Friday, December 16, 2005

Lance Cpl. Franklin Alan Sweger


Frankie
So it's been a year today. I still have a hard time thinking I'm never gonna see you again. I wonder if you were ready when you went, for some reason I think it'd be easier on me if I knew you were ready. I pray you will watch over everyone heading to Iraq.


I miss you always.

I see the countless
Christmas trees
around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars,
reflecting on the snow

The sight is so spectacular,
please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas with
Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs
that people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can't compare
with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you,
the joy their voices bring,
For it is beyond description,
to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me,
I see the pain inside your heart.
But I am not so far away,
We really aren't apart.

So be happy for me, dear ones,
You know I hold you dear.
And be glad I'm spending Christmas
with Jesus Christ this year.

I sent you each a special gift,
from my heavenly home above.
I sent you each a memory
of my undying love.

After all, love is a gift more precious
than pure gold.
was always most important
the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other,
my Father said to do.
I can't count the blessing or love
has for each of you.

So have a Merry Christmas and
Wipe away that tear
Remember, I am spending Christmas with
Jesus Christ this year

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Why is it that even when I am exhausted I can't sleep?


I want Oliver to be back. I want him to never have to leave me again... But I know in my heart that I cannot have what I desire most. Soon he’ll be going to Iraq and I’ll be left to face my demons alone… again.

“I dream ahead to what I hope for…”
What I hope for? I know that but does he? “How can this love be a good thing, when I know what I'm going through?” I don’t know how to make it through this next deployment, I don’t know how I made it though the first one. I am the only one that knows the thoughts that went though my mind at the darkest parts of the night. I don’t blame that on anyone really. Even now no one knows how hard it was. “And no matter how hard I try, I can't escape these things inside I know…”

I ask myself questions like “why can’t I sleep?” but I realize the answer… My thoughts are what’s keeping me awake. All these ‘thought balls’ bouncing around in my mind. I recognize this feeling now, I went through this for 8 months and soon enough it will begin again.

“When all the pieces fall apart,
You will be the only one who knows.”

Monday, December 05, 2005

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Stability |||||||||| 36%
Orderliness |||||||||| 40%
Accommodation |||||||||||||||| 70%
Interdependence |||||||||| 36%
Intellectual |||||||||||| 50%
Mystical |||||||||| 36%
Artistic |||||||||||| 43%
Religious |||||||||||||| 56%
Hedonism |||||||||||||||| 70%
Materialism |||||||||||| 43%
Narcissism |||||||||||| 50%
Adventurousness |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Work ethic |||||||||||||| 56%
Self absorbed |||||||||| 36%
Conflict seeking |||||| 30%
Need to dominate |||||||||||| 43%
Romantic |||||||||||||||| 70%
Avoidant |||||||||||||||| 63%
Anti-authority |||||||||||| 43%
Wealth |||||||||| 36%
Dependency |||||||||||||||| 63%
Change averse |||||||||| 36%
Cautiousness |||||||||||| 43%
Individuality |||||||||||| 43%
Sexuality |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Peter pan complex |||||| 30%
Physical security |||||| 23%
Physical Fitness |||||| 24%
Histrionic |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Paranoia |||||||||||||||| 63%
Vanity |||||||||||| 43%
Hypersensitivity |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Female cliche |||||||||| 36%
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Monday, November 28, 2005

Do you ever get so lost you don't know how to get back to where you were? When I was 19 I knew everthing I wanted, I knew where I was going. What happened to me? Where did that person go?

I think it's everything I've been though... I look back and I think where my life started to go wrong was the last night with Michael. I wonder how different my life would be if that never went wrong. There are steps between then & now that have attributed to where I am. I want to be the best person I can be. I'm tired of so much darkness in my heart. I'm scared of Oliver going to Iraq because I care so much about him... I'm scared of going though what I went though while he was in Afghanistan all over again. I was afraid then because so many of my friends were dying, I'm not sure I've quite healed from that, I'm not sure how to handle more of it if I have to, I'm not sure of what will happen to me if I lose him too.

Where did the
'me' go that was so sure of every part of my life?
Where did the 'me' go that wasn't scared of the world or the things in it?

Sunday, November 27, 2005

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Thursday, November 10, 2005

Tonight I Wanna Cry


Alone in this house again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let got of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

Would it help if I turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let got of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let got of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

Saturday, November 05, 2005

I dont even know where I wanna start writing. I saw "Jarhead" tonight. I think they did good keeping near the book. Other than that Oliver made me a bear at the Build-a-bear-workshop. I don't think I have ever loved any teddy bear as much as I love this one. He is absolutely the cutest bear I have ever had...And yet, I am screaming inside. Do people see the signs? Are there signs? I don't know. I feel alone in what I am going through. I see this look already from my bear, which happens to be named 'Jarhead', this look though... I want to try to explain this and it's hard. Teddy bears are always smiling and he has that smile like he's trying to tell everyone that he's happy. But this bear can see into my soul and his eyes reflect what I am feeling at this moment. Dialated. Scared, wondering... His eyes are like mirrors of my mind.

