From California with Love
I’ve been living in Monterrey for about three weeks now, living on a military base and under military life style for three weeks. I’ve pretty much adjusted to it, not that its been very hard, its just kinda like college only with more rules. I’m honestly a little surprised by what life is like here on base, but then again, this is more of a school atmosphere than a base atmosphere. I’m in whats call the hold unit, because my language class doesn’t begin until October 25. We really don’t do anything, its like get up, clean, waste some time, go do physical training, waste some time, and then we are let go for the day.
I should enjoy this time since when I actually get into class, I won’t have really any free time. I’ll be in class for about 8 hours and then expected to do 2 to 3 hours of homework a night. I basically will just find time to lift weights and study, I can handle that, I can handle it as long as I find time to lift. The hardest part of being here for the first week and half was not having time to go lift, especially when the gym was right there for me to use. I’m somewhat back into the flow, just rebuilding what was lost, the Rebuild Project 2012 is what I call it. So much strength lost, fucking boot camp.
I’ve not discussed much about boot camp, mostly because there wasn’t a lot to talk about. You basically get up ass early, spend the entire day being told what to do, moved from place to place, and mostly standing waiting for something to do. I suppose it made me a more disciplined person, or at least, I know what is expected of me while being in the military. Boot camp doesn’t really prepare you for the Navy in the sense that no one treats you like that in the fleet. It’s hard to explain a little bit to people who haven’t done it, I mostly found it a little stupid and frustrating. Like an example here, we spent all this time folding and putting away our clothing to be exact…and one day they just made us dump everything out and redo it, and then again, and again. Shit like that.
As far as dating, Chris and I are obviously done though we weren’t really a couple. I never asked for a label and with him being in the closet as he was, we weren’t like going to be a real couple. When I brought it up, we decided on friends with benefits, not that it mattered cause that was the last time I saw him before I left. We’ve not really been able to talk since I got out, kind of doing a phone tag thing. I’m not really motivated to talk to him, just be the same ol catch up and see you one day or another.
And I’ve had a couple of meetings here with guys, but they all kind busted into nothing. One was against military law, haha, and he wasn’t really worth that. One just I moved to quick, and I always burn out when I do. And the last one, he was alright, I just wasn’t attracted to him. We could be friends but I have no luck with that, I’ve tried it and it just is awkward. I’m not going to be able to date much after I start class anyway, so seems kinda pointless…and he would be stationed in a totally different place than me when we finish here.
I need to get out more though, cause normally I turn invites down to do things to go to the gym or have stuff to work on. I just put a high priority on working out, oh well.