Hey world, sorry it's been a minute. Long ass weekend. Friday night I had dinner plans with my family and I hung out with R which was fun. It's was like it's two months later and nothing has changed. We talked some about what happens if he isn't eligible to enlist:

1.) He goes away to aeronautical school for a bachelors and then flies commercially based from wherever he is living.
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2.) He gets his license and degree locally and then flies commercially or teaches flying based from here.

Guess which one I want!

 I can't even put to words how happy I would be if he stayed. I would be in college at that point and after my first year having to live on campus we could get an apartment together. We both have jobs that we could keep while going to school so money wouldn't be a huge problem. He could fly and see the world without being in danger or combat or gone for months at a time... And he would come back here to me. Maybe it's just me but I don't get the whole "wanderlust" thing. A vacation is cool or maybe a semester abroad, but why do people not want to stay somewhere long enough to put down roots? Roots are what you build a career and a life and a family on. Everything I want, and have ever wanted, with him. I guess I'll keep you updated on that.

Saturday I was booked solid and capped it off with a nervous breakdown. College tour 11-1, rehearsal 2-3, and work 4-11. By the time I got home I just wanted to sit down and cry because my back hurt so bad. School is getting to me and the next month is going to be a literal hell. But hey, in exactly one month I will be finishing my finals so I guess it's a win/lose.

Yesterday a friend and I drove up to see R at work, which was awesome. We both work at our respectable restaurants, but at his he's a server and at mine I'm a hostess/kitchen-hand. I love watching him work, he could send somebody off of a cliff with just a smile and thy would go happily thinking it was their idea. Then I called off because I did NOT feel like dealing with that shit all night. R and I took advantage of an empty house for the first time in months and then made dinner together. Why would it be so hard to just do that for the rest of our lives, huh?

Then we went to see "The Other Woman" and let me tell you that it was hilarious. And Kate Upton? Dear God...

Now I am here talking to you lovely people and eating a bagel, and for the moment life is good. Talk to me in a couple hours when I'm buried in laundry and scrambling to finish calculus homework.

- A

Fucking bomb-ass Physics student up in here \m/

- A

Well last night was fun. By fun I mean exhausting and that it lasted far longer than it should have. Got to work and we were SO overstaffed that within the first couple hours they sent about half of us home. Now what cheeses me off is that I picked up the shift because they were "desperate" for me to cover for this kid D, but the idiot showed up anyways (which is ironic because it's one of the few times he actually showed up for his shift in my knowing him)! And who do they send home? NOT ME! Ugh I'm 50 shades of salty about the whole ordeal. In addition to this I was stuck running the phones all night and making popcorn. And can I just say that if you let your kid throw popcorn all over the lobby of a well-maintained restaurant as you leave, you sir are a butt-monkey.  I work at a local restaurant chain by the by.

Upside: after I got home from this hellish experience my night turned around and R and I bought our Tim McGraw tickets for this summer :)

I would start in on overbearing parents relating to an experience I also underwent last night but I have a lot to say on the topic and I'm in class at the moment. Another time.

I have to go and try to pass a test now even though we had 8 snow days and this test (our last test) was supposed to be cut from the curriculum but, because of how our system is structured, they crammed it in anyways. This has exactly no benefits for anyone because:

A.) We are all going to fail this test
and
B.) We are wasting precious AP test review time

I'm also going to make a note to rant about the education system and unrealistic expectations because I have plenty to say.

I'm seeing R before he goes to work tonight, so I'll let you know how that goes... We haven't talked much about him enlisting since he found out about his hearing yesterday. I know he's upset and I want to feel bad but I just can't. And yeah, I know that makes me a selfish bitch. Oh well.

Peace, love, and ovaries;

- A

So call me a horrible human being, but I just got news that made my day and ruined his simultaneously. Previously mentioned long-term love, lets call him R, found out that because of an issue with his hearing he may not be eligible to enlist. Yes, it's his dream and he was super excited and all of that but I couldn't be happier at the thought of him not going anywhere. Being with him makes my heart happy and if that means him not running away to San Antonio then so be it.

This is made especially awesome accompanying the fact that I no longer have to hit him with my car to make him stay.
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Just realized I sound like the crazy chick from Misery.
I'm going to go now.

- A

Hello World

Well kiddies, post #1.

So last night I broke up with my rebound boyfriend of almost a month. This morning my long-term love, the one that needed rebounding from, swore into the Air Force. I support our military and even go so far as to wear red every Friday, but when he leaves I plan to move on and he does too. I have no place for a Dear John love affair in my personal life.

Things have sort of sucked lately. I got asked to prom and then un-asked after I found a dress, my physics partner decided to work by herself the day before blueprints were due, I have almost $0, 3 sets of exams in the next month, summer school, college course registration, and in roughly 24 hours I'll be getting railed by an AP Government exam. I still have a smile on my face even though there's no lube in sight.

Woke up late and had to wash my hair in the sink because the shower was occupied, but Flogging Molly came on while I was commuting, so it wasn't a total loss.

We rehearsed one of our choir pieces today with the percussion accompanists and dear God it needs work. My director is a nut and the poor boys played so loud it was like we were whispering in comparison. Concert is in two Thursdays and I'm developing an ulcer.   \m/

Gotta work later so I'm sure I'll have fun stories about overcooked food and pervy middle-aged men when I get back.

Wish me luck!

- A