I know already the things this bear will go though with me. No one else knows, just me. If a bear could ever speak of what they see in someone he would say how much I hurt, he'd tell all about the fears in my mind. Not that any of it would help. My fears are my own.

I look at Oliver laying in his bed and no one (in my life) will ever know how scared I am. I love him so much. I think of my life if something happened to him Over There and I already know that I won't make it if he's gone. I see him sleeping and I just can't ever live without that. I can live with him being overseas for months at a time, but I can't if he is really just gone.

Friday, November 04, 2005

looking back on what I went though while oliver was in afghanistan... Every day I have with him is bringing me closer to disaster. Every hug and every kiss is closing my fate. I'm gonna break when he leaves. I look in his eyes and he doesn't know the pain I am going though. Its already like this for me because I know what is going to happen in a couple months. I've been down this road before. How do people live though this. How did I live though it? I think about it and I ache. I'm exhausted already.

I used to sit there and stare at his picture. whispering his name even though he'd never hear. Cry quiet enough that no one knew I was crying and each day I would die all over again. Then I'd be home alone and screaming and no one knew what I was going though each moment I was awake.

I'm scared. I'm honestly scared.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Awww shit son!!! Jarhead comes out tomorrow!!! I'm goin to an early show, hells yeah. "I thank God for every day he gives me in the Corps OoRah!"
Welcome to the Suck

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Nothing to say. Marine Corps Ball is coming up soon. I really need a job. Hawaii is no different this time around than is was the last time. My "Island fever" hasn't hit yet, but it will. I'll be at the beach staring out at the water thinking about how far I am from home. But then, home wasn't "home" the last time I was there. I felt nothing but emptiness the last time around. And everything I did turned into a big fuck up the last time around. I don't belong there, I know that. Guess we'll just find out then huh?

Sunday, October 16, 2005

The last time I can say for sure that anyone ever brought me breakfast in bed was my 18th birthday... and it was my mom who brought it to me. I have made breakfast for boyfriends and brought them food in bed. Until this morning no one had done that for me.

When I opened my eyes this morning Oliver is standing there with a cup of orange juice and a plate. My first thought was "He wants me to move so he can sit on his bed and eat." So, I sit up and move over and he hands me the plate and the cup and says "I didn't know what you wanted in your omlette so I just put ham & Cheese"
I put the plate down and rubbed my face still waking up and a little confused. "you brought me breakfast in bed?" he nods 'yes'. God, I Love him... When did I get so lucky?

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

so I'm thinking I wanna write a book. (my mom would be proud of that one). I don't think there are many 22 year olds that get that urge. But I am gonna start putting notes together for it. There isn't really any research I need to do to write it. So yeah... I think I wanna do it. I already have a title.

Sometimes I wonder...

exactly what is it about me that he is attracted to? he thinks I have a high self esteem but hes so wrong. I think sometimes I feel like he takes me for granted

Well, I didn't make it to the gym today... Good thing Nani woke me up at an Un-Godly hour to walk three miles (most of which was uphill). I have an Interview for a job at Red Lobster tomorrow. I really need this to work out.

Oliver is asleep already, he has to wake up at 1am for a 10 Mile hump. Man do I feel bad for these guys. I'm so bored waiting for a ride. I think I've 'refreshed' my homepage on MySpace like 20 times in the last half hour just hoping I have a message or someone has posted a new bulletin (anything to keep me busy!)

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Columbus Day...and my necessity of MORE (and new) CARDIO (I can feel that already)

so I DID go to the gym and even though Im sick I felt great about the workout. I need them to be longer and I NEED to add SOMETHING into my rotation. but what?

Monday, October 10, 2005

My stupid cough got worse. I hate being sick I keep hacking up some nasty stuff. Took a day off from the gym yesterday I totally felt like trash for most of the day. But I'm going today. Not really been up to much went to the movies with Oliver, Nani, and Holloway last night. I don't know why I never have anything to write it's not like I don't do anything. Gonna go get ready to go to the Commisary with Holloway & Oliver.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

been kinda sick the last couple days

I hate being like this. haven't even been drinking dunno how I got sick. Oliver is at the rifle range til tomorrow. we went to the gym monday and he left Tues.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

So I'm thinking if ya'll have any questions (or are curious) about your love life then you should totally check this page out.

I came across this page which kinda predicts your future Love life with the help of a set of advanced mathematical calculations based on the concept of human psychology. It is extremely accurate as long as you have answered the set of 12 questions honestly and seriously.

I guess the site was developed by a group of renowned psychologists. Even if you're skeptical, just try it. after all, you have nothing to lose!


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Friday, September 23, 2005

Hurting those closest to me...

They think they're closest to me but really they don't know the real me. Would it be so bad to hurt my friends a little if I get my own happiness...?

Thursday, September 22, 2005

it's getting sohard for me to sleep at night... again.

I'm having dreams about being in airports and not getting on the plane and ALL I want is to be with Oliver. Anymore I wake up all the time at night no matter how tired I am and I stare at the cieling for hours before falling asleep even when I'm exhausted. Why can't I just figure things out? What did I do to deserve this life that I am leading?

