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[08 Jan 2012|08:55am]
The holidays are over and I'm back on base to my usual pursuits and dealing with the hatred of the non-rates who keep screwing up and want me dead, missing, or transferred somewhere else, but they'll get over it when they hit their twenty year mark, they're thirty-eight years old, and they can retire from the military. It was nice to go back to California for the holidays, mom continued to talk about how they missed me for Thanksgiving, though I'm not quite sure why I've missed quite a few thanksgivings early in my career, but I suppose since I was stationed in San Diego on my last tour, I was always home for the holidays and they started to get use to it. Regardless, my parents were happy that I had found a place here in South Carolina that I could consider a home, that I've found people here that I could consider to be my family, and that people had taken me in on the holiday, instead of spending it on base, on a boat, or just sitting around the house with Cherry. The fact that Kymber and her family, including Eden and Jordyn, took me in and treated me like I was meant to be there, I can honestly say that has never happened to me before. Through out my time in the Coast Guard I've been away from home, I've never been invited into a persons home for a holiday, I've never had someone extend the kind of courtesy that the Morales family did for me on Thanksgiving, and I must say that was something that I am truly thankful for.

When Kym and I got to California we went to the hotel first, I know my mom wanted us to stay at the house and it was something I was considering, but my family can be pretty intimating and I really didn't want to put Kymber through that process this early in our relationship. This was more than just going home for Christmas, this was also a much needed vacation, we were planning on spending time in Oceanside, Los Angeles, and San Diego, I wanted to show Kymber where I came from and how I lived my life, and what I was doing before we met. We'll consider parts of this trip a college level course, we'll call it Jake 101. It was interesting, we ran into some of the people I went to high school with, some of those that really didn't remember me, some who just wanted to say hi, but a few people who we actually stopped and talked to and met up with later. I never went to my ten year reunion, so I really don't know what these people are up to these days. I'm getting off track. We went to my mom's house the day after we got there, they decided to save the tree decorating for when we got there, it was a yearly tradition mom loved to do, she said that even when I wasn't here they would at least put my picture near the tree so that way it felt like I was being a part of it. When we arrived my mom was happy to see the both of us, at one point she pulled me to the side and told me she was surprised that I brought Kymber, but happy. I guess my parents aren't use to me having someone in my life that I care about and actually want to bring home with me. We spent the night trimming the tree, listening to Christmas music, and eventually we sat down and ate, mom going through the length and trouble....to order chinese food....I'm not sure when they started that particular tradition, it was in one of the stretches I was gone, but it was still a lot of fun.

As the week went by and the days till Christmas dwindled down, Kym and I spent a lot of time running around, we went to SeaWorld again, I knew how much fun she had last time we went there, and this time they had Christmas themed attractions. We went to the Hollywood sign and basically ran around doing everything that tourists would do, that irked me when I considered myself a Californian, but in all honesty I had a blast doing with her. Eventually it came down to Christmas Eve and my mom wouldn't take no for an answer, we weren't going to spend Christmas Eve in some hotel, Christmas was about family and we were going to be spending it at the house with the family....there was no saying no about it. We wound up going to Midnight Mass, and then came home to sleep. It was odd being with Kymber in the boyhood room that I slept in, it was odd that my parents kept it relatively the same, a lot of things they boxed up and put away, but my wrestling trophies, the majority of my posters, things like that were still in the same spot that I left them when I left California to join the service. When Christmas morning arrived, Kymber and I exchanged presents upstairs, I wanted that moment to just be the two of us because it was our first Christmas together, I wanted to share it with just her. When we were finished we went downstairs to join the family, my niece and nephew were already waist deep in their presents and kept tearing wrapping paper off of each one that followed. Everyone grinned because it seems so long ago that we were just like they were, so excited that Santa had come in the night and left us gifts under the tree. The rest of the day trickled by, we watched "It's a Wonderful Life", a Duncan family tradition, ate dinner, and just spent the day relaxing and talking about life, and past stories of Christmas. It was peaceful, it was enjoyable. I don't mind being back in South Carolina, but there are quite a few days where I miss California.
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[17 Nov 2011|10:06pm]
Is it odd that I’m going to be writing an update that I’ll be bouncing around the polar opposites of human emotion, this is honestly something I don’t do very often so you’ll have to forgive the preamble I’m about to go through and all that will follow this as well. I’m not one to wear my emotions on my sleeve, I don’t really talk about what bugs me, I don’t talk about what makes me happy, hell I rarely use to talk about much of anything and I was fine with that way of living, yet within the last few months things have changed and I’m starting to become, what my mother has called, more of a human and less of a callous bastard. Seeing as how for years I didn’t date, never cared to find someone who I could spend my life with, or really gave a flying fuck about many people outside of my family, the men I was charged to look over, who was in my chain of command and in my duty sections, and a small group of friends, this new part of me was a surprise to the majority of people who have known me throughout the years. And yet, at least from what I have seen and what people have told me lately, I’m more agreeable, friendlier, and I’m not quite the pain in the ass that I have been for the last thirteen years since joining the Coast Guard….perhaps we should start from the beginning for the explanation and the good part of the extremes.

