| Age gap relationship. |
[Jul. 27th, 2006|02:49 pm] |
*this is a copy of a email I sent out to a guy online*
God I couldn't imagine dating a 15 year old if I tried lol. I got hit on by a 19 year old and nearly fell off my chair lol. They are cute but what you gonna do with them. (Chuckle)
That would have been the first guy I slept with. He didn’t believe that. He figured that I was to open about sex, and therefore could not be a virgin. I was into all types of psychology and religions at the time. Sexual behaviour would fall into that lol.
I met him over at a neighbour’s place. Ben and Shirley’s, they were an older couple, that drank a lot. They knew Karl for years, I’m not sure how exactly. Karl had a habit of hanging around with his father’s former friends. Karl’s dad quit drinking and I guess Karl wanted some company.
We are all drinking, I’m not even sure how we started dating. I was having a problem with a neighbour’s boy. (He was 30? His name was Daniel) I remember Karl and Ben trying to get rid of this guy. I went up to the lake and had a few beers with Daniel one night. After that he thought I was his so to speak. I’ll post some old letters I got from him in my blog.
Karl’s parents came down island to meet me. We took a trip up island. His mother took me out shopping. (I still have some of the clothing) His brother and gf went with us for a camping trip. His family was wonderful. No one thought anything of us being so far apart in age. His brother who was 24(?) was dating a lady in her late 30’s. She was about 38. I say right family wrong son lol. They were Jehovah Witness I’m catholic. Haha what a mess.
Karl named our children. (This frightened me.) Oh yes the proposal was there too. We were going to have 2 I believe. One he wanted to have the same name as an ex gf of his. He liked the name. The boy child this was mandatory. The first male child must have the name of the father. The first male child has all the responsibilities after the parents die. The first male child gets the inheritance and is responsible for seeing the other siblings don’t waste away their inheritance. It was like this pile of crap on this one kid.
Karl came into an inheritance of one million dollars. Before I met him. Martin (daddy) kept control of the inheritance for both children. His daddy told me Karl had a nice truck a home and he blew it. Karl had a cocaine addiction that he traded in for alcoholism.
Karl drove me insane with some music he listened to. We did a lot of camping, drinking and smoking pot. He is still the only one I had sex with in a public place.
Karl spent 6 months in jail for robbing a warehouse full of beer. (Go figure) He was a nice quite guy when he was sober. Can’t remember much of him sober. When he would drink he was similar to a punk. He had tattoos he’d rather not speak of. My brother PJ talked to him once. PJ thought he sounded like a surfer.
I guess this is about the size of Karl.
That’s the most I have thought of him in a long time. I sometimes wonder if he is alive or dead what the story may be. I can’t even remember how to spell his last name.
Oh right how the relationship died. I was back in CB got back up here had a cold from hell. I was bed ridden for a bit. He was bugging me to go up island to see him. we exchanged some course words and that’s all she wrote. |
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[Jan. 20th, 2006|02:50 pm] |
I despise talking to people that repeat what they say continuously. I was talking to my brother back home. He was telling me for like 20 minutes how Indians don’t pay for anything, His wife being an Indian. Now we both disagree with the advances that the natives have.
He tells me how the natives are to protect this land and all they are doing is killing it.
He tells me how people should not get a pension they didn’t pay into. Agreed.
His wife gets on the phone (him and his wife) tell me how they are ripping off the government. She is getting a welfare check from her reserve under her last name, and working under our family’s name. This makes him a hypocrite. ‘No one should rip off the government but me.’ Well I’m sorry but that doesn’t apply.
This would not normally be a big thing. I had to ask; ‘why do you keep talking about this’ after listening to “Indians pay for nothing” for about 20 minutes. Are you getting saucy was the question he asked. My response; “You can take that whatever way you want I was asking a question”. The conversation proceeded this way I said we can end this conversation right now. I herd a click assumed he hung up and then I did the same. He may be able to beat some people into submission but I am certainly not one of them. |
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[Dec. 8th, 2005|12:34 pm] |
November 28, 2005 4:28 pm
I got violently ill last night. (What was that?) I don’t normally get sick like that. It’s been so long since I got that sick I don’t even know when it was.
