THE DOCTOR TOOK ME OFF WORK FOR 6 MONTHS SO THAT I COULD HAVE IT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;SURGICALLY&lt;/span&gt; FIXED. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;WASN'T&lt;/span&gt; THAT WORRIED BECAUSE I HAD A SHORT TERM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;DISABILITY&lt;/span&gt; INS. POLICY THAT I BOUGHT THROUGH WORK. BUT 3 DAYS AGO (A MONTH AND A HALF LATER) MY CLAIM WAS DENIED. DO TO THE FACT I HAD THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;HERNIA&lt;/span&gt; BEFORE MY POLICY WAS ISSUED THEY WONT COVER IT. SO HERE WE SIT BROKE, AND NO ONE TO TURN TO. WE HAVE DECIDED THAT ITS TIME TO GO HOME TO CALI WHERE R REAL FAMILY AND FRIENDS ARE. THE PROBLEM IS WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; HAVE THE MONEY TO GO. THE TRIP TAKE ABOUT 5 DAYS PULLING OUR LITTLE TRAILER. WITH THE COST OF GAS, FOOD, HOTELS, AND THE NEW TIRES MY TRUCK NEEDS IT OUT OF OUR REACH. IT WOULD PROBABLY TAKE ABOUT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; GRAND TO GET OUT OF HERE AND BACK TO CALIFORNIA. WE WILL HAVE ABOUT 5 HUNDRED DOLLARS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;OURSELVES&lt;/span&gt; BUT WE NEED YOUR HELP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;WITH THE&lt;/span&gt; REST. SO THE PURPOSE OF THIS BLOG, EVEN THOUGH I AM ASHAMED, IS TO ASK FOR YOUR DONATION TO HELP US GET HOME. I KNOW 2500 DOLLARS IS A LOT OF MONEY FOR ONE PERSON. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;EX SPECIALLY&lt;/span&gt; IN OUR CURRENT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;SOCIETY&lt;/span&gt;, BUT IF A LOT OF PEOPLE GIVE A LITTLE IT ADDS UP TO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt; ME I AM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;A STRONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;BELIEVER&lt;/span&gt; IN PAY IT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;FORWARD&lt;/span&gt;, SO IN YOUR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;KINDNESS&lt;/span&gt; SO MANY, MORE THAN JUST MY FAMILY, WILL BE RECEIVING A BLESSING. SO IF YOU CAN FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO HELP CLICK THE LINK BELOW. IT GOES TO MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;PAY PAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;ACCOUNT&lt;/span&gt;. I WILL POST THE DOLLAR AMOUNT EVERY OTHER DAY. ANYONE WHO WANTS TO SEE IT, IF YOU WILL EMAIL ME, I WILL SEND A COPY OF THE ACCOUNT BALANCE VIA EMAIL. I've have also added tip jar. If insted you would rather do that, just click on the link and you could add you web page or blogg on the listfor others to see. 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