I met a woman, thanks to a friend who I had met when I moved here to South Carolina, Eden and I started talking, she was good people and she was friendly and I knew no one here on the east coast, and it was because of her that I met her sister, Kymber. I wasn’t quite sure how exactly the conversation started or where it all began but Eden decided to set us up, see how it went, I think she realized that I was a lot lonelier than I made myself seem, I try to hide that part of myself, but it seems that Eden’s ability to read me was better than my abilities to hide what I’m feeling. Anyways, we went out a few times and I had to admit that Kym was fun, sweet, a little on the shy side, but all of that attracted me to her. The first time I really started to think that things might take a turn for the serious was when my brother’s wedding was finally starting to come up to the point where I had to find a date, and I realized that I really wanted Kymber to go with me, to be there. I knew she had to deal with my family, but she handled it beautifully! That was a little over a month ago now, and since then I have to say that we’ve grown closer, I’ve accepted that I’m a part of a couple now instead of just dating the woman, and something else dawned on me that I never thought would have. I realized that all the small things that I’ve noticed about Kym, everything she did….she was truly amazing, and I realized I didn’t want to date anyone else, I didn’t want to be with anyone else, and in all honesty if I could go home or go to her place and just relax and be in her company, it would be a great day. I realized that my feelings grew, I no longer liked Kymber….I fell in love with her….and I can honesty I hadn’t felt like this in more years than I’d care to admit.

The other side of the coin is how my falling in love has affected me outside of my relationship with her, how it has affected my work performance, not for the worse, but it’s hindered me slightly in ways that I wouldn’t have before. I’ve realized this week that I need to find a common balance that will leave me to the point where I can be this man with Kymber, but the terrible bastard that I need to be in order to keep control of my work situation. Ya see….lately I’ve been this warm cuddly ball of fluff, which means that I’ve been a bit nicer to the people I work with and people that work for me, and unfortunately two of the non-rates on base seemed to decide to take advantage of this new found kindness of mine, and have recently placed me in a terrible situation. Things never got truly out of control, I’d give them a wrap on the wrist and send them on their way, but their behavior off base has gone from bad to worse because they believe now that they can get away with anything. The other night I get called out of bed by the police, they had gotten into a bar fight, one that they started, and ended up damaging the bar window, breaking a man’s arm, and let’s just say other not quite so pretty incidents that led to their arrest. They had gotten in trouble one other time but the charges were dropped and that’s when I got stern, not over the top, but tried to get it into their heads that this high school bullshit couldn’t continue, they were on their own and needed to take responsibility for their actions. Now….now they put me in between a rock and a hard place. I didn’t want to come down on them before because the holiday’s were so near, now that they are on the doorstep I had to crack down on them harder then I think I ever would have before, but they tried me time and time again and it was time to bring down the hammer. I feel bad because I’ll be spending time with Kymber’s family for thanksgiving and my family for Christmas…but at the same time, I didn’t fuck up, and I didn’t get into a bar fight.

Anyways, those are the important events in my life right now…..other than that, I’m getting ready for Eden’s party on Saturday and the most frightening Thanksgiving of my life…
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[15 Oct 2011|10:05pm]
A survey...another survey.... )
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I have too much time on my hands, stolen from [info]kymber [02 Oct 2011|09:43am]
A survey....no really, it's a survey )
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[04 Sep 2011|08:30pm]





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[04 Sep 2011|08:29pm]

Basic Info
Name: Jacob Alexander Duncan
Nicknames: Jake
Birth date: April 23rd, 1980
Age: 31
Profession: Boatswain Mate in the United States Coast Guard
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Oceanside, CA
Parents: Judith and Jack Duncan
Siblings: 2 older brothers



