Marry me girl, be my fairy to the world, be my very own constellation.
So much to say, so little time.
I finally worked up the resolve to break things off with Whitney. She took it as well as could be imagined, and I gave her my reasons and she understands where I'm coming from. She's made it very, very clear that she still wants to be with me and is willing to wait until I'm done with the service if that's what it'll take.
I love her. I honestly do. Which is a big reason of why I decided it'd be best to end it before I ship out. I sincerely hope that she meets someone while I'm gone that treats her well and makes her happy, because long distance relationships are things we've both been through before and it wouldn't be fair to endure that again. That's without even acknowledging that it'll be a good number of years before I'm back in the states. And if something were to happen to me in a warzone... No, this is definitely the best thing for the both of us. If we're meant to be, we'll be together again down the road, but for now, I know this is how it should be.
I've been gathering addresses from friends and family who want me to write to them, and judging from the list so far, there'll be a lot of writing. I also keep finding out more and more about boot camp... Things I think I'd rather not now since it builds anxiety. lol
Oh, that reminds me. This'll more than likely be my last post for a good number of months. They don't have computer access at boot camp and once I'm out, it'll probably be a while before I'm anywhere that provides semi-reliable computer access.
I ship out next Monday, November 26th. Yeah, I know. I'll be missing Christmas. But in all honesty, that's fine with me. I don't particularly care for that holiday much anymore, anyway.
Today was my last day of work here at Adecco. I've been working here for almost four years now, and I've definitely learned a lot and met a lot of great people. It's given me my fair share of gray hairs, but all in all, I know it's made me a better, smarter person. I wasn't really expecting any sort of parting gift, but a lot of the people in the office signed and wrote little messages on an empty printing paper box. lol And they got me a card, too. I don't think that's ever been done for anybody before, so it meant a lot. I'll be writing them, too, while I'm at boot and keeping in touch with them.
I cleared out my entire cubicle, and I feel a little weird sitting in here. Doesn't feel anything like the place I've spent the past number of years. I've already taken off my name plate and put it on the wall where everyone else's is that's left before me.
I went out to Karma with Jesse again a few weeks ago, and man, what a great time. I danced with a bunch of girls and had some drinks, and apparently ran up a $55 bar tab. Haha. About halfway through the night, this group of white girls came in and it was one of their birthdays or something because they were all wasted, and they got up on the islands in the middle of the dance floor and started dancing like strippers, and one of them started dancing with me, and she... Whew.... She moved like....... Damn. I can't even describe it. It was all innocent, though. I didn't go home with anyone or try to get any numbers. Just a little something that I knew I wouldn't be able to experience for a while so I made the most of it.
The troop got together on Saturday and we all went out to the armory at Fort Snelling nearby and we messed around with gun simulators, complete with scenarios and the guns we used had the recoil and feel of weapons we'll actually be using. It was awesome. The machine guns were so damn fun, and I think I'm going to be really good with firing weapons. Just feels natural to me.
After we shot off some rounds, we all had MREs, which are the pouches Marines get when they're out in the field. They're high in fat and calories to fill up the soldiers as best as possible and replenish their energy since they're probably spent due to stress and physical activity. Then we all played a game of basketball. This wasn't typical basketball. This was Marine Corps basketball. I got checked into a table, knocked down a few times, but I dished it all back. We all had a really good time and I sure got a workout.
Speaking of workouts, on Wednesday, I was actually able to keep up with the troop during our session. Can't begin to describe the pride I felt. From what I hear, the PT we've been going through is harder than what's actually done at boot camp. I just need to work on my running more, and my pullups. My arms are getting huge. I know it sounds weird, but I can't stop touching them and my legs. And my abs. Haha. I've waited for years to get up the nerve to work towards a better body, but man... I didn't know I'd love having one this much.
I finally got my hunter to 70, if I didn't say that already, and am pretty much finished with all of the soloable quests and spending my time on WoW trying to find groups for instances to increase my rep and get better gear. The server I'm on SUCKS for groups, though, but I still manage somehow. Not to mention a lot of the people are idiots whom I suspect bought their accounts using their mother's credit card.
I'll add more if I can think of anything else to write later, but for the most part, this'll be my last major entry. Take care, everyone. Thanks for your support, and I'll post again after boot as soon as I'm able. OOORAH.
