Tag: Cheating

Jrnl Entry No. 9.28.2002

My girlfriend Watrina told me that I gave her a little STD. I don’t understand how because I have had no symptoms of an STD. I guess it is possible since I’m fuckin Carol Ann, Coffee and Haitie from the bank all raw. I hate condoms. I’ve been fuckin Carol Ann for a year and half now so it didn’t come from her unless the last time she visited her fiancé in LA, he gave it to her. It could have come from Coffee most likely. She is a homeless chick from what I know, always moving around a lot. I shouldn’t be fuckin’ her. I don’t call her, but every time she calls me I go and get her. I just can’t turn down pussy if there is nothing else to do. I guess I’m a sex addict. I could have gotten it from Haitie. She was adamant about me using a condom which means she either does it with condoms all the time, or she knew she had a little bug and didn’t want me to catch it. I’d slip the condom off on her and she wouldn’t even know it. We fucked about two three times. She wouldn’t let me get wild in the ass because she wasn’t comfortable yet and her pussy wasn’t used to me. We stopped talking because she sensed that I had a girlfriend and I broke off a couple of dates with her. She wants a nigga to be there at her every beck and call and I wasn’t because I had a girlfriend.

So I took the prescription that my girlfriend gave me and then what did I do? I went and slept right back with Carol Ann and Coffee in the same night, raw. So now I got to continue to use condoms with my girlfriend, which she wants to until she goes back to the doctor. Then I have to go to the doctor to see if I have anything and then if I do, I have to tell Carol Ann and Cofffee to go to the doctor. It shouldn’t be a problem with either of them. Carol Ann doesn’t know if her fiancé is not sleeping with anyone so she shouldn’t have any questions. Coffee is fucking other people and keeps trying to tell me that she is pregnant. She wants either me or a child support check; neither of which she will get from me. Not because I won’t pay or I’ll disappear, but for reasons that only I know and will never tell if I haven’t told already.

I told Watrina to move in with me but she refuses. If she was there, I wouldn’t be able to fuck these other women. Like Coffee called me at 1 A.M. the other night to come over and I went and got her. I tried to use a condom with her but she wouldn’t let me. Carol Ann got her own place again so I could sneak over her house after work or something if I wished, but I probably wouldn’t if I lived with Watrina.

I really love Watrina. She is a beautiful, sexy, ambitious young lady and all that is a good combination. She treats me very well, better than anybody with the exception of Rebecca. I hope I don’t get busted in all this outside fuckin’ that I’m doin and that we stay together. She is it. And if there is an after her, I’m chillin’ the next time around, just fuckin’, no love unless a bitch is beautiful and has a bright future ahead of her and she wants love.

I got a CD burner now so I don’t have to depend on Medeline to make my beat CDs. I plan on putting like 10 songs on a CD at a time and selling them mix tape style for $10 a pop like DJ Clue. Nobody does that so I hope it comes off and maybe some of my beats will get picked up like that to be on professional albums. I’m now in the process of putting snippets of every song I’ve ever done on a CD. With my next tape, I’ll put the full length songs on a CD.

What is life bringing me, I don’t know? I’m tired of the unknown, but still I’m goin’ slowly and with less fire than before, but I haven’t quit. I’m gonna go until I reach age – and if nothing by then, I’ll go back to school if I’m still working as an accountant, to go and get my MBA. And that is my life plan. I don’t know what else to do. Watrina says I need to be an A&R but you can’t just pop up and be that. A&Rs start as interns; or they get hooked up through friends which I have none in the music industry. She says I should go to some modeling agencies during lunch because I look good. But I don’t have any pictures. She has a $500 camera but hasn’t taken any pictures of me. She took some last year but won’t give them to me to take to agencies because she says they aren’t good pictures.

I don’t know man. I’m trying to talk Watrina into buying this house that my cousin is selling in Ohio. It’s only like $15,000 at most and it already has tenants and all we’d have to do is be landlords and collect $300 a month rent, which will turn into income when the house is paid off. Real Estate is a little plan of mine if I ever get my hands on some money. I’m trying to save a little money now, $25 a paycheck for emergencies or whatever if an emergency never comes up. I’ve been paying my car note like every other month since I’m already classified as late because I won’t pay the $53 a month insurance fee they tacked on when I dropped my insurance about two years ago. That is how I’m livin’. I’m kind of on edge but fuck it, what can I do? Watrina is optimistic about the future, which is another reason why I love her. If I didn’t have her I probably wouldn’t be in New York right now. I don’t even think she knows how much I love and need her right now.