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

I don’t know what I felt like writing... I was thinking about how it was when Oliver was in Afghanistan. The nights I laid in my bed and cried myself to sleep, and the days that I pretended like everything was okay. The people that surround me in my life are oblivious to the pain I went though. I think back to those months he was gone fighting in Operation Enduring Freedom. That time tore me apart, broke my spirit and pierced my soul. I will never heal from that. The worst part is I know parts of me are different now, things I would never have changed in myself are lost forever. And he is going to fight in Operation Iraqi Freedom surely if I have to go though what I went through with Operation Enduring Freedom I will not make it and I’m scared of that.

I have six months until he goes to Iraq. I only wish I knew what to do with it. I try to tell myself that I am in Phoenix so I can pay off all my shit by the time he is back from Iraq. Then part of me whispers, “what if he doesn’t come back?” I yell back, “HE WILL COME BACK!” and my own reply is “but what if he doesn’t…” …Then I have wasted six months being away from him when I could have had him the whole time.

No one could possibly comprehend the contradictions that I face in myself.

I'm always alone when I need someone the most...

Monday, September 19, 2005

i wish i would have stayed in hawaii

the shit i go through here is just fucking stupid. i'm tired of stupid fucking shit. i hate my life. i wish it would just end.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

traffic school sucks ass!

holy hell, i haven't been this bored in a hell of a long time. before lunch i kept falling asleep. i'm trying so hard to not fall asleep. dear God save me!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

"Wake Me Up When September Ends"

...Summer has come and past, the innocent can never last...

I'm tired. Everything about me is exhausted. This song is all me right now. I wish I could sleep until things were better. Flying home from Hawaii last night I realized, I FEEL SO EMPTY. I'm lost and I don't know where to go, I don't know what to do. I just want to be held, and I can't have that.

I watched the ocean basked in moonlight from the window of the airplane last night. From way up there it looked so calm almost like it was sleeping. But I know the truth about the ocean, it's looks are so decieving. And I know that the ocean is like me. The things people think of me are so different from the way I am. I wish that someone knew the real me. And I wonder if anyone will ever know the real me.

foxtrot uniform charlie kilo

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Never Forget the Fallen Heroes

Dedicated to those who have lost thier lives in 9/11, Operation Enduring Freedom, and Operation Iraqi Freedom
 

Jonya

Be safe 3/3 Kilo , and 1/3 Charlie I miss you all, come home soon.

Friday, September 09, 2005

i'm too drunk and Oliver left me

at the e-club and i'm a bit lots standing in he bathroom. think i'll wander around and get more drunk. this is so different from what i'm used to back home.

Friday, September 02, 2005

airports

is it just me or do people act differently in airports than normally? i dont know if i'm different here or not. i'm happy to see oliver, more relieved than ever

Monday, August 29, 2005

So far it's been 307days 4 hours and 39minutes since I last saw him...

I can't even explain the things I have gone through in those days. The worst pain I've ever felt, More fear than anyone should have to deal with and so much stress the amount of medication I would need should sedate me for over a year. But last Friday when I found out I'd get to see him, part of me just felt lighter. I don't even know what to think. It's like all this last (almost) year I had so much stress and I was so scared, I barely slept... Afraid of what dreams may come. But now I feel at ease, and I want to sleep I wanna catch up on it before the feeling comes back. I'm not scared of my dreams now. I want them.

I'll see him Friday.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

WOTW: "Honestly"
For all the mom's out there...

Hello Operator, does Heaven have a phone number?
Mommy went to Heaven, but I need her here today,
My tummy hurts and I fell down, I need her right away,

Operator can you tell me how to find her in this book.
Is heaven in the yellow part, I don't know where to look.
I think my daddy needs her too, at night I hear him cry.
I hear him call her name sometimes, but I really don't know why.

Maybe if I call her, she will hurry home to me.
Is Heaven very far away, is it across the sea?
She's been gone a long, long time she needs to come home now!
I really need to reach her, but I simply don't know how.

Help me find the number please, is it listed under "Heaven"?
I can't read these big big words, I am only seven.
I'm sorry operator, I didn't mean to make you cry,
Is your tummy hurting too, or is there something in your eye?

If I call my church maybe they will know
Mommy said when we need help that's where we should go
I found the number to my church tacked up on the wall
Thank you operator, I'll give them a call

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

i got beat up and lost my job!

what kind of managers would fire someone because they got jumped. fucking assholes. goes to show how shady black angus really is. i feel bad for people there.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

my first pool tournament...

i've never entered one. it's 9 ball and i'm okay at that. not good enough for tournament. we'll see how it goes. wish me luck!

awesome

sitting home watching the 'gotta be something more' video from sugarland

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

I managed to stay bored ALL day Long...

so I did this.

