It is my birthday weekend so to speak, coming up in just a few days... my 19th anniversary of birth is on the following Monday- the 28th.
This weekend is full of surprises and adrenaline.
Barbecue/Birthday party is being held Friday night. Star Wars pinata included.
Blue Voyage Tour is taking The Boy and I on a pretty romantic beach getaway Saturday/Sunday-
And my War'Dell is coming back to take me and select few for rounds of drinks on the official date of celebration. I'm excited for sure.
Other news.
1.The Boy and I have exchanged some magnificent words and it scares the life out of me. Though, that saying is not properly correct- because it actually brings more life into me than ever. Tomorrow is an "anniversary" for him and I- and everything just seems in place. I have my little ticks, he has his little dents- but all is well.
Sometimes I've been wondering if this is the one to hold me for a long while.
He seems to believe this, his family included... so maybe it shall? Though I'm not inclined; just... wondering.
2.Girls are officially trying to drive me up an interior wall and it's not a far climb. I hate that I've let it get to me the way it has, it leading me to thoughts of ripping faces off and tearing into skin. I'm not a nasty fighter, I'm also in the military and have to refrain- but words do not stop it, silence does not deter it- I swear, it's as though these little pansy's are gambling their life, just to see how far they can push me. Not smart. So I keep myself occupied and when the thoughts creep up into my hindsight, I try to find something that will keep me from getting upset.
3.I'm tired. Exhausted really. Yes, I've been "going, going, going..." and have been doing well- but this past weekend from being at Kizkalazi, in the sun, with a beer or 4 in hand- I'm being drained. I'm officially back to work from training, beginning my testings and volumes for my CDC's, along with learning to write articles for the Base before I'm set off on my own, and a glorious etc will be added here. It becomes overwhelming when so much is expected of you and you want to get it all done and then priorities start to slip. Even my supervisor, when I walked into the office, to my desk said, "Are you accident prone, or are you just going to throw up?" I didn't even have to answer before he said, "I'll call the clinic." I don't need a break, I just need more sleep.
All the topics i'm seeing lately involving the elections, military, Florida appeals of gay marriage, and loads more- make me intrigued to respond.
Is it sad to say, that I just feel too lazy to put my response all together? Though I can sit here and type this out of pure boredom. Oh well.
"We look good, hand in hand-
walking back side by side, back to this hotel...
and step by step we both realize,
that it's love in this game of war-
day by day falling faster and faster...
so let's go away again, back to that land-
we look good, hand in hand-
walking back side by side, back to this hotel...
and neither of us realize to fail,
that it's love in this game of war-
and heart beat by beat, i'm yours..."
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