Enough is enough
Ok, I have finally had enough of being here. I am ready to come home. I will NOT be extending anymore..I am definitely coming home in Feb. But for a few reasons. First and foremost is that I need to get ready for school. I am starting in the fall and I have two classes to take before I start.
My second reason is that I have had enough of being here. I no longer care what Bob, my team leader thinks. I don't care what any of my coworkers think, they will all be gone soon anyway.
John and I are getting more serious, much more and it is terrible right now, having him gone for ten days to Mosul, where he is taking a class in aircraft rescue and fire fighting. He will be gone until next wed.
I just got back from Kuwait, which I loved. Visited Liz and Mark, got to do stuff and go places and it was really fun. Went to Turkey and all I can say is that I am never going back there. I spent three hours in custody of the turkish police (long story), three days in lockdown on a turkish air base and then three more hellish days with Jason and Gino. Nope, never again. And the language!!! I have actually found a language I cannot stand hearing. The turkish language is very harsh, angry and hurts the ears. I hated listening to Jason talk.
Well, that is enough for now...I am sorry I have not written more in here and been able to comment in all my friends' journals but I will be home in 75 days and we can all go out for coffee then.
Love ya'll...
My second reason is that I have had enough of being here. I no longer care what Bob, my team leader thinks. I don't care what any of my coworkers think, they will all be gone soon anyway.
John and I are getting more serious, much more and it is terrible right now, having him gone for ten days to Mosul, where he is taking a class in aircraft rescue and fire fighting. He will be gone until next wed.
I just got back from Kuwait, which I loved. Visited Liz and Mark, got to do stuff and go places and it was really fun. Went to Turkey and all I can say is that I am never going back there. I spent three hours in custody of the turkish police (long story), three days in lockdown on a turkish air base and then three more hellish days with Jason and Gino. Nope, never again. And the language!!! I have actually found a language I cannot stand hearing. The turkish language is very harsh, angry and hurts the ears. I hated listening to Jason talk.
Well, that is enough for now...I am sorry I have not written more in here and been able to comment in all my friends' journals but I will be home in 75 days and we can all go out for coffee then.
Love ya'll...