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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

  • it's been a while

    So you get dumped, your heart gets broken, you lose your self esteem, you learn to breathe, you learn what you did wrong, you learn what went wrong, you learn that he really didn't love you, and you eventually learn that you need to get over it and live your life

    For the first time in i dont know how long i have been able to suffer the breakup of a relationship - not as much as i'd like, but i did - staying on a couch and not getting up. Literally having to be peeled up off the couch - not really fun but a part of life that i never had lived.

    Then one morning you watch a movie your best gay friend suggests cuz he knows you better than u know ureself sometimes...You drink coffee - finnish the movie and it hits you. Maybe u can cry alil for once b/c you realized that you weren't love. It's not the hurt that hurts anymore, or the letdown or watever you wanna call it - u just realize that it was lust.

    Maybe love was there but from the obvious signs - he wasn't in love, otherwise he would have given you a second chance, you could have at least been given a chance to talk your way through round two? Not that i needed to talk/convince him into a second chance just - walking away w/out "consideration" - many people it seems dont have consideration - they dont even consider to have consideration - kinda sounds wierd but funny

    but sadly enough for all that crap - he was everything that i had been looking for, i've learned somethings aren't as important as others but those things that i kinda dreamed about - the dream that i had dreamt of came true but only for a sec.

    His beautiful eyes, his multi-cultural of p.r. & a.a, his deep voice, and how i felt he really loved me.

    He wanted to say the 3 lil words before me, he wanted the music on while we made love for the first time so he could always remember the moment, He cried tears b/c he had actually found love - the love he was looking for a long time

    ...but - when he walked away, how could he walk away so easily if he felt so deeply for it - how could he kiss me the way that he did if he knew he was gonna walk away later that night, how could he act normal esp when i bot him those roses and a card with a heartfelt apology that ended with - i'm sorry for ever doubting, i truly, madly, deeply love you

    i really dont get that - he walked away and it was if everything was okay - wen we finally did talk, he said he didn't wanna hurt me

    I think really that i wish i could have had that chance to just be numb b/c i heard the words etc - but i wasn't given that chance or the chance to beg for him to think about it or even consider a second chance - maybe more time for us to get to that place where we needed to be

    but i was robbed, prob the worst rob that ever taken place - a stole chance at love n that life you always dream about - the one that you never think really will happen

    Well now...I'm still  hopeful but i dont think i'll ever be that happy ever again - that love, that dream is gone - wats worse prob since the age of 11/12 i've searched for the love of my life - now that it's come n gone - i'll be spending the rest of my life searching for what i had - n most likely i'll never find it

    so now comes the time to slowly just let time be n let the hurt heal so i can eventually be normal or live that normal life - NO expectations seriously, hopefully

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

  • Currently Listening
    Queer as Folk: The Second Season
    By Various Artists
    absolutely not
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    out with the old ....

    It's been 8 whole months, at least that's what im seeing here and there's so much to tell so i guess i will try to minimize the details n get the so-called "jucy" bits down

    Back in novemeber of last year the week of thanksgiving just after getting back after vacation here in the states i found out that my boss wanted me to leave the army. Two bosses above him said sure BUT we're gonna give him till march to prove that he wants to stay in, if not oh well let him go he's just one small guy.

    Due to wat i thought was a huge support system of my family back here at home, feeling alone, and a blossoming long distance relationship I craved leaving more than anything. On top of which I had dealt with so much BS from the past year of being in korea, i was finnished-completely burnt out of bull, n orders, n sticks up asses, n attitudes just b/c - so i didn't really want to stay.

    So as March hit, I had not made the effort to stay and so they sent me home. As time continued on I was getting more, and more excited to be coming home to the man who i thought i was going to spend the rest of my life with. Approx. 6 weeks after flying home to spokane (which is two hours away from hometown Kennewick.) Due to many different things/situations/problems etc I was dumped and kicked out with no where to go. Still to this day i don't completely comprehend everything that happened.

    So i called my parents to come and get me, the saints that they are they did and they took me in.

    This is it for right now, The week before father's day to the new job @ the begining of sept will be in the next issue.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

  • Currently Listening
    Amadeus: The Complete Original Soundtrack Recording
    requiem (but i don't own this damnit!)
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    So where do i start? well first off for the past two months the military has played serious yo yo with my life or more to the fact close enough to hokey pokey - or for those who haven't decided to come out of the closet "i'm in, i'm out, i'm in, i'm out" yadda, yadda, yadda....

     

    was told i was getting out was read the paper work etc. Then i was told it wasn't gonna happen (me personally had hoped - i wanna get out, go to school to become a radiologist n make a few actual dollars, on top of that be there with someone who actually will make this life one worth living for once in my life)

    Anyways i figured it was possible win/lose situation. First off they do have enough crap against me to say "naw this kid doesn't need to be in the military" and well then there's the totally opposite story of the guy who wants me out my cmdr. and it could go either way all depending on the two higher up col's who they are n how they feel about this scumbag.

    anyways this evening i was called to be given some paper work which may be or may not be true, waiting on el 1st sgt-o to find out wtf. Cause the deal is in order to be discharged i have to have two ppl sign the document A)Lt. col. McClaren the bttn cmdr, and then b) col. algood the 18th med com cmdr so i guess wat it kinda looks like is the old cmdr passed the first sig. and got it to col algood who defintely signed the document but we'll see - cause one of my bosses just got an email from good ole benita mcC saying i wouldn't be getting out so right now it's up n up in the air so i'm like urgh can i just get a straight answer cause this can really fudge with alotta emotions here

    just let it be u know?