1. What songs are you playing now, or wish you were playing?
‘Summer Girl’ Jessica Andrews – I wanna hear “Gotta be Something More” Sugarland or “Mississippi Girl” Faith Hill
2. Has the death of a celebrity ever made you cry?
Negative Ghost Rider
3. Do you want a baby?
No. My jeep and My cat are my babies.
4. What does your dad do for a living?
Works and Intel and Air Force Reservist.
5. What does your mom do for a living?
Accountant, has her own business
6. What is your pet's name?
Chewbaca (my older cat) and Fidelis (almost a year old)
7. What was the last concert you attended?
Flogging Molly – April 9th 2004 (I know, it’s been a long time)
8. What was the last movie you saw?
In Theatres: “Wedding Crashers”, watched “Calendar Girls” earlier today though
9. Who do you dislike most at this moment?
I don’t know… Lots of people I feel animosity towards at this exact moment, but I can’t choose
10. What was the last TV show you watched?
Viva La Bam (fucking love this show, two episodes back to back, second one is on right now.
11. What is your favorite piece of jewelry?
My toe ring that I got in Mexico on the beach for 5 dollars (hahaha)
12. What was the last thing you ate?
A bowl of soup then an Otter Pop (yum)
13. When was the last time you cut your hair?
January (Yes, pathetic I know… thought about getting it done today)
14. Do you have a mental disease?
No, but Sometimes I’ve wondered if I have drank myself stupid
15. What is your favorite frozen treat?
Just vanilla ice-cream… (Breyer’s)
16. What's your favorite store?
I hate shopping, but I like Victoria Secret
17. Can you imagine yourself ever getting married?
Sometimes yes, and sometimes no.

Monday, August 08, 2005

i'm tired

anytime i do something for someone else it's never enough... nothing is enough. i'm tired of it and tired of people. wish i could leave and start over.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

'good times, good times.'

i fucking love hanging out with people i went to high school with. thats what i miss most about my past. high school and sports. wish i could in back. :(

Thursday, August 04, 2005

WOTW

I haven't had a WOTW (word of the week) in a hell of a long time. But I was in the shower shaving my legs and I saw two bruises on my right leg. One on my lower calf and one mid thigh. I thought to myself "Oh my GOD! those things are MASSIVE!"

Then laughed cause it's like the 3rd or 4th time I've used the word 'massive' in the last day and a half.

So here... WOTW: Massive

well this sucks

so i'm at the bar... ladies night. and all my friends are talking to guys. not me though. chillin alone. guess it's cool. just sucks. :(

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

time

i feel like im running circles i want something to change in my life i want to break free i want to be happy and loved i want to not feel lonely and lost. how?

Sunday, July 31, 2005


atleast I'm trying to keep smiling at things in my life.

Thursday, July 28, 2005


No one I know knows the pain I have gone through today. I had a dream about Frankie (my friend that died in Iraq) and since I woke up I feel like breaking down. I know none of my friends know the real me. I wanna break down so bad and be comforted. I want people to tell me that things will be fine. But I know they won't.
Last night I had this dream, and at first I only knew it was a guy in my dream. We're riding in a big white truck (I'm driving) and leaving the lake going to my house trying to beat my roommates, so we get there first. I'm in the garage and think to myself "I left the door open" He comes in and opens it more *til this point I still didn't know who the guy was * I see him in the doorway. First legs and black gym shorts (is there a reason his shorts are black?) then no shirt... then I see his face and he's smiling... Frankie. He died December 16th 2004.

I just wanna know why this dream happened. I wanna go see his grave. I miss him so bad. I miss his smile and I miss him laughing. He called me from Okinawa... That was the last time I heard his voice. He talked to me in my dream but I don't even know what he said, I can't even remember his voice.

I miss him so much.

Circle Island... That’s it Frankie.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

i had a dream about Frankie last night. Hanging out with him and we were having so much fun. i miss his smile. i feel so wrong today and i just wanna breakdown.

Monday, July 25, 2005

First the boys come back from Afghanistan, then I find my wallet a couple weeks ago, now my Jeep is on it's way to getting fixed... Finally things are starting to look up. I'll try to overlook all the bad that has happened in between each of these 3 events.

I want to move. I'm going to it's just a matter of when. I know it will be East Coast. I don't know exactly where yet.

I can't wait to drive my Jeep.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Oliver called me again this morning. I know he was drunk cause he told me to meet him at Dukes. Yeah, Not really a possibility since I'm in AZ. I've been so sick I don't even sit at the computer. Haven't slept well since Sunday night.

He told me on the phone that he was depressed and even if I didn't know it I was all he ever wanted too.

When I finally woke up this morning I thought maybe this was a dream. Then I looked at my phone. 4 missed calls and 3 that I answered. 5:55, 6:52, 7:04.

Why is life so difficult? Why are people so difficult? Or is it me that is difficult?

Saturday, July 16, 2005

I don't want to be alone anymore. The things that go on in my life are becoming too much for me to face by myself. I used to be so strong and now all I feel inside of me is weakness, it's infecting me and I can't figure out how to reverse it.

