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Hi everyone! Sorry I missed a day. Sometimes you just can't find the time. A day needs more than 24 hours! And some days need to last only 24 minutes!
Let's continue with the sorted tale of my infamy!
So I had left the nice weather of the South, to return to my hometown in New York. Everything was just as I had left it. Even my old job. So I got right back to work, and started digging up all my friends. One person I was glad to find gone, My First Girlfriend! She was my first in a number of things, not to mention the first EX-Fiancee! We had been together for 2 years; and were getting married in 4 more months. (Trust me, this ties in.) One night she had BEGGED me not to come over. Very odd for her, she hardly ever even asked, let alone begged. So of course I went over! Yeah, her, on the couch, with some other guy, who was only wearing his underwear. Now in her defense, she still claims to this day that "Nothing" was going on. Nothing had happened, and nothing was going to happen. I was born at night, but it wasn't last night! So I "physically" removed this individual from the house, and proceeded in an attempt to explain what would happen if it occured again. Sadly, I had brought a friend with me, whom removed me from this guy prior to his face turning EVERY color of the rainbow, as I was choking him. Needless to say, she and I split. So yes, I was glad to hear that she had moved away.
Within 2 weeks of being home, a buddy of mine introduced me to friend of his from high-school. We'll call her "Angel". She was totally different from the first, and I loved it. almost a year later, we were engaged. Now I won't bore you with all the sorted detials of this, I'll just summerize... There was a miscarriage. She started drinking to the point of alcoholism. Which is when I became very detached from her. She assumed that I was cheating on her. (No, I wasn't.) And I got really tired of my life. Have you ever felt like you're trapped in a circle? Your life just keeps going around and around, and you're not getting anywhere? Well that's the point I was at. I saw a flag, and the words came echoing into my head. So I went down to visit the recruiters.
I spoke with all the branches. Decided I wasn't Navy material. Didn't like the Air Forces pitch. The Marines guaranteed me that I'd be a Marine. And the Army, well, they guaranteed me I'd do exactly what I signed up for. So I called the Army back after thinking it over, and we set up for my ASVAB. Don't ask me what it stands for, it's just a test all service members take. (It rates your IQ and Education.) Forgetting that it was Tuesday, and I had to test on Wednesday, I got drunk of my... Well, you know. Scored a 121 out of a possible 130! When my recruiter found out that I had taken it "Under the Influence", I had to take it again. Only got a 114 sober, go figure. So we set up for him to come to the house, and figure out what I wanted to do in the Army. So there we are talking about my future, when Angel came home. It would be a gross understatement to say she was not amused! I remember it vividly... She walked in, looked at me, looked at him, hugged me, and said, "I'll be upstairs." Looked at him, "Let me know when THAT leaves." He suggested leaving, I told him not to worry about it. We got wrapped up, I had a Pepsi and checked the mail, then went upstairs...
In her words... "I would've rather come home to find you with another woman in our bed." She wouldn't tell me what she had against the Military, nor would she listen to anything I said about it. So I told her the story of the little old man down south. Her response, "Nothing is WORTH dying for *****!" (***** <~ My name.)"Nothing! How are we supposed to have kids when you may be sent somewhere to die!?!?" My response? "Your right Angel. Nothing is worth dying for, so why are you drinking like a fish?" Followed by, "And while I'm on that subject, how are we supposed to have kids when you can't put that bottle down long enough to breath, let alone carry a child for 9 months?" It went downhill from there. Now, being a hopeless believer in love, or perhaps just hopeless, I decided to give her one last chance. She had moved out, and was staying with a mutual friend. So I went over one morning, to see about reconciling everything. Door was open, so I went in. Yep. Yes I did. And there she was. In bed still. With some guy I had never seen before. Buck naked. (See? I told you that would tie in.) They were shocked to say the least. And I have a question here, which I did ask in the advice section of the AdultFriendFinder Magazine; Why is it, that some women, knowing full well you've seen them naked before, insist on covering themselves up? So I said, "Hey Angel. Thought I'd stop by and see if you wanted to go out. But I guess you're busy, so I'll try you another time." And I left. Went straight to the recruiters, and the next morning signed my enlistment.
I left everything. I went off to basic with my black jeans, black t-shirt, leather jacket, black boots and my wallet. Everything else was Military stuff. I told my friends and family goodbye. And that I wouldn't be in touch for a while. I got on the plane, and took one deep breath.
Downer so far hunh? Don't worry, it starts getting really funny soon enough!
1/31/2006 2:50 am
Hoping that everything turned out okay for you in the end, but sorry that it had to start like that. *hugs*