The Truth......Pt. 2

It really makes me nervous telling anyone about this whole situation, but I need to let it out. I still have to tell my family whenever I get back to NY.

I enjoyed almost two years of a blissful, paranoid, long distance relationship. With many accusations flying back and forth the whole entire time. What fun that was, fun, fun, fun!!!!! Well since I thought I was ready for the big plunged into adulthood, and get a wife and a family of my very own, I decided to move to England to be with her. She has just a year left in college and I decided I would try to spend some of our relationship together, so I left home. With just less than a year of college myself, and possibilities of gaining a career in NY doing something, I left home. With tens of thousands of school loans and credit card bills hanging over my head like a guillotine, ready to chop my head off, I left home. Come to a country with the city named the most expensive place to live in the world, I left home.

On the bright side of all this, I do have a few family members that live here and I did get a chance to spend time with them. I probably would never have had the chance to do it in the first place. But my anger and disappointment has grown so big that nothing here in the UK can keep me happy. But that was a risk I took, and I lose.

What the fuck! Secret and lies, lies and secrets!! We both had them, we both got caught, and now we both can't trust one another. Although she blames me for everything, I blame us both, but mainly myself for breaking my promise to myself back before I met her. I said no girls under 18, and once I knew she was 17 I should have stopped it completely, but I did not. So it is mostly my fault, but the relationship holds both of us at fault in my eyes.

I really don't know what to say, my whole family told me not to go, but I a loner at times and only listen to myself. But now I see the error of my ways and will try and listen to my family more often. What the fuck an I'm supposed to do here now?!?!?!?!?!?! Well I'm here and might just get up and go one day, one day soon!

Peace!!!

The Truth......Pt. 1

Anyone that don't want to hear a sappy love story, stop here!

Ok I think it's time for me to tell the real reason I came to the UK. It was for love! The possibility that I was truly in love and the hope and dream that I have found that someone that I would want to, look forward to spend the rest of my life with. I have never felt love like this, or have I? I have felt love like this mentally, but physically. That earning to hold and hug, and kiss that person is what I felt.

It started back in March 2002, I met this person online. I know what some might be saying, why!!!!!!!!!!!! But it wasn't a serious thing at all to me, I had a girl at the time, so it was just a person online that I emailed, and that was it. But, she told me she was coming to NY for a few months and after just two months of chatting online I finally got a chance to meet her. She is from Belize, a nice small country in Central America, and no they do not speak Spanish there, it's English. We spent three months together getting to know each other, at the same time growing apart mentally and physically from my girlfriend at the time. So guess what happened after three months of being with a new girl? I had a big, very big fight with my girlfriend and we break up! And then in my unstable mental state I commit to this new girl.

I think I knew this relationship was doomed to failure because we both lied from the very beginning. She lied about having a boyfriend and her age, and I lied about having a girlfriend, what a nice way to start a relationship.

To be continued......

Happy Birthday to Me...........

And my sister!

Ain't that some UK shit.......

Recently in UK news there have been bars, pubs and clubs asking the government to be able to stay open until 12 at night. Because more and more pubs are interested and have applied for this extended hours the people of the UK have gotten a big frightened. On the news they were interviews from people and government officials saying that if the pub open longer this will bring forth more crime and drunken madness. Last time I went to a pub I and the people there were there to have a good time, a laugh is what the English say. But it seems in the hearts and minds of the rest of the UK is that drinking leads to unlawful behavior, all the time. They blame the drink for this behavior not the people that was actually doing it.

I'm from NYC myself, and I know bars open till all sort of times in the night after 12 and I personally have seen a surge of drunken madness in NYC. But am I wrong, is their a large amount of drunken madness after bars close?? The English people loves o drink, they can drink all night if you let them, and I think this obbession to drink, everyday all day is because there is nothing else to do here. Well I can at lest to that, there isn't much to do here, except go to pubs and drink and fuck afterwards. But I'm just a outsider looking in, adapting to the environment around me.

But like I said I know Americans can drink too, but if drinking until 12 UK thinks it will destroy their country, has drinking till 2am destroyed America?? I don't think so. The English are so uptight people it drives me crazy. Not all English people just the ones in authority and the rich ones, and even if your not rich but in authority they feel the same way. And you wonder why people laugh and say,"why did you come here?", after I tell them I'm from NY!

OK, I confess...

Yes I buy on impulse. When I reached to jolly ole England I knew I needed a cheap transportation(i.e. a car). I brought a used car and it was blue. Blue is my favorite color, and the car a almost crap, but I brought it anyway.

This is not my confession, my confession is that I have been driving illegally in the U.K. ever since I got the car. This is not the first time I've done this, when my license was revoked, not suspended but revoked in NY my ass was still driving! But, I think I do my best driving when its illegal. I obey all the traffic laws, all the laws except the one that says you can't drive without a license or insurance. But what the hell, life is about living, and I'm trying to live as much as possible before the kids come along. I think when they come I will have to stop all my illegal activities so I won't influence them wrongly.

I'm sure by the time they come I will have plenty of stories to tell. Remember all life is for living, so live it up!! Peace!!!

Life goes on!!

It's been a little while since I blogged or even read any other blogs. But life goes on. Everything I look at my stale blog and think have my life stopped at just that fucking boring? I can't tell at times. But I know it has not stopped, it goes on and on and on. But was there something worth writing about, always. Life is always worth writing about. Well here is my continuation of my life, enjoy!