Random Info
Car: 2011 Dodge Charger
Pets: A dalmation named Cherry
Hobbies: surfing, working on cars, basketball
Languages: English and Spanish


History
Jacob Alexander Duncan was the third of three sons to be born to Judith and Jack Duncan in the beautiful Oceanside area of California. The couple would wind up having four sons in total, Christopher and Adam being the eldest, with Jacob and Michael bringing up the rear for the family. When Jake was four, his mother and father decided that it was time to leave California, they wound up moving to Portland where his mother was originally from, and his father was able to get a better job there as a firefighter for the city. They were a hard working family, and his father was able to provide for what they needed, and while his sons were hooligans at the worst of times, he still was able to instill the hard work and fair play lessons that most fathers try to instill in their sons. Jake had emulated his older brothers, but none more than Adam, and at times, though he knew it annoyed him, he would pretend to be just like him, going down to the lazy wise ass attitude that Adam became famous for. When he was young, during his early elementary school days, Jacob would parrot some of his brother’s lines and catchphrases, and he'd try and spend as much time with him as possible. It wasn't until Jake got a little bit older that he started to form his own identity, though it was quite similar to that of his older brother. The big difference between the two of them though, was that while Adam was a pain, Jacob was more of just a comedian, and did his best to keep his actions to a more appropriate venue.

Even as they got older, the two brothers shared similar personalities, they were both incredibly loyal and protective of their family, but it seemed that Jacob was more willing to get into fights. This would be one of his biggest downfalls as he grew up, Jake was more prone to stupid things, and rarely thought before acting, he liked to just go head first into anything that seemed like a good idea. Every now and then these scenarios would work out for Jake, but more often than not things would back fire and he'd find himself in hairier and crazier messes then he'd really care to be in. It took him several years, several broken bones, and more than his fair share of scraps for him to start using that lump that was three feet above his ass, yet still his temper was short, and he got into his fair share of fights in middle and high school. When he got to his freshman year and he wound up getting into a fight with a senior who cornered him and tried to make him apologize for getting in his way, Jake was found in the principal’s office, a bag of ice over his eye as he explained what had happened. It was because of that incident that the school's wrestling coach asked him if he was interested in wrestling. Jacob wasn't the best on the team, but he was scrappy and capable of finding his way out of most holds, he went on to state competition but he never seemed to finish above fourth. He didn't mind, it was something for him to do in between classes and meeting girls, but none of that really mattered, because he knew where his path was leading him to.

Despite his father's role in his life, he did not want to completely emulate him, he thought the path to public service was what he wanted to do and where he was goin to wind up, but he did not want to be a fire fighter like his father. In his senior year he found himself approached by a coast guard recruiter, after taking a look and listening to what he had to say, Jacob was intrigued by the idea of going into the Coast Guard, no other branch of service intrigued him the same way, neither did staying in California and becoming a fire fighter or a policeman. Two months after he graduated from high school Jacob made his was across the country to Cape May, NJ, home of the Coast Guards training base where all new recruits went for their basic training. The eight week training program at times went quickly for Jacob, having been selected as one of the top recruits that was picked up. He enjoyed it, at times found it even fun, but it was also the hardest eight weeks of his life, but when it was all said and done, on the day of his graduation, he stood taller and prouder then his father had ever seen him stand in his life. Despite being a southern California boy and being use to the area, he was sent to a small boat station in Boston, and that's where he started to work his way up. Learning all that he can about the Coast Guard and what type of jobs he could do, he decided that he wanted to be a Boatswains Mate, which meant him staying on the east coast. While he could've easily striked his rate, he wanted to go to the training school, he wanted to learn in both a class room environment and with hands on experience as well. After spending two years in Boston, Jacob moved to Yorktown, VA to receive his training.

Since leaving Yorktown Jacob has bounced around the United States going to different stations, he has spent thriteen years in the USCG, spending time aboard cutters and small boat stations in Seattle, Baltimore, Portland, and most recently San Diego. With his promotion to Chief Petty Officer coming up, a chiefs slot was opened up at small boat station Georgetown, and while it would mean more paper work and less time on the water, South Carolina was a place where Jacob was very interested in heading. Despite being stationed in Georgetown, Jake decided to move to Myrtle Beach, a town that he knew had amazing surfing, and it was a place where he could afford his place on the beach. His love of the ocean has led him to stay on the coast, and Myrtle Beach is just another stop on Jake's United States tour.

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[07 Jul 2010|09:34am]






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