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Wednesday - Aug. 29, 2007
- 2:32 PM - EDT
- #27
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My day is fucked up its my last day I showed up more than 30 minutes late, the bus driver ran up on the damn curb. X.E. was walking so slow I missed my intended bus. Then when I got here the space was tense. I called home earlier to find the boys were left alone with DJ's brother. Zay was supposed to be watching them; she was gone over an hour. She can't see why this is a problem, last night she left and tried to climb back in the window. Of course I opened the door, she brought DJ's bike back in and left both of my doors open. It's no wonder I woke up on time, thank god for Jerry. Who has told me constantly to put her so grown ass the hell out numerous times. I can't keep this up she is sabotaging me and everything I attempt. She claims she did the laundry the clothes don't look or smell clean at all. I am on the verge of choking her to death seriously. On lighter note, my baby's birthday went well she had her princess cake. Curtis the boys and I went to the park and McDonalds' of course. I had planned to talk to him about where things were going between us but he never showed up. I guess after I told him I wasn't going to fuck him he figured what was the point. He told me without saying anything where we stand. I have decided to let go of any hope of being with him and just focus on myself and the kids. He doesn't want shit, and I can't afford to waste another moment on him. Why can't he just be a man and say I am not that into you. Oh yeah I called the house a few minutes ago and the freaking line was busy, she does nothing all day but lay on her back, fuck for food or whatever she can get from someone. It's hard for me to fathom that we share the same god damn DNA. She is a lazy and slack ass hoe. Her hygiene needs work; before I get in the house I can smell her body funk! We have soap and water is free so what the hell is the problem. Maybe she is starting a new trend, clean is out and slackness is in! When I say I don't like her I mean that shit, she is nothing like me. She has no get up, no motivation, and most of all no fucking scruples. Her so call game is lame and tired what she is doing prostitutes having been doing (but better) since the biblical era. She doesn't remind me of myself; most people would say she is like me, not true. Yes she has some similar features but that is it. I don't even want people to know were related. I would like to forget she even exists. I wish she were dead, I told the pastor this some time ago; perhaps he thought I was speaking of out anger. Not all, I don't know what movie I saw this on but a woman killed her kids they could avoid becoming slaves. I want to murder her so I don't have the constant trouble and worry or headaches and ass aches she constantly causes. She is a pop off, with her paper thin anorexic looking ass. This is the reason why I need professional help and medication, to deal with the bullshit.
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Friday - Aug. 24, 2007
- 10:17 AM - EDT
- #26
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The day has just started and am already stressed out already. I went for an interview yesterday, as wasn't feeling it at all. I don't want to work for peanuts, but I have a family and bills to pay. I feel the job is beneath me, as is the case with this one. Not that I am not grateful I can do a lot better than what's being offered. I need to pay for my summer class. The kids are with my mom for the moment. Day care is shut down 'til next Tuesday. I need some real money. Speaking of which Curtis is trying to get his child support payments lowered that is laughable. He hasn't payed in three months so what is there to decrease. He says he want to be with me, having a hard time believing or trusting anything he says. His motives are not clear, I think he thinks being with me will lower or obliterate his financial obligation to X.E.,I can see where this is headed; he isn't pursuing me just wanting to get fucked. One day I want to settle down with the kids and have a nuclear family. Not sure Curtis is the one for this, he is so self absorbed and aloof. I tell the kids to ask for what they want but I won't do this with him for fear he may interpret such as being demanding. Being intimate with him is even awkward for me, he is much more aggressive. Like let's get to it, which is usually my role. This is hypocritical but his behavior is a turn off. He says he's monogamous, having trouble believing this. " />
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Wednesday - Aug. 22, 2007
- 1:31 PM - EDT
- #25
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A few more days til the princess'es birthday. All she keeps asking me about is "black" cake. She really means chocolate. When I was pregnant all Curtis ate was cake and sweets,which is what she loves as well.
Went to walmart yesterday the first cake was 77 dollars crazy for a kid. When I ordered her a cake that was comparable to the first the chick had a foul attitude. She rolled her eyes, when I spelled out princess'es name. I was like bitch whatever you dont have to take my money in my mind of course.
