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Friday, 23 April 2010

  • so it feels like the end

    i don't know where to start. every conversation i feel like im going to get into a fight. and i feel like im the one to blame. i ruin everything. i feel like im nor good enough for her. i try to be and i try. but the harder i try the more it seems i fail. i don't want to lose her, but i feel as if she hates me. i want to be her prince and charming, but i feel like i lost it. in the end i don't know what will happen. i hope for a miracle that things will be better. but i am yet to see it. i want to run, but that wouldn't solve anything. it will only leave questions of what could have been. my work is hard and draining. i almost dread the day, but i find my happiness within it. it keeps me busy. after work i want to relax and chill. mostly sleep. i hate how far apart we both are. i want us to be closer. i work very hard, but i feel like i don't get anything from it. i am happy making tips, and i am happy making people happy. but i feel like my personal happiness is withered.

Tuesday, 17 February 2009

  • my minds playing tricks on me

    this weekend has shown me there s no trusting anyone. not your friends, not your family, and no one close to you. i am better off trusting a monkey with a fully automatic sub machine gun. why do i feel this distrust? well lets start off with two of my friends who played a cruel joke on me through my personal space. to say the least they are no longer around. i called some people i thought i could depend on the most including my family, and my ex of 2 years. i thought maybe they'd make me feel a little better about the day, but in turn i just ended up getting really drunk and throwing my phone out the window. i feel paranoid and edgy. i need the alcohol to make me feel better. to relax these feelings that i have somehow acquired. i do not know just how this manifested into this paranoia, this unrest. i feel like i need to get out of boston, i feel like everyones out for me, including my friends here. i don't know, i just hate everyone here. i can't fully explain it, but no matter how many people are here for me, i still feel like they all want to bring me down. i believe i am better off starting fresh again... and when i say again, i mean this is the second time i have moved, and done something different for myself, and in return i get bit in the ass. maybe alot of this is brought on by me. but why is everyone lying to me, and kicking me when im down. i even heard a 'friend' talking about me behind my back. i don't know, i just need to get outa here and be by myself, and free. i'm starting to regret alot of the path i have chosen for myself. i spend my time going through this alley hoping someone will plug me, and get it down with.

    there's someone or something watching me, and getting a kick off my misery. its fucked up when your mind is playing tricks on ya. late at night, i know something ain't right. i feel like someone is watching me at my worse, and laughing at it. seeing me slowly decade into something i do not want to be. my father... not in the good way, but in the stubborn asshole alcoholic. i am scared and lonely. i am praying for forgiveness and happiness. but can't see it. and i don't feel it. i just got off the phone with my ex, and i don't know if i want to share the same city with her. i want to move to the south. where no one can find me, and no one knows who i am. everyone here knows me, and i hate being the person that is well known. i just want to be no one. a shadow, and a new face to the surrounding around me.

    everyone has what they want, and i have nothing, but my car, and myself. i have nothing to my name, and nobody to be with me. my mother is worried i ain't living right, but how can I. i and second guessing everything, and i want to just be sure i am doing something for the right reasons, and i feel that i am not. i feel like i am doing these things to make other people happy. i joined the army for myself to build a character and the discipline that i could use to fight through the day. but its getting harder and harder, because i want that now. if i had that now, i would be all set to overcome anything. but for now, i am taking shots in the dark, at the first shadow that moves.

    to sum it up, i don't trust anybody, my fists are clenched, i am watching my back, and i am going in swinging.

Tuesday, 10 February 2009

  • stupid people say stupid things.

    ok, soo yesterday in English class we have to write a 4 to 5 page rough draft on the American dream and Hunter S. Thompson. no big deal, right? Well its about 11ish or so in the morning and you'd think without coffee in the morning it's going to be a rough start anyway.

    first off, this is college, we're all pretty much adults here.... except the Jarhead in front of me. and people that know me, know that one of my pet peeves is when people do not want too, or just do not do the work, or complain about it. this Marine was trying to say that writing a 4 to 5 page essay, rough draft, doubled spaced was "just oh so hard" and " i think it's too much work" and about how he " can't type it up"

    You're a fucking Marine!!!! i'd rather type out 100 pages instead of sitting in a foxhole getting shot at, or having an IED blow up ten feet away from me! and you're bitching about typing up a friggin 4 page essay?!?!?!? what are you, nuts! or brain dead? did a piece of shrapnel hit you in the head on your tour or something, because you seem in tip top shape, Soldier! as a squad leader for 3rd squad in the army national guard i think i'd smoke this kid with a pencil and paper, and tell him to "write" a 4 page essay! oh ya fuck push ups and drills, we're going to write up a storm now! gimme a sentence! Period! common! Indent!!!!

    and not only that, but stupid affects everyone around you, usually the closet person to you, and then he got the kid sitting next to him to start complaining, i'm in the back thinking, " what the fuck?" and i had to listen to how he doesn't want to do it, or how he can't do it. Please! any monkey can type 2 pages double space it, done! if you don't want to do the work, get the fuck out of my sight, i'll smoke you out! i even called it on him while we were leaving at the end of class. " it's only two pages, double space it, done. what kind of moron can't type two pages!"

    you know, i wonder how anyone in life got this far that doesn't know how to type out an essay? especially one for an easier english class, like i'm talking about the first english class people take when they are enrolled into this school. this is child's play to me, and i will not let stupid affect me. not this time around sucka, i am my own man. and i do my own things. whatever it takes to get me through, i'll do. but i guess no one is that driven anymore, and wants everything without putting in. i mean, i'd like to do nothing and breeze on by with a degree. but what good would that do me, if i can't do the work? let alone type up a stupid, friggin 4 page double spaced essay!!!!