Today is yet another day where I’m walking around feeling like I have one hell of a hangover. My limbs don’t want to work, I can’t concentrate, can’t focus on anything. And it’s freezing outside. Yesterday we had the sun and it was nice. Today we had frost, earlier today I was debating what limb I would lose to amputation first. |
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| Bush |
[Nov. 29th, 2005|04:28 pm] |
I typed asshole into google. This is what I found  |
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[Oct. 11th, 2005|03:26 pm] |
I sear that if I weren’t the person I am,
I would have blown my head off at least a decade ago.
P.S. - Happy Thanksgiving Day to any Canadian that reads this.....If any.......
10 10 2005 11pm |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 19th, 2005|01:42 pm] |
The only thing I hate more than working on computers
Is people that think they have a clue
When they really have no idea.
17:46 09-16-2005 |
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| Home :: Three Days Grace |
[Aug. 31st, 2005|09:29 pm] |
I'll be coming home
just to be alone
cause I know you're not there
and I know you don't care
I can hardly wait to leave this pleace
No matter how hard I try
you're never satisfied
this is not a home
i think im better off alone
you always disappear
even when your here
This is not my home
i think im better off alone
Home
home
this house is not a
home
home
this house is not a home
by the time you come home
im already stoned
you turn off the TV
and you scream at me
I can hardly wait
till you get off my case
No matter how hard I try
never satisfied
this is not a home
i think im better off alone
you always disappear
even when your here
this is not a home
I think im better off alone
Home
home
This house is not a
home
home
this house is not a
home
home
This house is not a
home
home
this house is not a home
I'm better off alone
chorus |
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| Beverly Hills :: WEEZER |
[Aug. 31st, 2005|09:25 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  high | ] |
| [ | music |
| | that tune | ] |
Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwed as me
I didn't go to boarding schools
Preppy girls never looked at me
Why should they I ain't nobody
Got nothing in my pocket
[Chorus]
Beverly Hills - That's where I want to be! (Gimme Gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills - Rolling like a celebrity! (Gimme Gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills...
Look at all those movie stars
They're all so beautiful and clean
When the housemaids scrub the floors
They get the spaces in between
I wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
Cause I'm the next big thing!
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Truth is...I don't stand a chance
Its something you're born into...
And I just don't belong...
No I don't - I'm just a no class, beat down fool
And I will always be that way
I might as well enjoy my life
And watch the stars play
[Chorus]
The end. |
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| Santa Monica |
[Aug. 31st, 2005|09:23 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | high | ] |
She fills my bed with gasoline
You think I wouldn't notice
Her mind's made up
Her love is gone
I think someone's trying to show us a sign
That even if we thought it would last
The moment would pass
My bones will break and my heart would give
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica
And I remember the day you told me it's over
It hurts to breathe
Well every time that you're not next to me
Her mind's made up
The girl is gone
And now I'm forced to see
I think I'm on my way
(didn't see today, it was all so late)
Oh, it hurts to live today
Oh and she says " on't you wish you were dead like me?"
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica
And I remember the day you told me it's over
I wanted more than this
I needed more than this
I could use of more than this
But it just won't stop
It just won't go away
I needed more than this
I wanted more than this
I asked for more than this
But it just won't stop
It just won't go away
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left it all behind
And I remember the day you told me it's over
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica
Yeah, I remember the day you told me it's over |
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| "Rocker" |
[Aug. 30th, 2005|12:38 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | high | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Roseanne cash | ] |
"Rocker"
Lyrics:
All right, you're ready to roll
We'll fight today, come on let's go
We know who you are
You know who we are
We know who you are
You know our game
Rocker roller
Rocker roll, yeah
We've got the hair, the plan, the tattooed skin
You know we were born to win, yeah
We know who you are
You know who we are
We know who you are
You know our game
Rocker roller
Rocker roll, yeah
Rocker roller
Rocker roll
We are cool, we're nobody's fool
You know we were born to rule
We know who you are
You know who we are
We know who you are
You know our game
Rocker roller
Rocker roll
Rocker roller
Rocker roll
Come on and roll
I want you to roll tonight |
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| I'm Back lol |
[Aug. 26th, 2005|12:43 am] |
Wow I have not been here in awhile.