Oliver called me tonight. I don't know what it was that made him call but I anwered anyways. Asked what he was doing he said he'd just got home from the bar (I'm sure he was drunk). He asked what I was doing, I'd just gotten home from work half an hour prior to his call. And out of no where he says. "I'm sorry Jonya. It's my fault, it's all my fault. I'm such an ass." Probably took him half a minute to say... Half a minute to completly break me. Instantly following his apology I burst into tears. After minutes of me sobbing silently I hear his breathing change. I can tell he's now talking to me lying on his bed. My thoughts in my head at this time are how I know all these little things about him. The sound of his breathing and heartbeat alone are the sole comforts I have. How I used to watch him sleep. Then I'd curl up next him and just listen to him sleep. Sometimes I'd put my head on his chest and listen to his heart beat. Used to be my favorite 2 sounds in the world...

He fell asleep somewhere around us being on the phone for 10minutes. And I sat there crying and listening to him sleep. I kept asking myself "why?" I have a lot of answers for that: I think because of how much I missed hearing it. This sound is no longer mine to listen to and I doubt I will ever hear it again. I was trying to hold on to memories of us because of how I felt while we were together. I couldn't stand to be alone.

I listened to him sleep for 40 minutes. The whole time telling myself "In 5 minutes I'm going to hang up." Tick-tock-tick-tock... Five minutes would come and go, and I'd tell myself the same thing again. It wasn't until he rolled over or something and I couldn't hear him breathing anymore that I hung up. I probably would have listened until I too fell asleep.

But now I am scared to sleep, afraid of the dreams I will have in the wake of the time I spent on the phone with him. I can't dream about him... It's too hard for me, but this my subconcious does not know. So I will unwillingly suffer though more than I have already been though.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Song of the Day: Backstreet Boys "Incomplete"
I had a dream about Oliver last night... I can remember it so vividly. Why does my heart always get broken?
so my dream: First I'm at the beach trying to surf but Christy and I are laughing at each other because We're having trouble standing up. I just can't pop-up on the board. Then it's time to go. Beach is full of cars because some kind of Ferry came in after we got out of the water. I walk to the house cause we gotta check the chickens ASAP since they are laying 7 eggs a day now. We're house sitting for Brian, but it's a totally different house (Mike's old house) So we get to this house (it's so different inside) feed Farley and go check the chickens. One of the chickens keeps trying to take the eggs from us. Picks the egg in it's mouth and flys to the roof. I swear it talked to me, but I don't know what it said. Then I'm in the house alone. Christy is outside doing I don't know what. I hear someone knocking at the door. I open...Oliver is standing there (of course wearing my fav. outfit. Plaid-ish button up shirt with blue jeans). My first instinct is to slap him. But I just stand there. He looks at me so sad. He says to me "I'm so sorry Jonya" I don't know what to say so I just say "why?" and he tells me "I'm not right anymore. Something about me changed while I was in Afghanistan" he proceeds to tell me that he doesn't sleep at night and drinks way too much now. My heart breaks. He is what I have been since last November. I feel bad for him.
But then I wake up. It is just a dream. He'll never come knocking at my door apologizing for everything I have been though because of him. He'll never be sorry for what I have become because I cared too much about him.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Guys like him are the worst. They touch you, look at you, and talk to you like you are all they ever wanted. I should've known... but I thought he was different.


Why would you look at someone like this if you knew you were gonna hurt them? He made me feel like we were the only people on the planet. I just don't understand. Did he know what he was doing from the beginning? Or did the things that happened during our time together that made him feel so bad he didn't want to see me. It hurts more that he doesn't even talk to me. I just need to understand.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Song of the Day: 3 Doors Down "Let Me Go"
I'm sitting here by myself made myself a glass of Orange Juice and I was thinking about how I have all these little quirks that no one knows about. More than anything I wish there was someone in my life that knew these things. The Orange Juice is what started it. Until this morning no one knew that I mix my OJ with Water. Now my mom knows, only cause I told her. I don't wanna have to tell people about these little habits I have. I just want someone to be around enough to notice them.

The pain I have gone through in the last year was so unbearable at first, now I know everything I went through was in vain. Wish I could count every night I spent crying til 4am, the number of times I wasted my breath saying his name wishing by some type of magic he's hear it. Hours I spent staring at the ceiling thinking of him. No one knows these things I did while I was alone. And it was all for nothing. I'm so tired of being alone. I just want to wake up next to someone that is 'complete' because they get to wake up next to me.

Monday, July 11, 2005

i'm so irritated right now. been off work since 250 and it's 4 now. i'm sitting here fuming and about to slit my wrists purely for entertainment. why?

POTW: "I sho shoulda"
Holy crap I'm tired. Woke up hella early (for me & for a sunday) 738am. Had a great morning before work. worked a double, so now I'm exhaused. On my way home stopped and got a a 12 pack of Miller Lite (It's miller time!). So now I'm gonna have a couple beers and pass out.

I wish I could read minds. Life would be so much easier. No questioning. Wouldn't tha be nice?

Friday, July 08, 2005

DPOTP: "But I wanna fuckin' icecream cone..."

Holy Crap!!! Last night was crazy! I don't even know what to say. Swear to God I had the best Orgasm of my ENTIRE LIFE last night.

