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Wednesday, 10 March 2010

  • habit forming or forming habits

    i think three days in a row is pretty much a record for me, but i'm hoping if this becomes a habit, it'll help me in the long run. i hate being an emotional girl. scratch that. i hate having all these emotions that i try my best to keep bottled up inside so no one can see what i'm going through. i hate feeling like i have secrets that i'm keeping from people. i tend to be a very open person. i'll tell you the truth to your face...usually i make sure you want to hear it first, but still. i don't like to hide things from people because it makes me feel deceitful & that's not the kind of person i am nor that i want to be. this, in turn, makes me hate when people try to lie to me or hide things from me. especially when either i already knew or the people they DO tell can't keep their mouths shut anyways. i'm not going to go into detail about that situation, mostly because it's not my story to tell.

    it's getting around that time when courses are being posted for the summer & fall semesters so i've been looking through them seeing what is going to be offered in comparison to what classes i'll need to take so that i can hopefully graduate sometime SOON. i've changed my major a few times (nursing->English Secondary Education->Elementary Education w/ an add-on endorsement for English) & lately i've been tossing around the idea of going back to the English major. I do love it so! So just for kicks I decided to see how many classes I would have left if I were to change back in comparison to the number of classes I have left in the Elementary Education (w/ English endorsement add-on)...it makes me wanna kick myself in the butt. If i would have stayed an English major, I could graduate next spring! Of course right now I'm trying to cram all these classes in for Elementary Ed because for whatever reason they think you should have very specific general ed courses which I didn't take the ones they wanted because in my major at the time, it didn't matter. In a way I kinda blame Ricky. I blame him for a lot of things these days. I'm not trying to be mean or say that none of this is my own doing because I know it is, but I really wonder how my life would be different (better) if I had never dated him. In the course of the 8 months that we were together, I quit my [great paying] job, tried to spread out my classes and/or add more so we could graduate together, let him stay with me for a month [rent free], practically disowned my friends, and to top it all off...he still denies that he's the one who gave me an STD. How do i KNOW it was him?? Well considering I've only been with three guys my ENTIRE life & I was fine before we were together, how else could I have gotten it?! I suppose the most amusing part is the fact that after we broke up & my guy friends were aggravating him one night, he had the nerve to send me a message [on Facebook no less] chewing me out about how he never wanted to see/speak to me, my friends, or my family ever again & that I was the worst thing that ever happened to him. REALLY NOW?! Because I'm pretty sure that MY family is the one that fixed YOUR car so you could go home since you didn't have a job [never got one either] to pay for the repairs. I'M the one that let you stay at MY apartment for FREE, bought groceries, and took care of you when you were sick!! I'M the one who tried to plan my college life around yours & did everything I could to help you in your classes except go to your dorm room, wake you up, and dress you in the morning. I didn't hang out with my friends because you either didn't like them or wanted to be alone. I didn't drink because you didn't want me to. I stopped cussing because you wanted me to. YOU gave ME an STD that I have to live with for the REST OF MY LIFE!!! I couldn't be away from you for too long without telling you how much I missed you & loved you, but we never had a decent intelligent conversation. I told you that I didn't want to have sex because I felt convicted about it, you said ok, then tried to convince me that you pretty much couldn't live without it. By the time I decided that I couldn't do this anymore, I felt like he'd sucked the life out of me.

    That three letter word disgusts me so. It's my biggest secret & something I'm both ashamed & terrified of. So many people already see that I regret dating Ricky for many reasons, but sometimes I wish I could tell them this so they knew the FULL extent.

    It makes me feel so worthless. I couldn't imagine knowing that he had it before we had sex. I don't know what I would have done besides NOT had sex w/ him. I think of how I would've felt then I put those thought & emotions into anyone I imagine telling. Not only that, I couldn't stand knowing that I could pass this on to someone I love...knowing that it's possible that they would have to go through all the stuff I did...I couldn't wish that on anyone.

    I'm already self conscious enough for ten people...now I'm contagious.
    I really think that this could have a big part in why Daniel stopped talking to me as much...
    Things were going that direction...or at least our talks were...he would invite me to come over, stay, hang out in his bedroom...blah blah blah Y'know all those little insinuations that may or may not be direct invites, but are most likely presented as invitations. So one night I just felt the need (don't ask me why cause to this day I don't know) to tell him. Sooo I did...the texting got fewer & farther in between then pretty much stopped altogether. I have a feeling at one point he was skeptical of whether or not I was lying about it...why I would lie about something like that idk...maybe I was desperately NOT wanting to sleep with him? lol But nevertheless, he asked Kelly if he knew about it & luckily he did or I'd be kinda aggravated that he would've basically just told someone...

