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

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
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!
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
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?
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
Monday, July 25, 2005
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
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
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
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

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

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
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

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, 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
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.