Jrnl Entry No. 9.26.2002

It is now Sept 26, 2002 and Janelle’s birthday was yesterday. I sent her a Barbie Volkswagon Bug Car in the mail last week. She tells me that she is gonna have a party and that she and her mom wrote out invitations to it, but I didn’t get one. I guess Victoria doesn’t think a father should be invited to his daughter’s birthday parties, especially if he lives out of town. I probably wouldn’t have went, but that ain’t the point. There is a 50/50 chance of me goin’ and not goin’ if I would have found out about it sooner than last week when I asked Victoria on the phone was she throwing her a party. Victoria really doesn’t know how to handle this baby daddy shit. I hope it has taught her ass a good lesson like it has taught me, to never have kids by any bitch again, or at the least until you have been married to the bitch for two or three years.

Watrina wants another kid, but she is gonna have a hard time getting another kid out of this dick. We’ve been together now for a year and a half and I love her too much. I always want to be around her. I want her to move in with her daughter. I get mad when she is out and don’t call me by 8 P.M. to let me know where is like last night. If she doesn’t ask to see me I get mad because I always want to see her and seems like I am always initiating the, spending of time together between us two. It almost seems like I have to force her over to my house to spend some decent quality time. That is why I keeps my other bitches around. I got Carol Ann, Coffee and Haitie.

Haitie is the finest out the bunch. If she had a better job and a better way of living, I’d probably drop Watrina for her because Watrina is not fulfilling all of my needs. She will, in time, but I don’t like the wait. But sometimes I think the wait will be worth it. You see Watrina likes to spend money a lot on little big things; like she spent $500 on a Coach carrying travel bag; $300 on a pair of sandles which were worth it because I have yet to see any like them or as hot as them; $269 on a pair of Adriano Goldsmied jeans; before I met her, she spent $500 on a camera which she doesn’t know how to work and she doesn’t use it anymore because she claims that it needs a new lens which is gonna cost another $500. She spent $350 on a car for her daughter when she turned two, which was entirely too young for her to have that, and plus she doesn’t ride it because it’s stored over her cousin’s house; for it can’t fit in her mom and dad’s apartment, and plus it’s broken. She spent a lot of money on her daughter’s birthday party, which that is not a bad thing, but she plans on spending this money every year and that is ridiculous.

Watrina plans on starting some type of business so she can live large; she is gonna have to chill with the spending habits. Right now her mind is focused on starting a little clothing line for children, some expensive shit like tuxes and gowns for like $500 to start. So I figure her spending habits and ambitions will get her somewhere in the future, maybe to millionaire status that she wants. If it doesn’t, we can make it together on our salaries for work. Together as I speak, our salary combined is $95,000: $40,000 mines, $55,000 hers. Mine breaks down like this: $950 Rent, $220 Crdt Card, $342 Car Payment, $370 Child Support, $60 Train, $90 Gas, Light and Phone Bill, $50 Grocery, and about $50 to spend or save, which ever one I choose.

Watrina lives at home so I don’t know what the fuck she does with her money but pay for her brother’s and mother/father wedding, save a little I guess she does, but she also blows a lot right in front of my eyes. Like one night she took me and her cousins from Jamaica out to Club Nells. She spent $200 that night. I can’t see myself spending that money unless I’m straight like that with bills, house, etc. But she blows money like that and she ain’t got shit. She lives in the projects with her parents in a room for her and her daughter, on a broken down bunk bed that she claims the springs are poppin’ up and stickin’ her in the back. Maybe she is doin’ this because she is young and feels she has time to blow money and make more to replace it.

The fact that we could make a good living if we got together and budgeted our money, plus the pussy is good, she is young and sexy, and besides me being all in love and wanting to spend all my time with her like a little bitch, and she not obliging me on that end, we get along just fine and will get along.

So I got my other bitches to fulfill my void when Watrina doesn’t want to be there. And I guess until we get engaged and move in together, I’ll always have someone else. Am I a dog for that? Maybe! But “fuck that shit cause I got to live” (Ice Cube). And what if the time that I complain about her not spending with me, she is fucking some other nigga. She has many friends and won’t let them go for some reason or another. Sometimes I feel like she is wasting her time and mine, and that is why I cheat. If she would love me like Rebecca loved me – even though Rebecca fucked every nigga that ever smiled at her and asked her for her number while she was in a so-called relationship with me – I could have had all or most of her time if I wanted it. I guess I’m only getting what I gave out to Rebecca and Lauren being with them both at the same time. I was with one on Friday, the other on Saturday, and I feel that is how Watrina is playing me sometimes. She never spends too many consecutive days with me, and she doesn’t tell me where she spends her time at when she doesn’t spend it with me. So if I’m getting it back, at the same time, I’m still dishing it out, and one day life will come together and I won’t have to do this shit. I can be happy with one bitch and she will be happy with me.

HAVE YOU EVER FELT NEGLECTED (WRONGLY OR RIGHTLY) BY A PARTNER OR SPOUSE SO YOU JUST SAID FUCK IT, I’LL GO OUT AND GET ME ANOTHER WOMAN OR MAN?