    Anyways...considering we have a number of mutual friends, we still hang out, talk, and text each other randomly, but it's nothing serious & will never be :)

    For now, I just needed to get some stuff off my chest...it's so freeing to get it all out cause it feels like it weighs me down when I keep it inside...but there aren't many ppl I can talk to about this. My parents know, but me & dad don't have "heart-to-hearts" & I know mom doesn't like to talk about it. It upsets her...usually because it still upsets ME...i get kinda choked up & then mom gets teary-eyed & is scrambling to change the subject...it's hard.

    Well...until another day...heck! who knows it may be tomorrow!

Tuesday, 09 March 2010

  • two days in a row, no less!

    so i've decided to invent something. i don't know how in the world i could possibly do it, but nevertheless i think people would appreciate my invention. i believe i'll call it the "use it or lose it." perhaps it'll be an application...i think that's the only way it would work actually :/

    how many of you hate when someone asks for your phone number, but for whatever reason you never hear from them? or perhaps you all talked (text/voice/what have you) for a period of time, but for whatever reason, you just don't talk anymore...with the Use It or Lose It app, that person would be deleted from your contact list thus forcing you to ask for said person's contact info AGAIN. Why do I think this is such a remarkable idea? Because I'm sick and tired of waiting around for people to call me after they ask for my number. If you weren't going to to use it, why did you ask for it? I assumed by your asking that you would attempt to contact me at some point in the near future, however, you have not. In this event, I prefer you not have my number at all. To some, this may sound a little crazy; maybe this just makes sense to me because of my personality. I like my privacy. I like knowing who has my number because I typically only keep the numbers of people that I WANT to contact. Anyways I guess it does sound a little silly, but I think it would help to prevent people from "collecting" phone numbers. They would only ask you for your number if they were going to use it, or it would force them to actually talk to you every once in a while in order to keep it. What I think would be entertaining would be the ability to attach the app to YOUR personal cell number...that way everyone could decide if they want people to keep their number & for how long. Gah I do sound a little crazy. I randomly thought of this basic idea sometime between 2 & 9 this morning (horrible night sleep) and all these other details are being made up as I type. ha!

    Needless to say it's been a very trying day so far.

    Could NOT go to sleep.

    Kept waking up.

    Birds chirping at 5am. (i'm not a morning person by any standard)

    LEAF BLOWERS 6-7am.  (i currently live on campus & the layout is a little hard to explain, but the door to my room goes directly outside & is on the ground level of the hall) so when the leaf blowers decide to blow stupid leaves at 6am i can hear them like they're IN my room.

    Work at the campus ID office 11-4:30 (yes I'm still here) which this isn't so bad. I like the people--a few people--I work with & the work isn't difficult. The only real problem I have with this part of my day is the fact that since it's spring break, everyone is gone. I pretty much spend 5 and 1/2 hours sitting here...reading some...playin on the internet. Bored mostly...but I need money so I'm here.

    The only real thing I have to look forward to is the hopes of getting extremely drunk Wednesday night with some friends at our usual spot (we haven't gotten to go in over a month) & coming in to work hungover on Thursday. I will have no shame in this either. I've already pre-warned Stephanie.
  • herro.

    ah. how i weave such a intricate, delicate web sometimes...i'd like to call it life, but idk if many other people would agree...

    i've remembered another reason why i love writing so much. it lets me go back to a moment in time & remember EXACTLY what i was feeling. there are no questions about how i thought about something...just read it right there on the page. so it's easy for me to recall the fact that i thought (and wanted) Daniel to like me. it's slightly amusing now though...i've finally accepted the reality of the situation to it's full potential. i said it, but i still hoped it wasn't entirely true...i wanted to use him & he used me while i started to fall for him. why? because i'm a silly silly girl. there are countless things about this kid that i do NOT like. i think i have some type of complex when it comes to the male gender. i pursue those who don't chase me & ignore those who do chase me. i know that this is actually more common than i'm making it sound, but nevertheless. it drives me absolutely nuts when a guy (that i think i should be able to get the attention of) ignores me. i mean no offense to Daniel, but he's definitely not the catch of the day. he's OK, but he's fun & i like to pick on him. moving on. the good news: i have not stayed (or even flirted) with Daniel since that Wed night bout a month ago. i've barely even seen him or been to his apt. anyways...i've been in a very reflective mood lately...just thinking about everything & how i wish i hadn't screwed so many things up with different ppl here & there. i know i can't change things now, so i'm not gonna mope around regretting my past, but still. i think back on the guys i've met & used that were nice guys...people i've lost touch with for whatever reasons...which reminds me of an old guy friend, James.