    anyways thats about it for right now n beyond that - it only scrcs me a lil bit b/c there are a few financial things i need to take care of but i'm not sure how i might be able to do that w/out getting fudged over u know wat i mean??? so yeah we'll see as i go along

    - c.mcdizzle siging off for now -

Friday, November 25, 2005

  • Currently Listening
    This Year's Love, Pt. 1
    By David Gray
    This Year's Love
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    Well i figured it was time for a change - something seriously needed to fit how life is nowadays. Things have gotten so much better, and life is really, really good - and i have a feeling that's it's not gonna change anytime soon - my first ever entry of xanga was pretty good but, i wanted to edit and re-submit it to what's happening now in my life - Hey You Tiz - did u know that u're my one and only? well if you had no clue, which i'm sure is a complete laugh, this is my first dedication to you - and i can't wait till you inspire me to write that romance novel i've been thinking of writing when i come back home to live life with you.

    "I have traveled down the valley of doom, through the shadows of doubt, climbed the mountains of fear, and made my way through the forrest of death. But i have survived to tell my tale, i live to profess what i know, and give hope to those in need. I see the clouds part and sun shines for those who stand tall in their faith for the truth shall be their light. My passion leads me strong and the music guides my feet. I eat the riches which i have made and die to share with those who are dearest to me. I watch the wall at night to see the shadows fly around in a dance.
    i swim in the clouds and find myself awake in my bed. i breathe the air of love to only realize it is the song on the radio. I kiss sweetness only to be shocked it is food and not my love. And in the end i hope that what i dream is my reality and my reality is my dreams. Before i know where i am or what i am doing i shall be there with my love, living life as it should be lived.

     

    Kiss Art Print
    I was lost and with the notion of hope & with the sound of music, they both have lead me to this, now, which is my path. That path which takes me to my search for the one for me. But the hope fades and the search has ended for I have found my prince, my dream, my inspiration, my life, my love, my eternity. I now know who he is, I know that he wants the same for me. Hope is no longer a neccessity, but an old dream. Love is the reality now.

    I will say this though, every day i think of something else that i need and it leads me everyday back to the same answer. He tells me things that destroy my fears and I die everyday because i know that i have found what i was searching for only to never have the fear of losing him in the end.  My love and it's depths for him keeps me alive, it drives me again, and again. I get scared that i'm too quick, and the time is not right. But the strength of my heart and love keeps me going. He's made all the difference and beyond to make my day a better one, each and everyday.

    I no longer hope he's there in the end, in a tux with a red rose to ask me to dance. I no longer hope he's there when i grieve. No more do i long to be held to show that there is still good in the world. I am willing to give everything up, not just for a lil, but for everything. I want to make him as happy as i feel and even more for love knows no boundaries and he has my heart. There are times i go numb, cause he makes me laugh uncontrollably and giggle on the spot - the smiles flow like wine in rome and my love is neverending. How was i to know that what i am feeling was a reality. I did not know this until i met this man, who has the key to my heart.

    He makes me feel young and alive like i should be, and no longer old, and trapped. He, he is the only one i know of that can make me free to swim in the ocean and breathe the air.

    I see him and he smiles at me, and i know i make him happy, i cry cause this joy has never been known to me before. i only hope and pray that he walks to me and ask me to stay. that nothing will ever hurt us, nothing will ever break us apart, and that we go into a new world filled with new experinces of life and love. all the passion i feel leads me to the knowledge that he is the man i have dreamnt of, who hold me and puts his lips to my neck, makes me feels secure and is there when i need to be refreshed from the troubles of this world.

    I see those days when i'm tired and i can't do it anymore, he greets me when i come home, he's put little effort into making me happy and all it takes is flowers, our bodies in our bed, him holding me and giving me love that i need, food for my soul (fetticine alfredo) a movie and nothing but along night of sinking deeper in love with this man who holds me and we are not found in the sea of blankets until the light of the new day.

    How many people in this world can say they are content??? Honestly? Not everyone is so lucky to find that one person they are supposed to spend the rest of their life with. To share every single detail and facet of life. To be able to smile and laugh for no other reason than that they are in love and are loved if not equally back but then with heck of alot of passion. Daydreams are not just daydreams any more they are the ideas of the future - the ones that will be real in only a short while, and while hope flows from hearts that this man will be shared with the same and equal amount happiness that i feel with my family all i can say is that i dont care if they don't. Cause you're mine and i dont need anyone's approval except for yours my dear love, and i'm sorry if no one shares our joy except us - you're getting me at the best point in my life, and it only gets better from here on out cause you have me and i have you  It can get better than this, cause i could be there with you, but when the day happens i dont think it can get any better than that.

    i hope you read this my man who i do love; i know for a fact that you love me as much i love you. I am grateful for knowing how this feels and nothing more, I am so thankful that i am what you want and need, and in the mean time until we meet the thought of you helps keep me strong when the days are slow and seem like everythings going wrong, the thought of you makes it all worth it - especially the end result of us on the couch with the dog on the hardwood floor, that grand piano, a blazing fireplace and snow falling outside which we see through OUR windows. I Love You - your ~I.B.~

     

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