Well, today is another day here in the yellow tent, in jail. Things haven't been horrible, and they haven't been cool by any means, but like anyone who knows me knows that I like to say, "It could always be worse."
This barracks is constantly changing in one way or another. Somebody is leaving or being moved, and somebody else is being rolled in from another barracks to do their last eight or nine days here and cause problems until they leave. This tent has been a revolving door with only one constant. Whoever is on new arrival status is here because they are a screw-up from another tent that has been sent here for punishment. So basically I live in the punishment tent. The thing I am trying to figure out is how I was put here right off the bat? How come I wasn't given a chance to rock n' roll somewhere else first? Being in jail is punishment of course, but being in the yellow tent is a double dose of it.
I'm so hungry right now! I'm dreaming of what I will eat the minute I get out. I could almost cry thinking about it. I have purchased that exact meal so many times that I know it will cost $5.37 exactly. The Six Dollar Burger from Carl's Jr. and an ice cold milk to wash it down. And with six packets of ketchup I am in heaven, and I will know that I am home. Only three and a half months before the grubfest goes down!! Man, if I am thinking this hard about it only a few weeks in I am not going to make it on these baloney sandwiches they give us. Now I am starting to regret having written this entry at all because that's all I can think about. FOOD. Real Food.
Anyway, I better change the subject. The job they gave me really sucks because it is from midnight to 8:30 in the morning! It's working in the kitchen which isn't that bad, but in the middle of the night is the worst. I am hoping for a new job with normal hours so I can get some sleep! At least I have the next couple of days off from midnight kitchen duty. Come visit me on the weekend, or write me. More updates soon. I'm hungry. Peace out. Look for the "Free Jordan" stickers going up in your city soon!
About Me
- Jordan M. Rockwell
- Jordan is back! And it's with a fiery vengence that he is kicking ass and taking names on the cold streets of a dark and treacherous city. Where things aren't always as they seem. Wow. That sounded way cooler than reality! But really, I am one of kind, don't believe? I have proof to back it up! Read my blog,leave some comments. When you are done,you'll know.
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So after all the wedding and work nonsense, I finally had the chance to swing by your house. I met with your parents tonight. I'm glad I had the courage to doorbell because I've been trying to get ahold of you. I had the worst gut feeling about you and was so worried that something bad happened to you that Friday night that I needed to see you. All my prayers and best wishes go out to you homie. I will be following your blog and hope that your good behavior gets you outta that tent and into my arms for a big bear hug so I can talk to you in person while feasting on CarlsJR with you :D I'll be sure to drop by ASAP to let you know I'm here for you, care about you, and love you like an older brother I never had. I miss you already dude. You can get through this. I have mad faith in you. See you soon! Love always, Krystle <3
Ok so I'm reading your blogs in chronological order from the first one to the present. I think that this is an incredible self exploration "project".
So anyway...here are my thoughts on this:
"The thing I am trying to figure out is how I was put here right off the bat? How come I wasn't given a chance to rock n' roll somewhere else first?"
But wait Jordan...you know I love ya dude...but you already had a chance when you were put in jail the first and second time. So, yes you did go there right off the bat--THIS TIME! But you had other chances to rock n roll. It's a totally valid and understandable feeling. However, getting sucked into victim mentality is dangerous. You are amazing and you will rise above all of this.
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