    Story time:
    I began working at a restaurant my freshman yr in college. I met James who I noticed, but he didn't really make any serious impression on me at first. The more I got to know him, the more I started to like him. He was cute but not drop-dead gorgeous; he was average sized, had a very nice smile, & was probably the sweetest guy I'd ever met. He seemed very reserved but was still fun. I could joke around with him, but he was never mean or inappropriate...if anything he was quite shy for a while. I enjoyed being around him & talking to him. We texted here & there, hung out & watched a movie...then the trouble started. I started going to parties & drinking with my friends which then turned James into my drunk-text/call of the night. More often than not, he was drunk too, but I got to the point where I think I was using him. We made out one drunken night, but that was the only time. A little while later, I quit working at the restaurant. I would still drunk text him here & there, but eventually I made myself delete his number so I wouldn't drunk text him. I wanted him to text or call me...didn't happen. A few months later I saw him on campus & we talked for a minute & he invited me and my friend to a party at his frat house (yes, he's a frat boy which was usually a turn-off, but he's different). We went & sadly I got extremely drunk. If my memory serves me correct, I pretty much made an idiot out of myself. After that very embarrassing night, I only saw him randomly on campus just long enough for a wave or "hi, how are you?" "good you?" "good. see ya!" I've missed my little James. Looking back I wish I hadn't been such an idiot. He's a good guy...

    Sooo...my friend Jess texts me Fri night & says that she's invited over to Arun's place after work & wanted to know if I'd be interested in joining (Arun also worked at the restaurant with me & James back in the day, but now works with Jess). I said sure & halfway wondered if James would be there. I knew Arun still hung out with a lot of the ppl from the restaurant & I even mentioned that to Jess to which she replied "Idk...I doubt it" Walked in the door at Arun's, Arun says "Jessica!!...Jennifer!!" then I look over and James smiles & waves. The rest of the night we chit-chatted, joked around, & I had a very nice time. Everyone was getting pretty drunk (except me cause I had some crangrape & vodka before Jess picked me up, but I don't drink beer). James asked what I was up to this week (it's our spring break) & when I said I'd be in town & really didn't have any plans he said we should hang out, asked if I still had the same number, & I gave him my new one.
    Is it bad that it's Monday, & I'm already practically WAITING for him to text me?? I do worry though that his drunkenness will prevent this from ever happening...what if he doesn't even remember getting my new number or if he was only talking to me cause he was drunk? Ugh. Damn you, alcohol!
    I'd just absolutely love for this to be a second chance. Of course, he could turn out to be completely different than I remember or could have changed since then...idk...

    I'm such a girl...

Thursday, 11 February 2010

  • long time no see.

