so...lets see...events since being in Balad
went to kuwait long enough to change into civilian clothes and fly to frankfurt. The flight felt ritzy even those it was economy class, perphaps because i'm not used to being served anything and by now have become used to easily falling asleep anywhere. The plane had these little TV screens on the back of each seat which i thought was a total trip and movies you could PICK from...sweet huh!?
well i finally got to Frankfurt where i met the family, showered and then took off driving to Munich, surprisingly we did reather well and reach our hotel.
We had a minor scare when the hotel told us that instead of three night s we were only booked for one and that the reservation wasn't till the next day...not gunna lie by this point i was a little tired, cranky, and hungry...not exactly the best combo. Nevertheless we went their sister hotel, and we're staying there. I really like it, it's nice. The hotel sits just beyond the city center but still sorta in the city if that makes any sense, it's small and simple but still really clean cut and has everything you could need..AND the breakfast rocks...at least i think so:D
internet isn't too bad since the cafe is just down the block from the hotel so it gives me a chance to be on my own without totally wigging out my family. i love them so much and it's awesome to see them but just being here is still a total culture shock to me so a little time to myself really helps.
Since tonight is newyears i'm hoping maybe we'll go to the olympic park, i think it will be really cool, if not i think i still wanna wonder around and take cool pictures, i'm so excited about having my camera:D
so ill end this as i have to get back to the hotel, for my brothers and sisters still stuck in Iraq...please know even though i'm here i'm thinking of you and miss you alot already.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Friday, December 28, 2007
Predicting The Future.
you should really not try to predict the future. Ever.
I say this because I'm still sitting in Balad because of what one solider decided to joke about. I'm sure it's quite possible he had absolutely nothing to do with it, but since it was his joke, and we need something to blame for the delays, he, without knowing it of course, volunteered himself for that position. He's perfect. Butthole.
You see we were standing in line ready to do whatever it is that you do before boarding a C1 30...or C 17...when he began to joke about how they all of a sudden wouldn't have room for all of us, or how we would get delayed forever at the last minute. Two second later they came out and told us our flight was delayed. I blame it all on the cheap psychic impostor. I told him he should keep his mouth shut and not predict anything, or say anything for that matter and turned back around. It was him, i swear.
So now we're all still sitting here, at Balad for just a little while longer till this whole shin-dig kicks off so I can get on with this whole break/seeing the fam thing.
I say this because I'm still sitting in Balad because of what one solider decided to joke about. I'm sure it's quite possible he had absolutely nothing to do with it, but since it was his joke, and we need something to blame for the delays, he, without knowing it of course, volunteered himself for that position. He's perfect. Butthole.
You see we were standing in line ready to do whatever it is that you do before boarding a C1 30...or C 17...when he began to joke about how they all of a sudden wouldn't have room for all of us, or how we would get delayed forever at the last minute. Two second later they came out and told us our flight was delayed. I blame it all on the cheap psychic impostor. I told him he should keep his mouth shut and not predict anything, or say anything for that matter and turned back around. It was him, i swear.
So now we're all still sitting here, at Balad for just a little while longer till this whole shin-dig kicks off so I can get on with this whole break/seeing the fam thing.
Oh Balad!
i really must suck at this whole blog thing.
i just erased what was supposed to be my first post..hopefully this will work, or I'm leaving. seriously.
so Alex started his blog again, i say this because now that i may have continuous Internet access it sorta motivates me to go for the gold. okay or not. But it did motivate me to give this thing another shot, so here goes nothing.
For the record I really don't like Balad, and i have no idea why I'm doing this, or at least, no idea why I'm doing this at this hour. It's one am and I'm manifested for a flight to Kuwait early tomorrow morning, from there hopefully I'll fly to Germany. I feel rather indifferent right now... i think that only because it's late and for the past few days I've been stuck in life's limbo trying to get out of this place. Finally, a chance to get a break and see the family, I'm excited(smile) i really am, it's just late. yeah.
so i suppose in a few days ill post up a couple copies of some letters i wrote to my brother a while back, just to make up for a the blogging i didn't do. I'm not a writer, sorry, and not a good blogger for that matter...which on some level i suppose is okay with me. Blogger is synonymous with angry bitter person, and even though often i can be both, who want to admit to that right? that's no fun. i guess I'm say hopefully I'm not...that would sorta suck as I'd like to think I'm mostly a glass half full type of person...mostly, I'm not perfect either.
and with that i think ill leave, because i have perfected the art of rambling on a tangent..and god bless you if you are still reading, because remember its one am, and i 'm not the writer, just a girl that wants her break, and can't wait to see her family.
i just erased what was supposed to be my first post..hopefully this will work, or I'm leaving. seriously.
so Alex started his blog again, i say this because now that i may have continuous Internet access it sorta motivates me to go for the gold. okay or not. But it did motivate me to give this thing another shot, so here goes nothing.
