The pirate life is the life for me.
Ahhhhhhhh... how nice it would be to live the life of a pirate... raiding the privelaged to benefit yourself... all well and good... but nothing beats the satisfaction of elluding, no, better yet... out-playing the Navy.
I am almost entirely moved in up here in Maine. The next chapter of my life is about to begin with the old cast of characters retiring (temporarily, of course) to make way for a new group. I live in Brunswick... new address is: 24 Cumberland Street Apartment A, Brunswick, ME 04011. I plan on going to school up here in Portland in the fall and in the meantime I will be working at the hugemongous Old Navy in South Portland... I've got some sweet deal.
Home life is nice. Living with Aki is fun, sometimes you just feel like it'll work out despite some of the petty bullshit we are dragged through simply because we are young, gay, and pretty. Hahhhhhaaa... no lie. Water fights and spotaneous wrestling frequents Apartment A and with little to do until summer is in full fledge, you will often find us engaged in books, movies, or eachother (OH SNAP, I WENT THERE).
I don't officially move in until May 1st, but every weekend I will be up here until then. Pretty much. Next Monday, the 17th, Aki leaves for Jacksonville for 8 days. This is our first test of how I will handle the deployments. Its minor, but it will help me grasp the true seriousness of the military. In June, he may be deployed to Iraq for two months. If that is the case, and my first summer up in Maine is spent alone... I may lose it, so I'm gonna need support and some friends up here to make the time go by without too many tears. I'm not quite ready right now, but hopefully when the time comes, I will be. You never really fully accept departure, though.
I'm watching some movie about a submarine, Crimson Tide, right now by myself. Running shorts and socks are an underrated outfit for Saturday night leisure. No one is here to enjoy the view however, Aki went to the club with his Navy pals, gay Navy pals... to a gay club. Am I a fan of this? Hell no. But its a long two year before I can reap the benefits of being of age... and until then I either have to accept it or drive myself to insanity worrying about it. I just don't like alcohol when its not in me, or I'm not around to guide the consumer... I'm a professional designated driver. Despite my understanding of the situation, I'm miserable right now. When you throw yourself into work or school, you tend to lose focus on your social life. When you throw yourself into your social life, you lose focus on work and school; I've maintained a nice balance and have seen success on both fronts, but I feel like I'm losing grip on both sides and I don't know what to do.
I want friends up here, I wish you all would pack up and move here with me. I'm terrified of starting over again, but with the guaranteed year I'll be up here, with the definite possibility of another three after that... I have to acclimate. If we were in Manchester, I'd be fine with going out separately on a Saturday night, but in this place... where I have no one but Aki... and he goes out... I feel like a underappreciated housewife, waiting for her man to come home from the tracks or something absolutely ridiculously cliche like that.
It's going to be a long night, so I guess I should head back to my movie and then my book. Goodnight, friends... hopefully I'll see you soon.
I am almost entirely moved in up here in Maine. The next chapter of my life is about to begin with the old cast of characters retiring (temporarily, of course) to make way for a new group. I live in Brunswick... new address is: 24 Cumberland Street Apartment A, Brunswick, ME 04011. I plan on going to school up here in Portland in the fall and in the meantime I will be working at the hugemongous Old Navy in South Portland... I've got some sweet deal.
Home life is nice. Living with Aki is fun, sometimes you just feel like it'll work out despite some of the petty bullshit we are dragged through simply because we are young, gay, and pretty. Hahhhhhaaa... no lie. Water fights and spotaneous wrestling frequents Apartment A and with little to do until summer is in full fledge, you will often find us engaged in books, movies, or eachother (OH SNAP, I WENT THERE).
I don't officially move in until May 1st, but every weekend I will be up here until then. Pretty much. Next Monday, the 17th, Aki leaves for Jacksonville for 8 days. This is our first test of how I will handle the deployments. Its minor, but it will help me grasp the true seriousness of the military. In June, he may be deployed to Iraq for two months. If that is the case, and my first summer up in Maine is spent alone... I may lose it, so I'm gonna need support and some friends up here to make the time go by without too many tears. I'm not quite ready right now, but hopefully when the time comes, I will be. You never really fully accept departure, though.
I'm watching some movie about a submarine, Crimson Tide, right now by myself. Running shorts and socks are an underrated outfit for Saturday night leisure. No one is here to enjoy the view however, Aki went to the club with his Navy pals, gay Navy pals... to a gay club. Am I a fan of this? Hell no. But its a long two year before I can reap the benefits of being of age... and until then I either have to accept it or drive myself to insanity worrying about it. I just don't like alcohol when its not in me, or I'm not around to guide the consumer... I'm a professional designated driver. Despite my understanding of the situation, I'm miserable right now. When you throw yourself into work or school, you tend to lose focus on your social life. When you throw yourself into your social life, you lose focus on work and school; I've maintained a nice balance and have seen success on both fronts, but I feel like I'm losing grip on both sides and I don't know what to do.
I want friends up here, I wish you all would pack up and move here with me. I'm terrified of starting over again, but with the guaranteed year I'll be up here, with the definite possibility of another three after that... I have to acclimate. If we were in Manchester, I'd be fine with going out separately on a Saturday night, but in this place... where I have no one but Aki... and he goes out... I feel like a underappreciated housewife, waiting for her man to come home from the tracks or something absolutely ridiculously cliche like that.
It's going to be a long night, so I guess I should head back to my movie and then my book. Goodnight, friends... hopefully I'll see you soon.