I also attempted to go to bible study to relieve my stress go figure no one was there. Eli took me to see the apartment again on hobart street, the landlord promises me its mine. I am worried though, it is a decent place. Eli once told me to stop assuming that he want to sleep me cause he dont like me like that. Yesterday he was on me like flies on shit. Begging talking about he will do anything if I just give him some. ugh ! He cant fuck, a generic energizer last longer than him! Yeah he is handsomebut he is an asshole for saying in the past beautiful people like me deserved to be raped. That is the main reason why I will never....
He is so sorry always claiming he has no money or food.
on to another subject, James called over the weekend to invite me to a dollar movie. Men are so damn corny, does he believe he can actually win my affections with that invitation. He always tries to get me alone, even after I told him I will never be alone with him. He is so transparent, and self absorbed. He defines himself by his employment. He can lull me to sleep with his constant inflating of his already magnamious ego.
Curtis and I chatted again about being together I have reservations. Questioning his motives at this point, does he think that laying down with me will prove to be beneficial to him. Not. I love him however, I want more than what we had. In some ways he has changed for the good that is. He is more outspoken. Wonder how he feels about marriage now or are his thoughts still the same. At one time I wanted so much to marry him, but now its likeI dont care. Being with Curtis isnt asroutine as it use to be. And that is all Im saying:) One thing I admire about Curtis is his quiet strength. We must get re aquainted, there are many awkward moments between us. I am often unsure of when to or how to approach him.
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Tuesday - Aug. 21, 2007
- 2:44 PM - EDT
- #23
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I'm gone in a few minutes,next week thursday is my last day working here. I have to pay for my summer classes which is five hundred and some change. I have an apt with the new landlord. Hope he isnt expecting 600 from me for the month of august. One I dont have it and two why would I pay the full amount when Iam moving in the end of the month. I dont like change I am not in control of. Gotta keep living, considering moving and telling zay nothing. Let her ass figure it out when all our shit is gone. She is better living in the damn streets I cant take care of her nor do I want to. I got my own problems and cant fix any one else's. Why does she insist on running in and out of my house? She clearly has somewhere else to be so stay there is my thought. I dont want my kids to imitate her behaviors, such as drugs, laying up, being slack, nasty smelly and ghetto must not forget a damn drop out. Yes I dropped out of high school but for good reasons I was raped during the school year twice,the first time it was in the paper. Second time it was by her father whom I abhor with every cell of my being. I have wondered why he hasnt done the world a favor and killed himslef in a cruel manner. Like hang him self by his genitials. My mind is warped, hey what would expect from a sadist masochist?
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Tuesday - Aug. 21, 2007
- 2:26 PM - EDT
- #22
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Someone please tell me why I am I such a hateful little bitch.
I don't have a particular reason for diskliking the people I work with but I don't like them @ this moment. Their chumminess grates on my nerves. Yuck. I feel like an outsider, always have felt this way. I don't belong is how I feel. I am rethinking doing administrative
work all together. Being behind the desk all day can become
monotonous. Working with the mentally retarded appeals to me at this moment or maybe starting my own company. The problem with starting my own business is transportation,not having transportation is a big factor. Must find reliable transportation, that is after I sort out all the other bullshit in my life. Bankruptcy is something I have been trying to avoid but cant. Bill Collecter's call so much my toddler tells them my mom said she cant come to the phone. That's really bad. On top of that in a short while the student loan people are going to be hounding me down like a feign. I cant afford to have my student loan go into default again. Most of the information for filing chapter seven can be accessed online, the paper work can be done without an attorney. The internet is a wonderful resource of information.
Tried to contact the pastor several times, must've lost his number or he turned his cell phone off. Either way it works , going back to counseling even going to take the anti depressants. Hope doing so will not impove my life but productivity as well. Some dayswaking up hurts literally. Those commercials about how depression hurts mimics reality. Getting out of bed is a chore, or going to the bathroom.
Feeling kind of lonely, wish I had friends but dont. Cant relate to people or vice or versa. Must resign to the idea it is what is.
Cant sugar coat my present state. Life has gone to shit, acidic like lemons. Wish they weres some place for people like me to go other than hell.
