Cyndria Abernathy the adventurer, the scholar and the philanthropist. Ha ha lol just kidding I see my self as this superb person in my own world. I like to think that I am the ish, but really im just a normal down the earth God-fearing girl who grew up close to the beach, who cant stop wondering whats else is out there, until i really get there and see that it will never be as great as California.
I was born on in Long Beach, CA; on a day that a gambler couldn't bet on, Leap year (feb 29th) 1988; yes I'm only 5 years old. People alway ask Wow? what made you come all the way out here? This is the stupidest question to ask anyone for California, because we are free spirited and travel everywhere for no reason. Truth be told this is my second out of state University my first school was an HBCU in Baton Rouge,LA (Southern University) portrayed in the movie Dumline. The black experience was great but too black. Its funny because at SU I was PR for the California West Cost Association and we made shirts that said "Stop Asking Us Why we Came Here", the club was huge.
How did I end up in New York? I ask myself that every morning I wake up. I miss home everyday; when its cold, when I want a taco, or a breath of fresh air from the sea, I miss it. Truth be told New York couldn't hold a candle to California with its clean/cheap grocery stores and year-around warm weather. I don't hate it here, Its just everywhere I turn theres something to piss me off about it, in every bet of a noun; persons, places and things. The only this I don't I love about New York is The Red Storm. St. John's has so much to offer spiritually and mentally and the gym at bad either.
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