Not on me. My tabs were taken care of through and through.
Even after I told my friends that I just landed a rewriting gig.
“Don’t you dare.” One friend said.
A group of us UCLA old-timers remnisented about our orientation day at the UCLA Film School from three years ago, what we still remember to this day…
I pointed out the obvious fact that the four of us met as a group on that very day and have remained friends since.
They asked me what I would miss most about LA, what I migth expect in Shanghai…
I said, “Who would have thought that I could meet people like you and call you my friends, you creative minds? And who would know my own people back home might judge me because I’m not the me they know from three years ago?”
Most of my friends here tonight are and/or can write comedies, so everyone was laughing, or fake-crying at best.
“You’re one of the nicest coolest person I’ve met in LA.” I was told at the end of our gathering.
“Really?” My eyeballs were buldging out, as if someone just said, “Look, UFO!”
I heard my friend repeating the fact that I’m a nice kind person ‘dryly,’ as if it’s so obvious that everyone knows.
A thoughtful friend ordered a cake with a candle.
“Make a wish.” She encouraged.
“It’s her birthday?”
Before I blew off the candle, I said a little prayer. And it has something to do with LA. I will just leave at that.
Here are some photos from my UCLA Film School’s orientation day back in the fall of 2015.
I’m so proud that I have met you, the kindest, wittiest people I’ve met out here. Angels are in L.A. after all.