Chapter 303

• Pleasure Time
• I grew up in a smaller suburb outside of San Diego in a nice neighborhood. The houses were a pretty good size, but not mansions. It was a safe neighborhood where nobody would really worry about crime or anything like that. I came from a good family - my mom and dad were still married after 25 years being together and they taught me how to be a good person and not come off as a jerk to other people in life. Aside from them, I have a younger brother. I always got along alright with him, but we weren't incredibly close. We really had diverse interests and didn't spend that much time hanging out because we were into such different activities. I was pretty into sports, while he was into playing guitar and things like that.
• After I graduated from high school, I went off to college at CSU Long Beach, so I was a few hours away from home. My parents had given me a fair amount of freedom as I progressed through high school. They kept interested in what I did and who my friends were, but my curfew kept getting pushed later and later until finally I didn't even have one. As a result, I didn't go totally crazy my first night on my own. I was a bit more responsible with things since I had already been used to that freedom. While at college, I started to drink a little, something I hadn't been into during high school at all. I got a little overboard at first, but after two years at Long Beach, I had mellowed considerably and was pretty much a social drinker at the many parties that went on. I slept with a few girls...not too many, but enough that I wasn't desperate for sex or anything. Overall, it was a good first two years of school.