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Monday - Aug. 20, 2007
- 2:28 PM - EDT
- #21
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It's about time for me to get off work and I have alot of crap to take care of. Dss is one of the places I have to go to. My son's arm needs to be checked out. I have to keep reminding myslef that I did what was right for him, well us. I dont want this situation to come back and bite me in the ass. zay doesnt is in for a suprise, she is will take dj her lovely little brother to the walk in clinic to have his stictches removed. They are crusted over and nasty looking, I told joey to take him to the emergency room to have it taken care of . Of course he didnt. What an asshole. He will will not be having any contact with dj, phone or otherwise. A court order to put distance between him and dj seems to be the next step. I am unsure about the process but it cant be that hard to decipher. I went to church yesterday, it was fine, he topic was "tell the devil to give me my stuffd my back. I was thinking hmm if the devil has it I am unsure whether I want it back.
But anyway, I spoke to the guy I have been chatting with via the lovely internet. From our chattering its evident there is no " love connection". He still lives at home with his momma. No Thanks. Curtis and I talked again about reconcilling and he mentioned that I am demanding. Which I readily acknowledge. I think he was suprised when I admitted that I still love him. Something keeps me wanting him and loving him. We been here before but nothing has come of it. I want to reach out to him, I have many fears, real as well as fabricated via my genius cerebellum.
During my last conversation with the pastor he remarked that he sensed that he could sense my affection for Curtis. Everybody who is aquainted with me is cognizant of how I feel about him. Perhaps this is what is preventing to entering into another relationship. God father once told me in order to get married, find a mate I first need to become single. This seems to be true in my case. I do love Curtis, but Iam not about to get rapped up in him like I once was. I cant decide what I should do if anything at all. He is definitley more upfront with his feelings. All my love for him amounts to the fact I cant marry him. Not that I dont want to one day, I cant marry someone I cant trust, with curtis you never know where you stand. I have to get out more, I am not about to be trippin' over shit I am powerless over.
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Monday - Aug. 20, 2007
- 1:20 PM - EDT
- #20
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I am pissed off about the visit D.J. had with Joey. He told me someone touched and Joey informed me his D.J. is lying. I believe D.J. all the way it was the first thing that came out of his mouth. His girlfriend called me acting a fool; those two deserve each other, fuckin' drama magnets. My mother is calling me right now as I type this cant be good Hmm what do you know its about C.P.S. They are going to the daycare to talk to him about what happened. This was the right choice for me, as his mother it's my job to protect him at all cost. Mrs. Donna is not happy about having them in her home, but I don't give a damn. I didn't know they were coming to the daycare. What they told me is that they were going to setup an appointment with a reach worker. For his father to dismiss my son's remarks really pisses me off. I didn't tell my mother what went down in ags" />Virginiae>. Because I heard her say in the background I got my own problems. Then when I went over there she asked me what my attitude was about. I hurry up and left before I exploded on her. She is so freakin fake it pisses me off. Supposedly my children stay with her, but for the short time they were there she called and asked me when I was coming to pick them up. But Yolanda was there with her daughter and she didn't have a problem being bothered with them. I don't fuck with her either, because she is very ambivalent: Also because we are on two different plateaus. I am single parent, she isn't, she is religious and close minded and I am spiritual and open minded to many different things. Basically it's this I just want to separate/sever all ties with them. " />
I harbor a lot of resentment towards my mother, which is my justification for getting away from her. I am certain that she doesn't care for me, she is who she is and I am who I am.
I am going to do everything within my means to get my kids back and leave them the hell alone.
A lot of different shit is stressing me out, like moving, my day care provider and a whole bunch of other shit. She just hung up on me or we got disconnected.
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Tuesday - Aug. 14, 2007
- 10:30 AM - EDT
- #19
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Envisioning the pastor being that close helps me behave myself. For sure if the pastor was truly there in that moment he would probably tried to slay the so called lust demon in both of us. Kissing James was nice, but I remember my mom used to say kissing leads to other things. Iam not prepared to take it there with him anyway.
But with Chad (whom I bumped into when I ordered curry chicken at the establishment his dad owns.) its difficult to keep my hands off of his married ass. Even though his hair is growing back, he is fine as ever. The sex was beyond good. We had our perimeters in place, no oral sex and always protected! MMM good. I wanted to put it on him right then! Men like him make it hard for me to maintain abstinence. When we were kicking it before emotions starting getting deep and I had to cut him off. He began to make statements like your mine, you better not be fucking other dudes. But he is married, I aint stupid. He scared me off when he start talking about love and some other shit.