For the record I really don't like Balad, and i have no idea why I'm doing this, or at least, no idea why I'm doing this at this hour. It's one am and I'm manifested for a flight to Kuwait early tomorrow morning, from there hopefully I'll fly to Germany. I feel rather indifferent right now... i think that only because it's late and for the past few days I've been stuck in life's limbo trying to get out of this place. Finally, a chance to get a break and see the family, I'm excited(smile) i really am, it's just late. yeah.
so i suppose in a few days ill post up a couple copies of some letters i wrote to my brother a while back, just to make up for a the blogging i didn't do. I'm not a writer, sorry, and not a good blogger for that matter...which on some level i suppose is okay with me. Blogger is synonymous with angry bitter person, and even though often i can be both, who want to admit to that right? that's no fun. i guess I'm say hopefully I'm not...that would sorta suck as I'd like to think I'm mostly a glass half full type of person...mostly, I'm not perfect either.
and with that i think ill leave, because i have perfected the art of rambling on a tangent..and god bless you if you are still reading, because remember its one am, and i 'm not the writer, just a girl that wants her break, and can't wait to see her family.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
leaving home and airports and stuff
so i really don't even feel in the writing mood but oh well...
it's definitely like 245 am and ill be leaving home for the last time in a few hours
i feel awful, their is so much love here
i wish you could feel it...i don't want to go to the airport
airports are always awkward and everyone knows it.
No matter what you do you eventually have to say bye and then you stand there
two feet away in the security line...it's awkward
you look back, and look back again..and again and maybe one last time as you put your shoes on and walk away after going threw the metal detector deal...
annnd maybe a wave or something as the receiving party stares and waves helplessly as if it will make the situation better...it doesn't
i've been dreading the day i have to leave my family at the airport...i've been somehow thinking that maybe it won't be as hard as i imagine
i highly doubt it
what if they cry? ill crack like an egg...my family is so sweet, i love them so much and i don't at all want to hurt them...
time for bed.
it's definitely like 245 am and ill be leaving home for the last time in a few hours
i feel awful, their is so much love here
i wish you could feel it...i don't want to go to the airport
airports are always awkward and everyone knows it.
No matter what you do you eventually have to say bye and then you stand there
two feet away in the security line...it's awkward
you look back, and look back again..and again and maybe one last time as you put your shoes on and walk away after going threw the metal detector deal...
annnd maybe a wave or something as the receiving party stares and waves helplessly as if it will make the situation better...it doesn't
i've been dreading the day i have to leave my family at the airport...i've been somehow thinking that maybe it won't be as hard as i imagine
i highly doubt it
what if they cry? ill crack like an egg...my family is so sweet, i love them so much and i don't at all want to hurt them...
time for bed.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Elise my best friend EVER since about age three is visiting..it's awesome
in fact she sitting next to me
just watched a movie...it was pretty sick...in a good way
annnd to vent a little....
k....its not a very convincing argument that you give a shit about my life if you NEVER EVER keep in touch with me...never answer any of my messages, ever call back, and then when you do you try and blame it on anything but yourself....no you just BLOW as a friend...yeah..and chances are if your reading this..it probably does not even apply to you ..I'm just venting...
well and trying to get in the habit of blogging...
oh sorry about the language
other than that...yesterday some people came over for a goodbye shin dig...it went well
the food rocked
tom should be sweet
santa cruz with elise and christine!
peace!
in fact she sitting next to me
just watched a movie...it was pretty sick...in a good way
annnd to vent a little....
k....its not a very convincing argument that you give a shit about my life if you NEVER EVER keep in touch with me...never answer any of my messages, ever call back, and then when you do you try and blame it on anything but yourself....no you just BLOW as a friend...yeah..and chances are if your reading this..it probably does not even apply to you ..I'm just venting...
well and trying to get in the habit of blogging...
oh sorry about the language
other than that...yesterday some people came over for a goodbye shin dig...it went well
the food rocked
tom should be sweet
santa cruz with elise and christine!
peace!