    I've probably said it a hundred times before, and i'll say it again. " you get what you put in, and people get what they deserve"

Sunday, 08 February 2009

  • long time no see?

    ok so far life has....

    college
    broken up with Jill
    gotten dumped by the same girl 4 times
    held up at gun point by five people, and argued with them
    failed last semester and doing good in this one
    living in Boston on huntington ave in Rodgers hall on the wentworth campus
    met friends, gotten drunk, fucked up, and partied way too hardy on news years
    one night stands here and there ( but not enough to satisfy me)
    had my car towed twice
    alomst died last night of a heart attack, long story and idk if i want to share it now
    i am now single
    hated the holiday season and the christmas break
    military re-enlistment
    living my life as if i was dying.

    if there's any pretty girls close around boston, gimme your number and i'll hit ya up later.

    this is your boy JT

    Peace.

Saturday, 26 July 2008

  • fear and anxiety

    so the past couple of days i have been filled with worry, and went into defense mode, not only to my girlfriend, but friends, and family. this morning i went to see my therapist, and i told him what's been going, and my fear of the coming month of august. I am worried about going to school, and actually focusing on myself when i do go to school. i am worried i might be alone. I'm also scared of failing, and not being able to do well. most importantly i am sincerely sorry for being a grouch, and an asshole to those i have close to me. I know its not ok, but i am scared. i have spent so much time watching out for those around me, that i haven't had enough time to look out for myself. When my friend JD and i went to Nanant beach, i was soo sarcastic to him, i didn't mean to be, but my defenses were high, and i don't like to admit my weaknesses, nor my fears. i hate to admit my feelings. the only reason why i don't like to admit these things, is from my up bringing. my father was a monster, and if i said anything that i was feeling, i'd get put down lower. my expressions that something is wrong with me is when i say things i don't mean, or i'm deeply worried. i practically bawled at brians, because i was sorry, and i want things to go back to normal. I'm scared that when i go to school that i'll end up finishing my work, and doing nothing. I'll be missing my family, and yes younger siblings can be a pain, but i will miss spending the time i have with them. "You have to face the fear of the unknown with both two feet, and just do it" says brian, my therapist. I know i said, this will be easy for me, and i won't be missing anything. But i never realized was this is real. this is a decission that will make or break me. I know i have failed Universal Techinical Institute, but from what Brian said, " that failed for many different reasons, you were commuting way too far away, you HAD to be there early as hell in the morning, they didn't give you enough lee way when you had your accident, that school you were never going to make it, because they scammed you. they suckered you into it." and he was right. furthermore, i am soo sincerely sorry for being an ass to my girlfriend, i never want to treat her the way i did. i am scared of going off to school. and i know she's right, that i will go through changes, and good ones. I know she was scared when she went, and thats how i am feeling now. i would never cheat on her, i would never lie to her. i won't do anything to take her for granted. shes my angel, my sweetheart. i know this couple of days has been hard, for her and the both of us. and today i want to make it better. i know im going to bawl when i see her, or when i talk to her. i hate being this emotional wreckage of anxiety, and Brian has said it time and time again. "You have anxiety issues" he said medication will help but he doesn't want to go that route. he told me to remember my alanon slogans, use that program even if you are not living with the alcoholic. today, before jill comes over, i want to meditate. just to clear my head of the anxiety.  

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    • Name: JT
    • Location: Boston, Massachusetts, United States
    • Birthday: 3/13/1988
    • Gender: Male
    • Member Since: 7/20/2005

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  • I'm JT, and i live in boston most of the time, but im from winchester MA. i am a freshmen i college at wentworth institute of technology in boston. i am aspiring in mechanical engineering. i am tall and handsome, and have gorgeous blue eyes apparently. i was born march 13 1988, so thats makes me 20, going on 21. I have a good life i'd say, with the usual ups and downs. i find myself in extraordinary situations, good or bad. i play pool a lot, its not just a game, but a lifestyle. i am also very proud of my car a 2005 Hyundai Tiburon 2.7 V6. it is a street modified street and strip car. i am your usual guy, doing usual things. thats just... and i cannot live without coffee. i think i'd rather die than go the rest of my life without Dunkin Donuts coffee. lol ;)

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  • impossibledelilah
    hey guess what? i'm your friend too jt! i had an awesome time this weekend and i hope you did too!
  • Desperatos_magnum
    Where: winchester high school When: 2006 remember when you were at my graduation, and you almost through your voice screaming for me, i looked at my principal with a big smile and said, yup thats my girl (imported from memories)
  • anonymous
    Where: salisbury beach When: 2006 remember when we got taken out by that wave and everyone started laughing at us.. (imported from memories)
  • Desperatos_magnum
    lol, i kno, you are my only friend i feel loved, ya u could say im a shithead, but im your shithead, and thats what makes it sooo special.
  • anonymous
    hey babe.. we got a date that you wont tell me what it is,.. you shithead.. lol! see ya