On a serious note I am going to continue this path that Iam on. Yes I miss the fun but I am confident that the lifestyle I was leading would've lead to my spiritual and physical demise. And this sista aint going out like that.
They say its not good for man to be aloneHell its not good for me to be alone! God should hurry up and equip a handsome,assertive, intelligent, confident,trustworthy man to deal with me and my bullshit! That is so I can get married, and live the life I want and deserve.
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Tuesday - Aug. 14, 2007
- 9:22 AM - EDT
- #16
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cant seem to pull it together. I am so fucking angry I could really hurt a mother fucker. Mike Fleming the slum lord refuses to return my money. Last week I was evicted I started to type convicted lol. I m work but not really here my mind is on so many other things.
Daniel went with Joey last night to Virginia . That is what I needed. He should be getting his stitched removed soon. He should stay off that damn fence like I have told him so many times before. He seemed to be content to go off with Joey. And Isaiah is content to be with my mom. Zay swears she knows everything freaking thing and that she is grown. My question is that if she is so grown then why did she come back to my house? I didn't seek her out, tramps up and down the street and beg her to make my life more difficult.
I don't know what to do about my current living arrangements. Sunday I was ready to take it to the bridge literally! I need my money from the slum lord he makes my skin itch as if I have some incurable disease. It's obvious he has taken a liking to me that is not mutual. Can you say yuck? Last week the dumb bitch in payroll jacked up my check. So I had to wait two weeks which will be this Thursday.
Even though me and mother don't see eye to on most things she could relate to all the bullshit Iam going through alone.
Curtis makes me sick to stomach talking about how much he is giving me for her which a damn lie straight from the pits of hell. He is living well while Im struggling just to keep clean clothes on her. My washer broke I told zay to stay there so the service people from lowes could have access to the basement. Of course I got much attitude. I want to punch her in face, she swears she is some type of goddess that one should bow down and worship. I think she forgot who I am! She has all theses suggestions about how and what I should do with mine. All I got to say is that grown people don't live with their mother's.
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Thursday - Aug. 9, 2007
- 1:45 PM - EDT
- #14
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Ok I have decided to see where this will take me if anywhere at all. I put an ad on C.L. A few people responded, what am I getting myself into? I kind of knew this was going to happen. Maybe Iam just experimenting I dont know. Which is why I have to do this. I see how john other's feel. He's openly gay,that shit has got to be hard. I am not gay but I still can relate. I am not bisexual either. That is according to the kinsey scale, which states no one is 100% homosexual or heterosexual. That makes me feel safe lol. I have 2 figure this out on my own. I sense that some unseen force is driving me. Perhaps it is the devil who knows. I remember when I told my N.P. that I was attracted to the same sex. Of course he denounced this idea, it goes against all christian teachings and morals. Should I keep pretending and shoving down these feelings I have. Repressing it isnt working , but I am unsure if acting out my emotions is the answer either. Latley I am consumed with crazy shit running through my mind. I should make a choice,guess I already have. Seeing that I can never be with a woman totally and openly (because i have a healthy fair of hell and the big dude)plus I aspire to get married one day. I have a little flicker of hope left. Very little, a black man is a turn off as far as having a meaningful and serious relationship. Stereotyping isnt cool but hey most of them are liars, unemployed ,dead beat dads and just full of shit.
I have been abstaining from sex. Well actually I have been running from it literally! Its not easy at all. The phone rings and it all starts, when can I come out. What's up tonight? Can I bring Jade out. Jade isnt a real person its what my ex calls the freaky side of me. He likes it when I get aggressive during sex . A few times I slapped the hell out of him, he was suprised:). He liked it ,even told his now estranged wife about it. At least he wasnt married during that time. Scooby is on some get back shit, cant do it. He wasnt man enough to tell me we were done face to face. That is a black man for ya. Damn cowards I bet he wishes I would put this on his mustache but it aint happening. Not any time soon, he is going to suffer before I fuck him. It has been year or more since i messed with him. His shit is good but it that serious, I have options. He is clearly on the rebound.
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