You know that your board when your own mother, who isn't mechanically inclined (it's no secret, everyone knows) posts more online then you do, and you are younger and should know more then she does about posting blogs online....
You would think that would be the case, no so. She just had to learn how to turn on the computer...she just had too..... *smile*
So what if she can post more blogs per week then I, does that make me less of a human being? Of course not...it just shows that I lack the drive that she does to make an entry when the only person who appears to be reading this thing happens to be her. *Makes a face*
I how ever do do extensive research online about all things criminal...when I say research, I mean that I watch a lot of cop shows...CSI and the like..LOL. But that is kind of something that her and I do have in common though. We both at one point in our lives wanted to be Police Officers and for one reason or another, we both were unable to pursue that field in the manner which we wanted to.
For her it was a motorcycle accident which was devastating to me when I found out about it, I was 14 at the time I think? After she recovered from her injury's, she stopped going after it and just continued to bar tend but still went to school.....A few years passed and she did how ever get back on that bike. My dad rebuilt it, and let me tell you, that bike was destroyed. Try to imagine how my mom looked...I would rather forget....But you go right on ahead.
I turned 17 and I joined Job Corps. I went into Security/Investigations and I graduated as a C completer which is the 2nd highest you can graduate from there with...the highest is a D completer...which extends your stay there for 2 years while you go to college and the goverment pays for it...
Well you are probably wondering why I didn't stay...here's the drama that goes with that..and my mom will kick my ass for this for life I'm sure, I'd have turned out a little different I'm sure.
When I got in to J.C. I met this girl named Mona Dela Paz Pacheco, she was 20 and told everyone that she was str8....then she met me...(I actually have heard this line before..but that's another story...
She kept badgering me for like 6 months trying to get me to date her, I kept telling her no. And that's one thing I don't get, when someone says "No I don't want to date you" and they keep after you...any ways... I finally gave in around my 7th month there after I had in her words dated every other girl there but her. That actually wasn't true at all...I went in there with some one that I loved very much in my heart, my high school gf Joleen. That didn't seem to phase her though.
After a week of dating her and seeing the beginnings of some really undesirable behavior I told her that I didn't think it was going to work, so I broke it off with her. She went ballistic on me and started to cry and all of this other crap and said that she loved me...After just one week. So to placate her I said "ok fine..I'll give it another week, but I have to be honest, I don't love you and I don't want to hear you say that you love me, you don't really know me like that..."
It ended up being a 3 year relationship....
She came up to me one day and said that she felt that it was time for us to "go home" back to Salinas CA...because she couldn't handle the people around there harassing her any more about her dating me,saying that I turned her gay..(again, something I have heard before but never believed) So she wanted to go home. I was 2 weeks away from my last GED test and was ready to pass it..it was my math test...I hate math.
So I went into Exit W.O.W. and got released after being there for a year and 4 months and went back to her home town...I did continue to work in security but the relationship just went down hill real fast, not that it really ever did go up hill to begin with.
She would yell at me for having a job and not spending any time with her, for not having a job and doing NOTHING (like she asked me too) I got yelled at for anything and everything that went wrong between her and her family...
Did I mention that for my 16th birthday my grandparents gave me their '68 Ford Mustang? There's one car I wish I could have back.... I was also the only person in that house that and let me tell you...I was the lightest person in that house. I had to sell it because of the toll hauling her family around every where did to it....
That aside, she use to hit me and the final breaking point for me was when she actually was wrestling with me one night and she just wrapped her hands around my throat and stated to choke me...I just put her hands in the right place and told her that if she thought she had the balls enough to do it..she should do it right otherwise she'd have one pissed off dyke on her hands....
Needless to say she let go and bawled...then locked herself in the bathroom and threatened suicide with a hatchet if I didn't tell her that it was all right and that I forgave her...I said what I had to to prevent a death.... Blah...
So, then I met this other woman online who ended up being a really good friend now years later.... and she along with my mom and dad gave me the strength to get out of there. The night I told Mona that I was leaving was almost to horrible to believe to me..
I kept hearing this saying..."If you love something, let it go, if it comes back, then it was ment to be." She didn't want to let go at all... So she pulled her fist back and I looked her clear in the eyes and told her she might want to put that fist down if she didn't want to get knocked right into next week. One thing you have to remember about me is that I will NEVER hit a woman ever...Hell I don't like to get into fights at all...
She put her hand down but said "You know my whole family is out there anyways if you did hit me" LIKE THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME SCARED! By that time I was 20, about to be 21...I told her that I was going to be leaving by wen to go back home to my mom and dad then to MI...she didn't like that news very much.
Any who....so that was that drama...and life ever since has just given me different reasons not to be a police officer anymore...though I still want to...and I'm going to be 28 soon. That and having 4 screws and 2 rods in your back doesn't help...and a 5th one just added in the last 6 months...I'd be lucky to be a meter maid...if it ain't patrol, I don't want it.
Any who...so now that you have heard that story...I hope you have a little bit better of an in site to me...to know me is a strange and sometimes hilarious thing....I'll post better story's I promise...I will even post about my wife...well, soon to be. (Soon as her divorce gets all taken care off)
Love to y'all...
Reese Ramirez
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