    So yeah I know it's been over 6 months since I've written anything...but I'd like to think I'm getting back in gear & finally coming back around to myself. Me & Ricky broke up back in November. I spent my New Years with my little crew of Kelly, Daniel, Sam, and this girl Kelly brought in Atlanta, GA for the UT/VT game which was really fun :) I said before New Years that I was determined to make 2010 a fresh start for me...just start from scratch. I think I've done OK with that, but somethings you just can't go back on y'know? lol
    I've started writing again & it just reminds me how much I've missed that. It's so amazing to be able to get my feelings out on a piece of paper...such a release. :)
    As usual I'm having problems...I worry too much about stupid things and I let myself get in situations where if it weren't for the things I did and said, it wouldn't be happening...if any of that makes any sense.
    OK. Let's start from the top.
    Considering that I certainly don't write as much as I used to (or really should) I don't know what all I've expressed...
    My friend Kelly is like my best guy friend. We've known each other for YEARS. I've went to the same church with him for probably 8 or 9 years. He's 3 years older than me so I've always known of him, but until college we weren't really friends...anyways. He also dated a friend of mine all through highschool & she would talk to me about their relationship and stuff. They dated (on and off) for probably about 4-5 years. Our freshman year in college, she got pregnant with his child. They've since broke up and she's dating some other guy & I'm gonna stop there cause there are waayyy to many details to go along with that story...anyways. Me & my friend Mikala would go over to Adam & Kelly's apt, hang out, drink, whatever and just have a good time. Mikala started staying at their apt now and then, but I always made sure I went home. Then Mikala started talking & dating Adam...then when me & my old roomie Cassandra moved into the same apt complex as Kelly, he started talking to her. They had a "friends with benefits" type relationship & he wanted to date her, but she kept making excuses why she couldn't. Eventually after we thought she'd dropped off the face of the earth we found out that she was already in a relationship...anyways. So me & Kelly have spent many nights sittin in my apt or his apartment just talking...about everything...his baby-mama-drama, what's going on with Cassandra, what's going on in our families, school stuff, just EVERYTHING. We were so cool with each other & we were just friends. Now mind you, when we drank, we usually made out, but that was IT. He mentioned dating, but I just couldn't because I felt like he was just using me as a last resort.
    So after me & Ricky broke up I finally got to start hanging out with him again, but he's been hangin out with Daniel & Sam so much that I don't get to talk to him like I used to...but we still all go out together & drink & stuff. He still wants to kiss me & such...whenever he takes me back to my apt, I know what's coming...and he's not a bad kisser. In fact, he's a very good kisser lol But that's not all...the night right after me & Ricky broke up, I was invited out to Capone's with Kelly, Daniel, Katie (another girl Kelly knew & therefore brought out) Lili, and Matt...I didn't know Daniel like AT ALL, but he sat between me & Kelly and even bought me a couple drinks lol We went out a couple more times (in the group) over the next week or so & after one late night I got a text from Kelly that Daniel wanted my number...i told him to wait til Daniel was sober to see if he still wanted it. The next afternoon I got a text from Daniel. We texted back & forth for the next like 2 weeks. Then it just slowed down...then nothing. I'm not EXACTLY sure what happened, but nevertheless...we all still hung out and we out and such, but he just doesn't talk to me much anymore...who knows...but me being me...I LOVE to kiss...it's like my favorite thing in the world. When I drink, I really really want to...and for some reason after talking to him and flirting with him back before he stopped talking to me, I just really wanted to kiss Daniel. I just wanted to know what it would be like. So I decided I would give it a shot...one drunken night I asked if he could keep a secret...then told him nevermind cause i didn't think he could...the next night I told him that I was ALMOST drunk enough to ask if he would makeout with me. He said that I should let him know next time...a few weeks ago we went to a show at a bar & we were ALL pretty darn drunk. Kelly wasn't there (& didn't know bout me wantin to kiss Daniel...after all he still wants to make out) and Daniel is dancing with me and we're flirting & then he keeps hinting about "the secret" I was drunk enough that when he got close enough I just kissed him right there in the middle of the floor in front of everyone :/ when it was brought up later I just played it off as ppl do silly things with they're drunk...even though when we got back to Daniel & Sam's apt for me to get my car, Daniel decided i was "too drunk to drive home" and I stayed the night with him. I hate to admit that I loved it...we stayed up til like 5 in the morning...only slept til like 9, but I loved how he held me, and touched me, and kissed me...we joked around, played, cuddled...it was amazing. Then the morning came...he invited me to stay the day, but I felt like I really needed to go shower so he said I could leave then come back, but my mom called & wanted to meet for lunch so I had to leave...he tried to tell me i was too drunk again and to stay a couple weeks ago, but Kelly was there & I knew I couldn't let him SEE me stay...plus i was fine. Then last wednesday it happened again...i had 5 shots of tequila & i thought i was fine, but Daniel took my keys and purse away so I had to stay...another amazing night.
    It kinda makes me mad at myself for staying. I love the way he holds me, the way I love to be close to him...how if he says something mean & i threaten to leave, he grabs me and wont let me go. I love feeling wanted...but I know that he doesn't want ME...he just didn't wanna be alone. He knows that if I'm there, he'll get that attention he wants, but without the commitment. Cause he hardly EVER texts/calls/messages me unless it's for a very specific reason. It's just so confusing cause if I were to listen to the things that Sam (his roommate) says, you'd think he DOES like me...but he just never acts like it...unless we're alone in his bed. I mean Sam's said stuff like one night we all went out and I was determined to flirt with whoever would pay attention to me & not pay as much attention to Daniel & when we were gettin ready to leave, Sam pulled me to him (drunk of course) and said "I know about you & Kelly, but I won't tell Daniel" and i'm like huh? 1. me and kelly are just friends (even thought I'm guessing Sam was referring to our extreme flirting & possible kissing) and 2. what does Daniel have to do with anything? lol & then the other night Sam, Jess & Kelly were talkin bout goin to eat & Kelly invited me then apparently they were talkin bout who all was going. Kelly asked Sam if Daniel was coming, Sam said to just tell him I was going & he'd go...I don't get it...ugh. I don't get why it just feels like he uses me but then little things like this happen and it's like if he's just using me why would it matter if I go or not...

    boys...

Monday, 27 July 2009

  • struggling.

