Mood: Stressed

Music: No Air (Piano Version) - Boyce Avenue

There's so much to say since I haven't been updating a long while. I don't know. I guess whenever I get on and start typing my blog, everything just goes blank. I don't know where to start.

Life in the navy, is well, fun - in a way. There's always so much to do and you're always busy. Even though you've been b*llshitting around. Forgive my language, it's hard not getting influenced, and at the same time, that very words fits.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm beginning to grow, or just beginning to be perverted. You start thinking about these stuff and start wondering how the hell you started and how the hell it's going to work. But oh well, that's how things are. You start understanding them and to you, it would not be new. It would be normal - normal as breathing.

Trashcans.

Trashcans always get full. Depending on the size of the trashcan, it still gets full. I get that's how my system works. My patience was never my specialty, but I've always considered it as long. I guess I try to work with things until I can't no longer. Do you think that would be a good thing? But when I've had enough, enough IS enough.

Maybe I was not made to live around people. Maybe I was not meant to live on this earth to be with people but to keep to myself. I've always done this, and well, that's how I gained respect. It's always different for different people. Self preference. But still, it still applies to everyone - or at least, most people.

How can I make a small problem be utterly big? Everything single problem piles up leading to one big snow ball. This I learned from someone very special. Which comes to find - he was right. Elderly people really want to help you prevent mistakes they've already made. But it's sad seeing them aggravated all the time due to incomplete ventilation. Hey, that's how they want it, right?

Mood:Sleepy
Written: 13OCT09

As I walked step by step closer to the podium, the more I started to dread it. This is such a boring watch. I figured.

I stood there for a minute, realizing that 4 and a half hours of doing nothing will make me fall asleep. Thus, walking around might ease it up a little bit. At times I would jump, just to keep myself awake. But then again I've been making myself look like an idiot in front of the cameras.

After a few minutes, I managed to keep myself awake. How? By thinking about the stuff that happened last Sunday. It was fairly interesting, since it was new to me. I loved how he carressed my arm and played with my hair. I could imagine it being a dream, I guess I would be afraid if he were to disappear in a sudden poof of smoke and I would wake up. But what really kept me awake was imagining the n*ices he made. Whenever I thought about it, I would burst out laughing. Hey, it's a good way to keep myself awake, right?

While I was haivng those kinds of sessions, AC1 Lancelin logged aboard. I felt embarrassed, and at the same time thankful for being a mental mute. I believe he started to wonder I was turning red.

He walked at a normal pace towards me.
"Good Morning, Petty Officer."
"Good Morning." said he.

He told me what was supposed to be written, walked off as I did my part. Hang on, what was he eating?

Oh. Ice Cream.

Dang he made me hungry. I haven't eaten yet. :( But oh well I though it was cute.

Being in the state that I was, hungry, tired, sleepy and pushed, drawing things in my mind was the only way I lived.

"Practice Makes Perfect."
Another thought.

Hell yea. Ice Cream.

It made sense to me. We should try ice cream. The feeling would be intense. Strawberry-flavored ice cream trickling down your spine. As it trickled, you would feel this cold sensation which would lead to you heightening your senses. I like it messy. I guess after that...

shower. ;)

Mood:Grateful


"You don't get a lot of chances of starting a new life. This is it. This is one of them." - Navy PFM instructor.

It's sad I forgot her name. I think I intentionally did that due to her actions toward. Well I get it, it was not my fault. But I just don't get why she had to stare at me and stop the whole class. It was not my fault I blinked and made it look like I was falling asleep. It made no sense to me why I had to take this class. It all came to me when I realized we were getting paid to keep awake, also, we were getting college credits for this. Shoot.

I'm happy to say that this may be my new home for a couple of months. I'm not entirely sure how long though. Living here for a week made me feel better. Definitely a lot better.

Never did I feel lonely here. Even though I've been doing everything by myself. It kept me happy inside. Imagine 2 months of having somebody with you. Every single damn time you use the Head (bathroom) you have someone with you. The only thing that grants you privacy is the voice inside your head. Your own voice. Even as it's present, the only thing you'll be thinking about is your family - which only makes you feel worse.

I walked all the way to the gym with my PT (Physical Training) gear. My strap where my cellphone shook while I walked a mile to the gym. A whole lot of marines were there. I felt intimidated by their built bodies. They really were working out. The marines have the hardest boot camp. The navy is well, not so bad. I ran 2 miles then started heading back to the barracks to take a shower. I had duty you see. I could not be late for muster (attendance). The navy needs to know where you're at at all times. That's why we muster a minimum of twice a day. It sucks I know. But it's the navy. We get paid to b*llsh*t. Just kidding. We're just getting ready for the fleet.

I walked all the way to the galley (cafeteria) all by myself. It was a long, hot walk, but I enjoyed it. I ate and called my mother. At least the food here is a lot better than boot camp. Affirmatively a lot better. To top it off, it's free too.

As I walked back, I appreciated the scenery. The moon was breath-taking. It was reflected by the sea. The lights inside the buildings too were well beautiful. It matched perfectly with its surroundings.

Another start is what I call it. Today, "A" school. Tomorrow, The fleet. I wonder when my next adventure shall take place.

More stories next time. I shall go to muster then reminisce on the beach.

Mood: In a rush


Liberty weekend started last Friday since that was our graduation day. I'm happy to say that I'm back. I'll try to make up for all the days I haven't been updating. As you guys know, I haven't been on the computer for approximately 2 months. It's been so long okay, but I learned a whole bunch of stuff.

It's sad to say that I won't have a whole lot of time to blog anymore, since I'll be busy with everything. I won't have to worry about money and the like anymore, since being in the Navy already is my Job.

These 2 months that passed went by pretty quick. Don't you think?
You know what? The moment I came in bootcamp the RDCs and stuff started yelling at us. I came prepared, but it still scared the heck out of me. It was such a shock. You would feel that you're all alone and everything but yet I got through it. I barely got any sleep the first night. They made us sleep in a classroom on the desk for 2 hours then we had to go about the routine. I don't remember what happened after that. It's been what? 2 months. But oh well. Haha the first 4 weeks wasn't good at all. We got punished all the time but then again we learned. We became a lot stronger too. hehe The remaining weeks came by quick. The gas chamber, live fire, firefighting, and battlestations was so totally fun. I can't go into detail what we did due to the contract I signed. lol But all I can say that it was totally fun and I learned a whole bunch of stuff from it. It surely is a memory of a lifetime. I guess I'll explain next time when I have time. I'm at the Navy Exchange right now so I only have a few minutes. I only have 3 days remaining here. Tomorrow, we have blood drive and the next day I think we'll be doing our pride run. The pride run is where we'll be running around the whole base. I'm not quite sure how many miles is that but it sounds totally fun. After that, I'll be leaving for "A" school which is going to be in Pensacola, Florida. Yeay Disney World! lol Once I get there my mom will send my cellphone. I can't wait! Well that's all for now.

Will update soon! miss you guys!

Love,

AR Martinez, A.G.