Journal Journal: This just in...
New semester starting in 5 days. After that, I'll probably need to hit the books a little more often. But I probably won't
New semester starting in 5 days. After that, I'll probably need to hit the books a little more often. But I probably won't
I stood up in front of the class today to describe a shinai (kendo sword). I figured it had a few advantages:
Went out last night. Met A, W, and C at a karaoke bar.
Things progressed.
Now I'm confused about last night. I know that C is (was?) interested in K, my roommate. I know that K is not interested in C. I know that they haven't talked about it since Thursday, because K has been studying his ass off. It's not a case of C being rejected by K.
It felt so right dancing with C. I enjoyed being there. She seemed to enjoy it.
Went to the meal hall for breakfast this morning. The dining area was empty except for him. Take deep breath, brace myself, walk in.
Before I get a chance to say much more than "Hi", he tells me that he knows. He spent last night trying to think of a way to tell her he's not interested, without fucking up a group of friends.
She wants to "chat".
She comes over tonight. With her friend. Bad sign.
It's not working out between us. I can deal with that, it's normal.
She's interested in my roommate.
She says she doesn't want to do anything that'll hurt us (roommate & me). She doesn't want to strain our friendship.
She's leaving it up to me to decide whether to tell him; she claims she'll abide by my decision.
Thanks to Sol, John, Sam, and Insane for your support in my pre-date journal. You were all right - it was nothing to be afraid of. Don't know what I was all worked up for.
Why am I so nervous? Is it because this is the first her-and-me only date? Is it because this is my first "first date" in eleven years? Or is this normal?
Why do I see Murphy staring me in the face every time I turn around?
The world can't possibly come crashing down around my ears tonight. So why does it feel like my smallest mistake can make that happen?
One hour, 33 minutes 'til the restaurant reservation.
Got hauled into the lecture hall on Thursday. Actually, the entire class did. Seems a guy in my class was an undercover cop. Busted a second-year student for selling drugs. Also went to several parties, and took names of underage drinkers and the overly rowdy. Chief tore us all a new asshole.
Woke up this morning, considered putting on the uniform but decided to wait until after breakfast. After trudging through knee-deep snow (the plough came in behind us), we got to the meal hall, where we heard the wonderful news on the radio.
MUN is closed for weather.
Long flight. I left home at 6 AM on the first (Pacific time), arrived in Newfoundland at 2:30 AM (Newfoundland time) the next day.
My luggage didn't.
So, along with half the people on my flight, I go to the baggage claims desk. I get to the front of the line, and give the guy my info. 2 boxes, 2 bags. OK, we'll trace them and get them to you ASAP.
It's snowy, blowy, and cold here. I'm looking forward to going home this weekend
Turns out that the military won't arrange my flight, but they will pay for it. And, since I'm flying across the country, they'll pay my entire expenses (lesser of my expenses or $1900, and my flight is $1400, so I get it all).
This fucking pisses me off. We were told at the beginning that we would be sent home for Christmas. For the last week, we've been trying to get information from the Admin types, so we can book flights before they're sold out.
The course is going well; 14 men on Naval Combat Systems, and 1 woman on Marine Engineering. We're hoping we'll be more-or-less together when we get to MUN.
It's been a change in lifestyle getting here. From what I've been told, it gets even more interesting when I get to boot camp, but nothing I wasn't expecting anyway.
After Goliath's defeat, giants ceased to command respect. - Freeman Dyson