I changed my major at school twice. I started the last school year as an Education major then switched at semester to just English. I thought things would go well credits-wise, but apparently not. I was told that the past four years in college have only collected two years worth of satisfaction in my major. Fantastic, right? So...
...I decided to join the Navy. I signed up at the beginning of this summer and I've got a ship-date of January 12, 2011. I did very well on my ASVAB (Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery) - a 92! I qualified for many positions and ended up selecting the Advanced Electronics/Computer Field career. I don't know yet what sort of job I will end up having, but I figure it will be fun. I'm training in Great Lakes, IL, which means I'll be close to Chicago. Joining the Navy seems like it will be a great decision down the line, but it has led to some heartache.
Shortly before I signed my papers I started seeing a girl. We hit it off well. I really liked her and she seemed to like me too. Less than two months ago, we became full-on girlfriend/boyfriend. It was great. We got a long well. We listened to music together; we went to concerts; we had a great time. Then, she broke up with me. That was less than a week ago. She has her own issues to deal with, and I get that. She also wasn't stoked about the Navy, and I get that too. I just wish it could have worked out. I really like that girl; she's special.
Which brings me to now. I'm bummed. Hell, I'm posting on this blog, so you probably already knew that. (remember my revelations in the other posts?) It's rough. I don't want to be alone, but I can't fault a woman for saying no when I'm clearly entering a period of uncertainty. So where does that leave me? I don't know. I'm still working through this break-up and I'm waiting for my mind to clear. It'll be a while, but I know I'll be fine. Doesn't suck any less though.
I wrote in my mole-skin for the first time the other day. I'll present what I wrote here, though I can't vouch for it being worth anything:
Sitting outsidelistening to my own thoughtskilling myself slowly with this cigarette in between my lipsIt stops the words from comingout of my mouth but notthe dialog inside my mindThere are cars passing byreminding me of those times wehad driving around town listeningto our ipods, searching for aplace to have coffee and totalk about our dayBirds mingle and chatter likewe would in bedplayful and serious all at onceyet the breeze, like a breathseparates the words ofindividualscalm and violentdamage without harmcomforting but chillingall contained in a sigh
So there you go. To wrap this up, here's a song:
