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Well, let me tell you my situation. I'm a pretty bored guy. I've lived life pretty freely and i'm seeing everyone do their own thing. Whether that means go to school to pursuit better careers or stand ground and take a break from all these stressful tentions and halls of screaming pressures.
I guess what i'm trying to say is well, I want a girl and not just any girl. I want to find and have that girl who makes everything okay. A girl that I can just come home to after work and just enjoy the nights and weekends of life. A girl that starts over days and nights. Who is in the same situation as you but perhaps a little different. Perhaps she's one of those extra-ordinary people who aim high and has a very positive but still kinda stressful outlook on life.
I know it doesn't help me or hurt me letting anyone read this that's on here. It's just what is on my mind and just what I pretty much go through day by night. It's getting kinda aweful slowly realizing that this place, Georgia. Is a bunch of misplaced: cities, towns, farms, beaches could perhaps be any of these southern states of our very little excitement. I'm not anyone to know much more than alot of trees, some gas stations, a wal-mart, but if you travel 30-45 minutes further than all of that you have a city called Savannah, a sorta small town if you deduct the murdering ghettos and bad, old, crap parts of downtown and other areas. I think that in the future, i'll give it 5-6 more years depending on how I like things, the people, new people, my friends, and i'm NOT disliking it right now. I guess you just have to have some aim in your direction, me, I don't aim unless i'm having to put something down. I guess that is the life of a sniper though; Knowing when to shoot, knowing when to fire and let go. Having to know where to shoot aiming way ahead or far behind a certain target.
I want to live damnit, and I know that I could just get rid of all these excess bothers. I want the drinking age of the U.S.A. to be 18. That way, when we've made our choices, good or bad, we could always soak or sorrows in a night of drunken crazyness of accidentally slipping in some mud, falling off sidewalks, nearly getting mugged by cracked out, jobless, hazy eyed black dudes in downtown. Not really caring, not really worrying, not really sweating. The temperature will be perfect this summer, I already can feel it. Remembering summers before filled with just what I wanted. Someone to just kick back, talk, witness, and explore the natures, thrills, and spills of summers, good nights, bad nights, shameless nights, shameful nights, the whole 9 yards.
I know that this blog entry has been about alot of bitching and complaining to some people. To other people who've read and grasped it as well as I did when I wrote it, thanks for reading and understanding. This is my vent to the world, writing to someone or anyone to just read it and perhaps give me advice or a feel better buddy. I know that.
Peace in the world everyone,
Matt Jeffers
I guess what i'm trying to say is well, I want a girl and not just any girl. I want to find and have that girl who makes everything okay. A girl that I can just come home to after work and just enjoy the nights and weekends of life. A girl that starts over days and nights. Who is in the same situation as you but perhaps a little different. Perhaps she's one of those extra-ordinary people who aim high and has a very positive but still kinda stressful outlook on life.
I know it doesn't help me or hurt me letting anyone read this that's on here. It's just what is on my mind and just what I pretty much go through day by night. It's getting kinda aweful slowly realizing that this place, Georgia. Is a bunch of misplaced: cities, towns, farms, beaches could perhaps be any of these southern states of our very little excitement. I'm not anyone to know much more than alot of trees, some gas stations, a wal-mart, but if you travel 30-45 minutes further than all of that you have a city called Savannah, a sorta small town if you deduct the murdering ghettos and bad, old, crap parts of downtown and other areas. I think that in the future, i'll give it 5-6 more years depending on how I like things, the people, new people, my friends, and i'm NOT disliking it right now. I guess you just have to have some aim in your direction, me, I don't aim unless i'm having to put something down. I guess that is the life of a sniper though; Knowing when to shoot, knowing when to fire and let go. Having to know where to shoot aiming way ahead or far behind a certain target.
I want to live damnit, and I know that I could just get rid of all these excess bothers. I want the drinking age of the U.S.A. to be 18. That way, when we've made our choices, good or bad, we could always soak or sorrows in a night of drunken crazyness of accidentally slipping in some mud, falling off sidewalks, nearly getting mugged by cracked out, jobless, hazy eyed black dudes in downtown. Not really caring, not really worrying, not really sweating. The temperature will be perfect this summer, I already can feel it. Remembering summers before filled with just what I wanted. Someone to just kick back, talk, witness, and explore the natures, thrills, and spills of summers, good nights, bad nights, shameless nights, shameful nights, the whole 9 yards.
I know that this blog entry has been about alot of bitching and complaining to some people. To other people who've read and grasped it as well as I did when I wrote it, thanks for reading and understanding. This is my vent to the world, writing to someone or anyone to just read it and perhaps give me advice or a feel better buddy. I know that.
Peace in the world everyone,
Matt Jeffers