Joy the drug you cant resist's blog: "Random Thoughts"

I've already blogged about this, but it bears repeating. *Do NOT ask for my phone number. Do you think I'm crazy enough to give it to some stranger from fubar? You're out of your mind. *Do NOT ask to see me naked. You never, ever will. And if for some reason you have in the past, you WONT be seeing me naked ever again. Oh well. *Do NOT send me a private message, shoutbox message, photo comment, or ofile comment that basically tells me you want to have sex with me. Uh uh. Ain't gonna happen and I don't appreciate getting your nasty, desperate messages. *If I don't respond to you right away, I'M SORRY. I'm a busy person and if y're nice, I'll try to write back, but sometimes I forget. Or if you're like one stupid person, YOU BLOCK ME and then get pised that I'm not responding to you. Idiot. *Sometimes I leave my fubar running when I'm not at home or at my computer. Typically, I try to put it in my status that I'm not here. So don't get mad and send me a shoutbox full of messages asking me why I'm not responding. *My webcam is NOT for you. End of story. *I really don't want to see you naked. Don't send me pictures of your dick. I don't want to see it. And trust me, it doesn't turn me on. *Yes, I have a man. BACK OFF. Don't even joke with me about leaving him. *Please don't message me asking me to rate and comment your pics unless we're friends. Meaning, we actually talk on here. Basically, if I don't know you.... don't ask. I'd rather spend my time rating and commenting my friends and my fellow Dream Girlz. Okay, that's enough of a rant. If you have to ask if you do any of the above things, you probably do so please STOP. Fubar is meant to be fun, but I don't need to be a whore on here. So, lots of love to my friends on here! Muah!

I haven't really been on much in this past month. I've been so busy. I started cocktailing at the local strip club in late December so I'm there until almost 3am. Now, I tend to sleep more because my sleep cycle has gotten disrupted. School has been crazy busy, but I love it. But I never see my friends anymore. I just don't have time. And it pisse sme off when they aren't understanding. Sorry, but I need sleep and I need time with my son. And I definately need to study. So I'm sorry if I come across as bitchy but unless you are my job, my school, or most importantly, MY SON, I don't really have much time for you. Wow, that sounds awful. I don't mean it to be, and I know I'm rambling. But you know what? I'm tired. I haven't purposely ignored any of my friends on here, especially my real-life friends. But I have to keep my priorities straight right now. My friends mean the world to me, but I gotta take care of myself and my son. Ugh. Just needed to vent a little. Hope I didn't sound too bitchy cause I am too lazy right now to proofread this.

Well, my relationship ended very abruptly tonight. I'm still not sure what happened. I feel so heart broken. As much as I do care about him, we're not making up. It's over completely.

THE INTERVIEW WITH GOD I dreamed I had an interview with God. “So you would like to interview me?” God asked. “If you have the time” I said. God smiled. “My time is eternity.” “What questions do you have in mind for me?” “What surprises you most about humankind?” God answered... “That they get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to be children again.” “That they lose their health to make money... and then lose their money to restore their health.” “That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such that they live in neither the present nor the future.” "That they live as if they will never die, and die as though they had never lived.” God’s hand took mine and we were silent for a while. And then I asked... “As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons you want your children to learn?” “To learn they cannot make anyone love them. All they can do is let themselves be loved.” “To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others.” “To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness.” “To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in those they love, and it can take many years to heal them.” “To learn that a rich person is not one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.” “To learn that there are people who love them dearly, but simply have not yet learned how to express or show their feelings.” “To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it differently.” “To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.” "Thank you for your time," I said humbly. "Is there anything else you would like your children to know?" God smiled and said, “Just know that I am here... always.” -author unknown

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My shoutbox is FAMILY ONLY now. I got sick of getting a million messages about the dirty things random guys want to do to me. Uh, no thanks. And I *still* don't wanna see your ugly dick. So unless you got some hot women in your NSFW folders, I am NOT gonna look. ;) I don't want to look at you men. Sorry. No, I won't add you to my family. I like my family just how it is. No, there is nothing you can do to get me to add you to my family. Well, maybe buy me a Happy Hour, lol. I took off my private and family-only albums. I'm not here to give anyone free porn. And my naked (or lingerie clad) body is not for strangers anyway! So that doesn't mean I'll email or "trade" dirty pics with you. Okay, I'm rambling, but I'm just sick of losers who beg to see me naked or try to talk dirty to me. Sorry, I'm taken. So enjoy the pics I do have up or get off my page.

haha, a lovely friend on here created me this fabulously funny "outgoing message" for people trying to reach me in my shoutbox (which, yes I know, is family only). So I just wanted to share it with ya'll. Next time you're trying to send me a shout, remember this lol: McLovin: "Hi, you've reached the Shoutbox of Joylyne. I'm sorry I can't come to the keyboard right now, I am currently having phone sex with my incredibly hott ass Marine boyfriend! I may be able to get back to you after my third orgasm. But it will depend on how much he wears me out. So, please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I get out of my hot shower."