Thursday, March 29, 2007
yay blogging!
never blogged before...nice...:D
it's my last week at home, actually my last in the US...ouch, never really thought I'd say something like that...well at least for the next twelve to eighteen months. I think it hit me when we started packing up all our shit like a month ago. yeah. Since then i think I've answered the same handful of questions about lets see... a million times...yeah thats about right...
lets see if i can clarify some of them for you eh?
first NO, i don't know where exactly I'm going or what exactly I'll be doing...therefore, just about everything a a big question mark. NO i don't know what my schedule will look like, NO i don't know how communication will work when i get there and NO i obviously don't know my address and if your a real thinker you may have figured out that if i tell you i don't know where I'm going then MAYBE i don't know how hot the area will be. Please folks.
lets see.. how do i feel...
i don't know, weird?! It's odd thinking that your about to put your life on pause for a year. Not like its not weird enough being in the army and coming home to visit but everyone else's life will go on for a year. I'm gunna come back and poof! a year later. Once the reality of it all hits i find myself thinking of all the little things. things i won't do, have, or have access to. i won't drive my car down the street singing to whatever god awful song is playing. i won't go to the supermarket or over to a friends place. i won't wear civilian clothes. i won't pick my meals. i won't do my hair(other than in a bun)...their will be no need and nowhere to go...I find it's one of the hardest feeling to describe. It's not fear i feel, maybe a little bit anxious but i think thats reality.
I'm chill right now, almost like the calm before a storm. Their are some things that just don't matter. Or people that did that I'm done wasting my time with. is that mean? hope not, it doesn't phase me. i haven't made plans other than a small get together tonight. I'm not too stressed about it though who ever comes comes. I'm not worried about doing everything and seeing everyone. I almost feel just that much more numb than ever before.
Maybe now I'm just rambling..but isn't that sorta what the hell these things are, if its a total waste of time then i guess it just won't get read right?....
i burned my tongue on my coffee this morning...
and played duck duck goose to set this damn thing up....
more to come later but i gotta go.duty calls.
i need to get better at the whole blogging thing...
it's my last week at home, actually my last in the US...ouch, never really thought I'd say something like that...well at least for the next twelve to eighteen months. I think it hit me when we started packing up all our shit like a month ago. yeah. Since then i think I've answered the same handful of questions about lets see... a million times...yeah thats about right...
lets see if i can clarify some of them for you eh?
first NO, i don't know where exactly I'm going or what exactly I'll be doing...therefore, just about everything a a big question mark. NO i don't know what my schedule will look like, NO i don't know how communication will work when i get there and NO i obviously don't know my address and if your a real thinker you may have figured out that if i tell you i don't know where I'm going then MAYBE i don't know how hot the area will be. Please folks.
lets see.. how do i feel...
i don't know, weird?! It's odd thinking that your about to put your life on pause for a year. Not like its not weird enough being in the army and coming home to visit but everyone else's life will go on for a year. I'm gunna come back and poof! a year later. Once the reality of it all hits i find myself thinking of all the little things. things i won't do, have, or have access to. i won't drive my car down the street singing to whatever god awful song is playing. i won't go to the supermarket or over to a friends place. i won't wear civilian clothes. i won't pick my meals. i won't do my hair(other than in a bun)...their will be no need and nowhere to go...I find it's one of the hardest feeling to describe. It's not fear i feel, maybe a little bit anxious but i think thats reality.
I'm chill right now, almost like the calm before a storm. Their are some things that just don't matter. Or people that did that I'm done wasting my time with. is that mean? hope not, it doesn't phase me. i haven't made plans other than a small get together tonight. I'm not too stressed about it though who ever comes comes. I'm not worried about doing everything and seeing everyone. I almost feel just that much more numb than ever before.
Maybe now I'm just rambling..but isn't that sorta what the hell these things are, if its a total waste of time then i guess it just won't get read right?....
i burned my tongue on my coffee this morning...
and played duck duck goose to set this damn thing up....
more to come later but i gotta go.duty calls.
i need to get better at the whole blogging thing...
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