*sorry to anyone who's feelings that might've hurt. IF you have the balls, then you can call and yell at me*

It weird though. This guy does something different to me. Like, I think I've had two boyfriends my entire life that treated me respectfully. Mike was at first then he got his "God Complex" (as I like to say). I think he's got major mental issues. But anyways. 2 boyfriends that treated me like this. My 1st and 3rd boyfriends. And 8.5 years down the road, it's my first boyfriend. 8.5 YEARS later! I'm so scared to say something stupid and mess it up. He cracks me up like no other. Guys don't make me laugh like he does.

And I'm standing behind him while he playes a computer game scratching his back, and he says "God, why are you so good to me." He makes me smile, and treats me like no guy has in forever... Thats why.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

meeting (or re-meeting) guys

On Meeting (or Re-Meeting) guys:

I've totally been in those relationships where your both too young and just wonder if it'd be different if it could've been later on down the road. I wonder...

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

i'm lazy today

I'm lazy today and my song is on 'making memories of us' totally brightened my day. maybe now i'll get off my ass and start doing something.

Friday, July 01, 2005

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:Jonya
Birthday:04.10.1983
Birthplace:Phoenix, AZ
Current Location:Phoenix, AZ
Eye Color:Brown
Hair Color:Brown
Height:5'10.5"
Right Handed or Left Handed:Right
Your Heritage:Hawaiian & Italian
The Shoes You Wore Today:Black Adio's at work, Then Leather Sandals
Your Weakness:
Your Fears:Being Alone
Your Perfect Pizza:Mushrooms
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:Fix my life.
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:hahaha
Thoughts First Waking Up:"ugh...why?"
Your Best Physical Feature:my smile
Your Bedtime:whenever I want
Your Most Missed Memory:Swim team...high school.
Pepsi or Coke:neither
MacDonalds or Burger King:ick. McD's
Single or Group Dates:group
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:doesn't matter
Chocolate or Vanilla:Vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee:Coffee
Do you Smoke:When I Drink
Do you Swear:Fuck no!
Do you Sing:Always
Do you Shower Daily:99% of the time
Have you Been in Love:Yes
Do you want to go to College:Yes
Do you want to get Married:Yes
Do you belive in yourself:Most of the time
Do you get Motion Sickness:No
Do you think you are Attractive:Yes
Are you a Health Freak:No
Do you get along with your Parents:Mostly
Do you like Thunderstorms:Very Much
Do you play an Instrument:Used to play the sax, trying guitar.
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:Me? Never! (duh!)
In the past month have you Smoked:Yep
In the past month have you been on Drugs:Nope
In the past month have you gone on a Date:Nope
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:Ugh Yeah
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:Not in one sitting
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:Yeah
In the past month have you been on Stage:No
In the past month have you been Dumped:I think maybe...Don't know what the fuck is goin on
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:Probably
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:no
Ever been Drunk:Yes
Ever been called a Tease:Yes
Ever been Beaten up:There was this one time... but it was 3 against me
Ever Shoplifted:Yeah
How do you want to Die:Doing something heroic
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:I don't know anymore
What country would you most like to Visit:Scottland
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:Blue
Favourite Hair Color:Black
Short or Long Hair:Short
Height:6'1" atleast
Weight:190
Best Clothing Style:American Eagle & stuff like that
Number of Drugs I have taken:3
Number of CDs I own:hell if I Know
Number of Piercings:4
Number of Tattoos:1
Number of things in my Past I Regret:more than I can count

CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

Friday, June 24, 2005


So I'm awake and thinking, (As I always am at 3am) I'm so happy that Oliver is safe now. So much stress off my shoulders. I can't handle for him to go again. it hurt so bad to have him gone. I was reading this old blog, from when I first came back home before he left. I felt so suffocated just remembering how it feels to have him there or to have him so far away.THURSDAY: Aug. 26th, 2004

He is still far away from me right now, but it's easier. It makes me smile to know that he isn't in a combat zone anymore. When I sleep now I am so much more at ease. My dreams aren't terrible like when he was gone. I wake up now and I don't feel so dead anymore. Don't get me wrong, it's still hard to not be around him. but he is safe now, that makes it easier for me to go on with my life.

He is going home to Rhode Island tonight (as in Friday night). Soon I'll know if, or when, I get to see him while he's on leave.
***Crossing my fingers and praying for the best.***

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

What a crazy *feeling* week. Oliver and the boys are back home in Hawaii and will be getting leave very soon, like Friday! (yay!) Stephen got canned for being a douche and always coming in late or missing shifts (no Bueno) Talking stuff about David at work (Bueno) Christy barely even has to work this week and gets to do all kinda of stuff like go camping with the guys at the lake tomorrow and go to the water park on friday (no fair! but at least i'm making money) Brian, Ryan, Josh, Vince and the rest of the guy leave for Cozumel later this week (they are totally gonna have a blast!) And got a bad call from Casey (totally no Bueno)

Ahhhh...Tomorrow is the only day off this week that I have. I plan on sleeping all afternoon and then playing tennis with Jonny. Bastard better call me back.
I'm gonna be so freaking bored while the guys are in Cozumel. They are totally gonna have fun though, and I'm sure Christy & I will find something to keep ourselves occupied, like check the chicken coop for eggs all day long while tanning in our very own nudist colony (hahaha) That actually would be a weird sight... checking the chicken coop while tanning. hmmm, maybe we re-think that idea.