    So.
    I've been through this before & thought it went away. Not only has it not gotten better, I fear that one of two things has happened. 1. It's gotten worse or 2. I'm just not capable of putting up with it anymore.
    I love Ricky. I really do. He's such a sweet guy. He tries so hard to do everything right. I know he really cares about me and wants the best for me...and us. He's talked about us being together & so have I, but sometimes I wonder if I'm going to be able to put up with this. I know there are much worse things, but this is driving me crazy.
    He's so needy, clingy, and just...suffocating sometimes. I don't want to be attached at the hip. I want a little bit of wiggle room. I want to be able to sit with him but not have to be RIGHT next to each other.
    If he's at my apartment and wants to go to bed early, I have to sit beside him in the bed. I can't be anywhere else. If I wake up and want to get out of bed, but he doesn't, he won't want me to get up. Or if I do get up "Where are you going?" to which I respond "I have to pee." Where does he THINK I'm going at 8am in my pjs?!
    I love to talk. I love having conversations...sittin around with a person or a group and just talking about WHATEVER.
    We don't. He'll text me throughout the day & we may talk on the phone for 5 minutes here and there, but all I hear is "I love you so much...I miss you...I can't wait to see you." Which I understand is sweet and blah blah blah, but when that's ALL you hear EVERYDAY one starts to wonder. Is this ALL he has to say to me? Then in those 2-3 minute "conversations" he always manages to make a request. "Will you send me a nice text?" What kind of question is that?! We're on the phone NOW. I've told you that I love you and miss you and can't wait to see you...so what do you expect me to say in the text?! I can't just say "No." Then again, he puts me on the spot. What am I supposed to say in this text? And why would someone ASK for that. It would be much more special if I did it out of my own will.
    I know that some people would look at my situation and be like, "How can you complain?! At least he's GOOD to you and isn't abusive or something."
    Yes yes I understand your point, but is it worth me going insane over?
    I enjoy cuddling, hugging, kissing, etc., BUT I don't think that it's necessary that he's touching me 24 hours a day 7 days a week. I need some ME time. I'm only 20 years old. This boy is NOT my husband, yet for the first time in my life, I'm in a relationship and I feel so...tied down.
    I hate those words.
    Tied down.
    They remind me of Brian-David. Of course I don't feel tied down in the sense that I want to go out, get drunk, and have sex with anything I can find that night.
    I want to know that in a few months when I go on a cruise with MY FAMILY which is to "celebrate" mine & my sister's birthdays that if I want to have a drink, I can & I don't have to "answer" to him. (We talked/decided that we weren't going to cuss and/or drink anymore...we also have an "honesty policy" going on so each has to own up if we mess up). Which reminds me...he calls/texts me EVERY time he cusses. This is what I get "Hey Jennifer...you're gonna be mad at me..." but i'm NOT mad! I feel like he treats me like a babysitter or a mother. I appreciate his honesty, but why does it always have to be "you're gonna be mad" or "are you mad?" NO I'M NOT, BUT I'M GETTING THAT WAY!!!!
    I'm an English major. I like to think, read, and especially write. For any of these three things to take place, I need to be alone. When Ricky's here, I'm NEVER alone. I can't have a moment to myself, or he thinks something's wrong.
    I'm really afraid to be completely honest.
    The more I think about it, the more I just feel like this isn't where I'm supposed to be. The problem being...he's so 100% positive that I'm THE ONE. I thought he was too for a while, but it hasn't even been 5 months, and I'm already having doubts. I was talkin to Mom about it the other day, and I mentioned that it felt longer than 4 1/2 months. Her words, "That's not good."
    Of course I've got a lot more thinking to do. I just don't think I can bring myself to break it off. I worry about how he'd be...emotionally. He's told me how perfect I am for him, how happy I make him, he's even said that he plans on asking me to marry him one day. It's a lot of pressure.

    Is it just me being obsessive over trivial things that shouldn't matter?
    I mean, am I silly for saying all this?
    I just don't see how things can "work" and be so perfect, if sometimes I just want him to leave me alone.
    Can that be healthy?
    Ugh.

    Goodnight.

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    • Name: Jennifer
    • Location: Tennessee, United States
    • Birthday: 10/27/1988
    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 4/13/2006

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  • In a word: bittersweet. I have a big heart, but it's heavily guarded these days. I daydream & lay in my floor often. Music is my therapy. I crave intelligent conversation, & good grammar makes me happy. I love the warmth of sunshine on my skin. I drive a little fast, sing a little loud, and laugh often. My family is my backbone & my friends are my life support. I'm ready to be single until I find someone who can accept me for everything I am and all I am not. I am far from perfect, but I've been saved and forgiven by my Savior Jesus Christ and that matters more than anyone else's opinion.

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