| Soooo..... it's been like forever since I did an "entry". Anyways, I went from the west coast to the east to a naval base. Don't get me wrong, it's beautiful here, but I miss my valley of the sun and the mountains. I basically up and left my family, friends, and home to literally keep my friend company because she's a newly wed. Now, I don't really know if I did a good choice of judgement. She's great and all, but now I just feel more lost than I was before. The move was for me to find myself, you know, like to figure out my next move and see where life can, or could take me. Well, as of right now, it just took me across the states. On the brighter side, the drive here was awesome. I got to see things I thought I never could, took pictures of awesome state signs, and drove straight through mountain tunnels. I'm glad my friend is here, but the second weekend here, I kinda got a little to happy with a certain Mr. Jack Daniel's and maybe did somethings with a certain sailor. While my friend and her husband slept cinco de mayo away, me and their friend kinda got tooo friendly with each other. I remember certain things that happend through the night, but the last vivid thing I remember is asking him, "What if I get pregnant?". I just remember me sitting up and and looking at, knees up to his chest staring back and saying that he would take care of me. We have only spoken to each other a few occations, but when he said that, I kinda get the feeling I smiled and went to sleep. I remember the way he looked and how the computer light hit his face. Shit, I can even here his voice SO clearly. When I replay that night in my head over and over again, I can't help but feel scared. Not in a nightmare on elm street scare, but hear senserity in his voice scare. I'm just so confused right now, and the worst part, that dickhead has yet to come back. Can't lie, I am relieved that I haven't seen him, but it's killing me that I can't discuss the night with him. So, I have to ask, and opinions are more than welcome. Should I talk to him about that night, or just let if be a foggiy, yet very interesting memory? Okay then, let's see how long it will be till I blog again. Or whatver it's called. |