I think I'm gonna hit the sack and start my sleep fest before the sun even starts thinking of coming up. Night.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

The best phone call I've ever gotten today. Oliver. I haven't heard his voice since November 11th 2004. I'd forgotten how good it sounds.

Anytime he came up when I got home, or if I thought of him, I couldn't get myself to stop crying. I'm so happy that he is safe now, and he's alive, he's heading home. It's so overwhelming to have all this in my head.

Thank you God.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

At this point today/tonight I am way more drunk than I need, or want, to be. I hate boredom. and I hate waiting for things to happen (which oddly enough I find my self doing quite often)

Wish I could just sleep until something good happens to me...That'd never work though cause ya gotta do stuff to get some thing to happen, right?

Eh, these are the drunken ramblings of a lonely girl. Doesn't it suck to be me lately. (lately being the last 8.5 months, basically since I left Hawaii)

I miss Oliver so much...

Monday, June 06, 2005

"Sounds like somebody's got a case of the Mondays"

yeah, I sure did today. I don't know whats wrong with me. I feel so stressed out, worried, exhausted and just not myself. Who am I right now? I don't know. ugh. so much going through my head and I keep it all inside and I just want someone to understand, but I dont know how to make people understand. It's not easy for people who haven't been through what I've been through.

Oliver is coming home from afghanistan soon...real soon. He gets to go home on leave again. He wants me to go. And I really want to...

I'm scared though. Will he be different? will WE be different? and the way I care for him, I've had to say 'goodbye' to him so many times already and it kills me inside evertime I have to say 'goodbye' to that boy. I feel like I die everytime. I'm so scared.

I just wish I could stop getting hurt...

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

GO SEE VISTALANCE!!!!!!

June4thshow
my body feels wrong, sore and exhaused. It's not just that...my attitude feels wrong too. I dont know whats up with me. Why am I tired but I can't sleep. I haven't been answering phone calls from my friends. I don't know whats wrong with me. I just dont have the energy for anything anymore.

I wish I could sleep.

Frankie, Brian, Nate, Allan, Grimes, and Gibson: I miss you all. I saw your pictures on tv last night. It's so hard to believe you are dead. I'd give so much to bring you back. Thank you all for what you've given for this country wich was everything you had. I love you guys...

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

I was thinking tonight of all the things I've gone through in the last year, reading some of my old blogs. I dunno, it's weird. Like I feel upset alot because so much bad has happened this year and no one here seems to really give a shit that I'm not exactly happy when I should be.

I thought about that. and I wondered "why?"
is it me? is it in my head? I always hear people complaining to me. "oh, *this* is going wrong for me, and everything about *this* sucks...blah blah blah" I'm getting really tired of it. I don't bitch to my friends about how the guy I was head over heals for got shipped to Afghanistan, or how I've had six (SIX!!!) friends die overseas in the last half a year, or how everynight I can't sleep because all I do is stay awake wondering how things would be if Oliver never left would my life been different... Their problems seem so stupid and childish compared to mine.

I wonder if that makes me a selfish person... I don't bother my friends or even my family with my problems because either they wont be able to comprehend the pain I go through everyday, or they'll know the real me. No one has known her for a long time, and I'd rather keep her hidden. It's just easier to do that.

I'd rather cry alone than have everyone know how weak I sometimes am...

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

It's a nice night out tonight. Kinda weird, I swear it smelled like rain when I got out of work. Not a cloud in the sky though. It's a full moon too, I like full moons. Nothing really to write about. I hope that tonight I sleep better than "last night" considering I couldn't fall asleep until 7 this morning.

I don't know that I've said that in a while... "I hope", huh.

Well tomorrow I get to go pay the rest of my phone bill. oddly enough I feel kinda empty without having my phone on. I guess it's not really odd. It's my lifeline to my friends. Wow! taht sounds so dumb.

Monday, May 23, 2005

It’s weird how there are people that walk into your life and something about them shows you that the world is not completely dark anymore... People have told me in the last two weeks that I smile more and I seem different.

My world has been dark for a long time. I think about how long it's been this way and I wanna cry. I can't pinpoint the exact event where everything became this way. It was more like a series of events, each that happened took my light away one fragment at a time.

August 23rd 2004: I left Hawaii...I watched Ollie drive away from the airport while I stood there crying. I think back on it, my memory, He gave me a hug and a kiss. Told me he loved me and kissed me. Lit a cigarette, walked away and didn't look back. Crying so hard all alone listening to Whiskey Lullaby...I could hear myself in that song.

