21 Year old white male. Born and raised in Florida, then moved to Blairsville, Georgia when i was 14. I grew up somewhat isolated from my family; most of them live across the country and my younger sister was always mommy and daddy's little angel. I spent most of my life in the presence of my friends, often forsaking school work and household chores.
When I moved here, I had a hard time making new friends, found myself in more fights than I can begin to count, and my grades went through the floor. I was nearly through high school before I loosened up and gained respect, but the grades were too far gone; I dropped out. I attended a night school where you come and go as you please, received dual enrollment for North GA Tech and studied UNIX/Server Administraion.
During this time is when my life, at once, started down paths that would lead to the best and worst decisions of my life. I started to do nothing but chase the girls and party, decided that I loved my drugs, and started selling mj by the many pounds. I finished high school, but dropped the college. I continued being irresponsible and making some friends I shouldn't have made, which I realized after my first friend I made here was shot and killed for pissing off similar people. I backed away from those crowds and brought new joys of responsible drug use to my good, real friends.
I worked contract construction, as well as in a plant, stopped dealing, and tried living as straight edged as possible. Nevertheless, I got arrested for having a stemless bong in my car a couple years ago. During my LONG probation under GA laws, I failed a piss test on my final day last august and spent all september in jail. I decided to join the army afterwards so I could have means to pay for college (I decided to get into neuropharmacology) and help clear my record. All my best friends have gone off to college, I'm stuck living with my mother with no job, and I have to wait 3 more months before the army will accept my enlistment (30+ days in jail = 6 month military hold). I shall spend these boring months here . I've spent the last few months reflecting on the good times I have had, my good and bad decisions, the good people I have met, and how I'm still young albeit feeling older than I should; I have alot ahead of me. The only things I have left here in this town are the remaining friends ruining their lives, one of my friends just died of an oxy OD on christmas eve, several have become major alcoholics, and another now had a kid a few days ago.
I am ready to move on, but first I need to be patient and wait until april rolls around. I will gladly follow a military life for a few years because I believe it will help me find where I want to be in life and help me achieve happiness. My girlfriend of three years has had no luck finding a job either, and decided on the navy recently. I'm pleased with her. We may never see each other again, but I guess you just have to keep moving on. My life is finally going to go right soon... My apologies if this is depressing, I'm actually a pretty cheery person; I just have a sad story.
-------------------- “It is dangerous to be right in matters on which the established authorities are wrong” -Voltaire
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