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Well I puked for the first time on our way down to Balad in a Blackhawk. Good thing I kept a baggie in my body armor. My stomach was just not agreeing with me during all the turns and dives. Good thing everyone was asleep when I threw up so it wasnt as embarrassing. I've been flying everywhere recently. I went to Balad overnight to see the hospital and how they run their casualty reporting. The littlest things make me happy now. I was excited to be able to go to dinner in army PTs instead of full desert combat uniform. Then I flew back to my camp, packed up all my shit, said bye to my friends, then flew out to my new camp the next morning. I'm digging it a lot here so far (even though its only been 3 hours). We live in a house and I'll be moving into my own room in a few days. There are only 6 of us here, which is soooo much better than the 40+ people I was living near back at my old camp. Except I had to leave my boy toy which makes me kinda sad but he'll still be there when I have to go back in July.