Well hi |
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| No Surprise |
[Jul. 3rd, 2005|09:39 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sore | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The best of you - foo fighters | ] |
Friday is when you left me
So I drank myself to sleep
And Sunday is when I'll wake up
Not to remember a thing
My friends all say the same thing
I don't know my new girl too well
(I know)
That all this lying gets to me
And no one seems to give a shit
(The way)
She talks to every guy in the bar
(I guess)
It should've raised some kind of alarm
Who'd ever think I'd go in and end up
Like all the other guys that you're gunning for
Well it ain't no surprise
That you'd turn me on and leave
It ain't no surprise
That you'd turn it around on me
I don't know why
You won't give me what I need
It ain't no surprise
That that bitch is leavin' me
My friends are mean to me
They say I don't break up too well
(They know)
All this crying gets to me
And no one seems to give a shit
Well I know you want to
So go on and say it
Just go on and say it
Just go on and say it
Well it ain't no surprise
That you'd turn me on and leave
It ain't no surprise
That you'd turn it around on me
I don't know why
You won't give me what I need
It ain't no surprise
That that bitch is leavin' me
(Leavin' me)
Friday is when you left me
So I drank myself to sleep
And Sunday I never woke up
Well it ain't no surprise
That you'd turn me on and leave
It ain't no surprise
That you'd turn it around on me
I don't know why
You won't give me what I need
It ain't no surprise
That that bitch is leavin' me
That that bitch is leavin' me
Theory of a Dead Man Lyrics - No Surprise Lyrics |
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| Over the hills and far away |
[Jun. 30th, 2005|05:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | RockRadio.com | ] |
They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
his pistol had been found.
They marched him to the station house,
he waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
he knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
for ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
a prisoner's life for him there'll be.
He knew that it would cost him dear,
but yet he dare not say.
Just where he'd been that fateful night,
a secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
he spent his final night of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms he swear he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and,
over the hills and,
over the hills and far away.
Each night within his prison cell,
he looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms he swears she'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
over the mountains and the seas
back in her arms is where he'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the sea,
back in his arms is where she'll be.
Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.
Over the hills,
over the hills and far away |
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| completely different |
[Jun. 26th, 2005|01:46 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  discontent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Smashing Pumpkins - Drown | ] |
So I noticed that we are just completely different.
We don’t think a like at all. |
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| Caught in a dream |
[Jun. 19th, 2005|10:52 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  calm | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Caught in a dream | ] |
Caught in a dream – tesla – into the now
if you can imagine this
the whole world sharin' one big kiss
these are thoughts all through my brain
that i daydream every day
i'm alive and well
right now i'm alive, i'm feelin' well
it's my life to live my way
so i'll keep daydream anyway
who knows, maybe someday it will all come true
and i will get my way
and we will live as one
*chorus*
i'm caught up in a dream
i'm gonna wish for it all
no one is gonna tell me how
no way, this is my dream now
i'm caught up in what seems
simply impossible
i ain't gonna change a thing
no way, it's my dream
what cannot will be done
for every living thing under the sun
foggy color foggy race
just be one big happy face
among the sea of people
live among God's creatures sharing love
that was sent down from above
here to share with another
father, brother, sister, mother
everybody share a love
share a love
chorus
i close my eyes
and everything will be alright
here in my fantasy
living in harmony
make my dream come alive
chorus
if you can imagine this
the whole world sharin' one big kiss
take away the pain and hurt
make like heaven here on earth
without reason to die
givin' everlasting life to all |
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