Going Home
I have less than a week left before I get off the ship. I'm doing my best to avoid getting into any fights with anyone. People that I don't like working with still get on my nerves but I take it in stride because I know I'm leaving and there is nothing they can say or do about it. Other than that life is good. I have already found out who my real friends are on this deployment, and that is no one from CALIFORNIA. I say fuck them, I'll never forgive them and I will be happy as soon as I meet some real people, the people have met are all fake to me. I'm done trying to be polite to people that don't give a fuck about me. I've always been nice to people and I have been taken for granted. This includes Janelle, Eryka, Theda, Kelly and every other bitch I've met in California.