October 19th-26th 2004: after August until now, darkness. I really try to remember things between these two points but really I just draw blanks. I spent this week in Rhode Island. I remember all of it. It shines like the sun in my memory. I love the East Coast. The weather was cold but I love it. Everything about that week was great. Daily walks to Starbucks, walking Cinder to the park and running back, getting yelled at for tickling each other and horsing around, swinging on the tree swing in the back yard. I remember standing next to him at the airport. His plane was scheduled to leave 2hours before mine. Took a picture of him before he boarded. Same thing again. Gave me a kiss, said goodbye and he loved me smiled and told me not to worry, then he got on the plane and didn’t look back. I don’t know why, he was always like that. Never looked back. I wonder if that makes it easier. I’ve always been the one to watch people leave, never the one to have a chance to look back. I got on my plane and cried in every airport I was in, and drank my bottle of whiskey on every plane I was on, slept as much as I could because my heart ached too much when I was awake. I remember on the 2nd plane looking out at the clouds and seeing this huge dark chasm in the clouds, all so beautiful and white. It almost calmed me to watch the clouds then suddenly darkness the size of the Grand Canyon then I started noticing all the other little dark patches in this scene of serenity, before long all I noticed was the darkness in the clouds… these clouds that day were like me.

Stare for a little while and maybe I’m beautiful and peaceful maybe I look happy. I worry that if someone looks long enough they will see the darkness in me. I wondered if the broken pieces of my heart would heal and I’d have all these “scars on my heart” or if they would just break away and eventually I’d just be empty. I still don’t know. I think its scars.

January 5th 2005: I find out that Frankie and Brain died December 16th in the Al Anbar Province on Iraq. I think of Frankie and I’m sure he’s in heaven. His smile was so bright. One more fragment of light gone from my life. I remember BBQ-ing with Kilo and he called me from Okinawa, told me he’d write and call back with his address. He died before he got the chance.

January 29th 2005: I hear about the helicopter crash on my way to work. All I know at first is Marines, but I had no idea where from. I find out later that they were Marines from Kaneohe Bay. I get home later that evening and find out that 4 of my friends died in that crash. Nate, Gibbs, Grimes, and Allan… I swear it’s like someone was walking around and turning lights off around me.

My memories fade in and out from then. I got one letter from Oliver back in February. I think about him a lot even though he isn’t mine anymore. I just pray for their safety. 3/3 Kilo, I want so badly to know they are all going to be safe and in one piece when they get back to Hawaii.

I wonder if anyone will ever love me the way I am... I never look for it, but I think it would do me good.

Does that even make sense?

Friday, April 08, 2005

I think I know why I don't write so much.

I'm sitting here and all I think about is Oliver. The one constant thought in my life is him. Days go by for me, but they all blend together. I look at my 'countdown' on my phone, which really is more of a 'count-up' for me. I last saw him 163 days 21 hours and 31 minutes ago. The last time I heard his voice is 2 weeks and 2 days less than that.

That 'countdown' is the only way I know time is actually passing... Another day, another hour, another minute, it all feels the same to me. Same memories of the day before: Sleep, work, hang out, sleep, work, hang out.

I can't believe it's April already. My last solid memories were in Rhode Island, before that in Hawaii. I've never felt so NUMB in Arizona. This place was always where I thought I belonged, it's never felt so wrong to me as it has since I came back from Hawaii, I think I'd feel the same there though.

It's so hard. I have all these memories of him, I dream of him like I'll see him when I wake up... But he's so many thousands of miles away. I think of him and wonder what he'll do or say the next time I see him. How much longer will that be?

2:36am right now and I can't fucking sleep because all I do when I lay there is stare at the ceiling head on his USMC sweater and hand on his dog tags around my neck... I hate this time of night, no one around or awake to help keep my thoughts from wandering to him.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

I dont really have much to write about anymore.

But hey! it's my Birthday on Sunday! Party at the Monastary Too.

Saturday, February 12, 2005

well it's February 12th now, and seemingly this month is going better than the last. I still haven't heard from most of the people I'd like to hear from. I'm worried that I'm running out of time. My court date is Feb. 14th (lucky me...already hated V-day) After I take care of all of that I plan on signing my military contract ASAP.

wish me luck

Saturday, January 29, 2005

In my mind I hope that things will get better after this month is over. Kind of how people think things will change after the New Year. So much has gone wrong in my life this month.

I’ve learned of the deaths of 6 of my friends this month alone. 2 of the 6 had died in December (Franklin Sweger & Brian Medina). The other four died earlier this week (Nathan Moore, Tim Gibson, and Kyle Grimes, Allan Klein) Some I was closer to than others. But all of them I have had good laughs and great times with.

How many more can I handle?

I’m worried and scared. And above all I just want to know that the rest of my friends are safe. Come home soon guys. Be safe, you don’t need those metals. All they are is something in a box that you’ll be proud of for a bit (if you’re alive to actually receive it) and then you’ll pack it away and let it collect dust. You’re already heroes. Don’t try to be one anymore than that.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

FRANKIE is dead now... he shouldn't have even been there. 1/3 is supposed to be on MEU. For christ sake he's 24...

Frankie: I miss you, I know youre in heaven now. Thank you for what youve done. Im glad I had the chance to know you.