Brief background: Most of my friends here know I'm in nursing school, and am graduating in May. I work as a nurse extern on a medical floor. I love it. The other day I worked with a new nurse. Just barely got her license about 6 weeks ago. Together we had 5 patients, all difficult. High acuity, we call them. So she passed the meds and I did most everything else. It was a long day. I ended up spending most of my time in one particular room, where we had 2 patien, both aphasic (could not speak), bedridden (could not walk), with NG tubes (could not eat), continuous IV fluids (could not drink). They were both total care patients. Could not do anything for themselves. They were restless. One was violent, although we all knew he didn't mean to be. The other pulled out his NG tube and tried to pull out his IV and foley. So I was busy, along with a "sitter" (someone who watches patients to make sure they don't hurt themselves or someone else), trying to keep these two patients calm and happy. It was just a job. Rather, that's all it was supposed to be. But these two men reminded so much of what it was like to take care of my mom in her final days. It took everything I had not to cry. I did my job and I did my best. Then the doctor came in to discuss the care of my more violent patient. Quietly and sadly, he told the wife, their daughter, and me that this man had just a couple weeks to live. Maybe. It was too much. That took me back 2 1/2 years ago, with the doctor asking my family to come to the ICU so she could speak with us, only to tell us our mother was dying. There was no getting no better, no more remissions, nothing. I got out of work as quickly as I could. I took my pain out of my boyfriend and I know he didn't deserve that. Finally, I just couldn't take it anymore and began to cry. I just don't know if I'm strong enough to make it in nursing. Other nurses seem so confident and can handle death and dying so well. For me, it saddens me so deeply that I feel like crying and would do anything to make it better. I don't know if I can be a good nurse if I'm so emotional over people. All I could do for that family was to hug them and tell them I was sorry. But that never seems like enough. I just want to be a good nurse, *sigh* Okay, I'm done venting.

Seriously, boys. Stop fucking with me. I am fucking sick of all the goddamn bullshit I have to put up with. My last blog addressed all the losers trying to look at me naked, get me to talk dirty, whatever. This blog is for the uys who are supposed to be my friends. And the ones who acted all sweet at first, and them BAM! They're starting in on the dirty talk all of a fucking sudden. 1. If you have a girlfriend or wife, TELL ME UP FRONT. I fucking hate, hate, HATE getting into something with a taken man. We can be friends, but come on. Stop fucking lying to me. 2. If you're trying to get with me, don't act like I'm the only one you want if I'm not. Really, boys. It's easy. Don't say I am the only one you want if you're really also trying to get someone else's attention. Even just online, THAT'S FUCKING LAME. 3. I don't want a commitment. So stop fucking trying to push one on to me. My fucking god!!! I will NOT be your girlfriend. Date me and all that good shit, but you WILL NOT be my only one. I haven't met anyone special enough yet to settle down with and YOU ARE NOT HIM. 4. I'm not a fucking booty call. Don't call me only at 3am, drunk off your ass, saying you miss me and want to fuck me soooo bad. I don't give a shit. If you wanted me, you would have taken me out to dinner first you fucking little scumbag. 5. Don't tell me things you don't mean, just because you think its what I want to hear. I WANT TO HEAR THE TRUTH. Maybe it will be hard for you to say or maybe it will be hard for me to hear, but I don't care. Honesty IS the best policy. If you're my friend you know I'm an open-minded, non-judgmental person, so you know I will truly listen to what you have to say. Just know you gotta back up those words with fucking actions. That's the end of my rant. And my friends that are reading this will know I'm pissy 'cause I only swear this fucking much when I'm upset. So, yes, I am pissed. I'm getting sick of men's bullshit. I'm fucking sick of games. It's like, don't act like you hate me cuz you love me and don't act like my friend when you just want a fuck. Alright, I feel a bit better now. Mwah! I <3 my friends. xoxo