Hello World,
Its been a while since i have written anything so i was just think that i could just do a little update on life so far,
I've been playing guitar alot lately because i have been a little stressed (not quite sure why) but it has help quite alot been learning so new song but ive been starting writing songs. This blog occount can help kinda vent everything i supposed just so i dont feel so foolish keeping it all inside.
I've felt love and lost love and have hurt so many people (mabey thats why i dont sleep) im trying to start anew, new friends, new "girlfriend" and such.
I feel the main reason i was the way i was is because of the people i was with, for better or for worse.
So this is my life at the moment so i will talk soon,
Goodbye my friends,
Jesse Jaymz
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Thursday, February 18, 2010
The Pain Killer
“Welcome to Rocksford Prison, the highest security prison in Australia. I am James Johnson. You will call me Warden. Nothing more. Nothing less. You may thick you tough but you will quickly find out that I can be tougher. We can get along but it’s up to you how agreeable you want to be. Now follow the guards to collect you clothes.”
“Steve Hammett you’re in cell 3696, now move it”
Steve takes one step into the cell and looks around and notices the concrete toilet in one corner and along the opposite wall, a steel double bunk, one bed already having clothes on it.
“Hurry it, don’t want to miss dinner, there won’t be any midnight snacks,” says the guard, laughing at his own joke.
Hammett nods once to say I’m ready.
Hammett in awe of all the people in this prison and after looking closer he realised all the little groups the inmates are in; the Asians, Islanders, Skinheads.
After Hammett received what he thought looked like slop that he would feed a pig he picked a random table to sit down at.
He noticed a younger guy over in the far corner cracking bad jokes and acting like a complete fool talking like every word could be his last.
Hammett shook his head; hate to be stuck with that guy, he thought to himself.
Hammett left early after picking at his food; the constant babbling had annoyed him so his made his way back to the cell block for some peace and quiet. He lay down on his bunk and tried to get some sleep.
His sleep all of a sudden was shattered.
“Hey man, didn’t think I was getting a roommate just yet. The name’s Jimmy J. What about you?”
Sticking his hand out to shake Hammett’s.
Hammett stares at his hand without interest.
Jimmy J pulls his hand back.
“You don’t want to shake my hand, that cool a lot of people don’t want to shake a guy’s hand that they don’t know.”
“Shut up,“ said Hammett.
“Ok, what are you in here for anyway? All the guys talk about what they’re in here for, but we’re all innocent remember ha-ha?” he laughed sarcastically.
“Shut Up”
“What are you gay or something? Like to keep your personal life personal huh?”
“Shut the hell up before I make you” Hammett supposed that no one had talked to Jimmy J like that before because of the look on his face.
“You really want to know why I’m in here? Well, I’ll make you a deal with you. I’ll tell you if you tell me.”
“I sold some drugs, that I disguised as Panadol, to some little kid at some school, now you tell me man.”
“Murder”
“Who was it? The wife? The boss?”
“Some kid who sold my daughter drugs which she thought was Panadol and it killed her. I swore I would kill the bastard that supplied him the drugs”
A sweat broke out on Jimmy J’s forehead.
“Lights Out,” was the last thing Jimmy J heard.
“Steve Hammett you’re in cell 3696, now move it”
Steve takes one step into the cell and looks around and notices the concrete toilet in one corner and along the opposite wall, a steel double bunk, one bed already having clothes on it.
“Hurry it, don’t want to miss dinner, there won’t be any midnight snacks,” says the guard, laughing at his own joke.
Hammett nods once to say I’m ready.
Hammett in awe of all the people in this prison and after looking closer he realised all the little groups the inmates are in; the Asians, Islanders, Skinheads.
After Hammett received what he thought looked like slop that he would feed a pig he picked a random table to sit down at.
He noticed a younger guy over in the far corner cracking bad jokes and acting like a complete fool talking like every word could be his last.
Hammett shook his head; hate to be stuck with that guy, he thought to himself.
Hammett left early after picking at his food; the constant babbling had annoyed him so his made his way back to the cell block for some peace and quiet. He lay down on his bunk and tried to get some sleep.
His sleep all of a sudden was shattered.
“Hey man, didn’t think I was getting a roommate just yet. The name’s Jimmy J. What about you?”
Sticking his hand out to shake Hammett’s.
Hammett stares at his hand without interest.
Jimmy J pulls his hand back.
“You don’t want to shake my hand, that cool a lot of people don’t want to shake a guy’s hand that they don’t know.”
“Shut up,“ said Hammett.
“Ok, what are you in here for anyway? All the guys talk about what they’re in here for, but we’re all innocent remember ha-ha?” he laughed sarcastically.
“Shut Up”
“What are you gay or something? Like to keep your personal life personal huh?”
“Shut the hell up before I make you” Hammett supposed that no one had talked to Jimmy J like that before because of the look on his face.
“You really want to know why I’m in here? Well, I’ll make you a deal with you. I’ll tell you if you tell me.”
“I sold some drugs, that I disguised as Panadol, to some little kid at some school, now you tell me man.”
“Murder”
“Who was it? The wife? The boss?”
“Some kid who sold my daughter drugs which she thought was Panadol and it killed her. I swore I would kill the bastard that supplied him the drugs”
A sweat broke out on Jimmy J’s forehead.
“Lights Out,” was the last thing Jimmy J heard.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
The Awful Truth
I’m going to have to go to the police because what I just saw was the most horrific thing ever the body in the back seat naked and without a head she was so innocent & someone killed her. Please tell me who killed her police.NOW!!!!!!!
(A few weeks later)
Haven’t heard from my sister lately I wonder where she went, (With a laugh) hope she didn’t run off and get married. I wonder if i will get a call back from the pol...... (Knock Knock). Hello Mr Johnson Its the deputies office we got bad news........the body has your prints on it and the body is your........ Sister’s I’m going to have to take you into custody sir.
(A few weeks later)
Haven’t heard from my sister lately I wonder where she went, (With a laugh) hope she didn’t run off and get married. I wonder if i will get a call back from the pol...... (Knock Knock). Hello Mr Johnson Its the deputies office we got bad news........the body has your prints on it and the body is your........ Sister’s I’m going to have to take you into custody sir.
Horror
I’m in the shadow with a bloodied knife, covered in blood myself. I cannot remember what happened that lonely cold night 'were is she' I screamed into the night but I don’t know why I screamed and who is she.
I Jumping up from the ground and I felt something poking me in the ribs so I put my cold and bloody hand in my pocket and there was a key but I don’t know what too.
So as I am trying to remember what it is to a Sharpe throbbing pains happens and then I have a flashback, the garage is in 53rd & 3rd. So I find the garage after frantic looking, parked inside there is a Chevy Nova.
As I search carelessly I bump into something I thought was a seat but instead to my horror it was a....a.....a.......ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
I Jumping up from the ground and I felt something poking me in the ribs so I put my cold and bloody hand in my pocket and there was a key but I don’t know what too.
So as I am trying to remember what it is to a Sharpe throbbing pains happens and then I have a flashback, the garage is in 53rd & 3rd. So I find the garage after frantic looking, parked inside there is a Chevy Nova.
As I search carelessly I bump into something I thought was a seat but instead to my horror it was a....a.....a.......ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
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