I finally worked up the resolve to break things off with Whitney. She took it as well as could be imagined, and I gave her my reasons and she understands where I'm coming from. She's made it very, very clear that she still wants to be with me and is willing to wait until I'm done with the service if that's what it'll take.
I love her. I honestly do. Which is a big reason of why I decided it'd be best to end it before I ship out. I sincerely hope that she meets someone while I'm gone that treats her well and makes her happy, because long distance relationships are things we've both been through before and it wouldn't be fair to endure that again. That's without even acknowledging that it'll be a good number of years before I'm back in the states. And if something were to happen to me in a warzone... No, this is definitely the best thing for the both of us. If we're meant to be, we'll be together again down the road, but for now, I know this is how it should be.
I've been gathering addresses from friends and family who want me to write to them, and judging from the list so far, there'll be a lot of writing. I also keep finding out more and more about boot camp... Things I think I'd rather not now since it builds anxiety. lol
Oh, that reminds me. This'll more than likely be my last post for a good number of months. They don't have computer access at boot camp and once I'm out, it'll probably be a while before I'm anywhere that provides semi-reliable computer access.
I ship out next Monday, November 26th. Yeah, I know. I'll be missing Christmas. But in all honesty, that's fine with me. I don't particularly care for that holiday much anymore, anyway.
Today was my last day of work here at Adecco. I've been working here for almost four years now, and I've definitely learned a lot and met a lot of great people. It's given me my fair share of gray hairs, but all in all, I know it's made me a better, smarter person. I wasn't really expecting any sort of parting gift, but a lot of the people in the office signed and wrote little messages on an empty printing paper box. lol And they got me a card, too. I don't think that's ever been done for anybody before, so it meant a lot. I'll be writing them, too, while I'm at boot and keeping in touch with them.
I cleared out my entire cubicle, and I feel a little weird sitting in here. Doesn't feel anything like the place I've spent the past number of years. I've already taken off my name plate and put it on the wall where everyone else's is that's left before me.
I went out to Karma with Jesse again a few weeks ago, and man, what a great time. I danced with a bunch of girls and had some drinks, and apparently ran up a $55 bar tab. Haha. About halfway through the night, this group of white girls came in and it was one of their birthdays or something because they were all wasted, and they got up on the islands in the middle of the dance floor and started dancing like strippers, and one of them started dancing with me, and she... Whew.... She moved like....... Damn. I can't even describe it. It was all innocent, though. I didn't go home with anyone or try to get any numbers. Just a little something that I knew I wouldn't be able to experience for a while so I made the most of it.
The troop got together on Saturday and we all went out to the armory at Fort Snelling nearby and we messed around with gun simulators, complete with scenarios and the guns we used had the recoil and feel of weapons we'll actually be using. It was awesome. The machine guns were so damn fun, and I think I'm going to be really good with firing weapons. Just feels natural to me.
After we shot off some rounds, we all had MREs, which are the pouches Marines get when they're out in the field. They're high in fat and calories to fill up the soldiers as best as possible and replenish their energy since they're probably spent due to stress and physical activity. Then we all played a game of basketball. This wasn't typical basketball. This was Marine Corps basketball. I got checked into a table, knocked down a few times, but I dished it all back. We all had a really good time and I sure got a workout.
Speaking of workouts, on Wednesday, I was actually able to keep up with the troop during our session. Can't begin to describe the pride I felt. From what I hear, the PT we've been going through is harder than what's actually done at boot camp. I just need to work on my running more, and my pullups. My arms are getting huge. I know it sounds weird, but I can't stop touching them and my legs. And my abs. Haha. I've waited for years to get up the nerve to work towards a better body, but man... I didn't know I'd love having one this much.
I finally got my hunter to 70, if I didn't say that already, and am pretty much finished with all of the soloable quests and spending my time on WoW trying to find groups for instances to increase my rep and get better gear. The server I'm on SUCKS for groups, though, but I still manage somehow. Not to mention a lot of the people are idiots whom I suspect bought their accounts using their mother's credit card.
I'll add more if I can think of anything else to write later, but for the most part, this'll be my last major entry. Take care, everyone. Thanks for your support, and I'll post again after boot as soon as I'm able. OOORAH.