Today at work I was thinking about my life and where it has taken me so far. I hate a few things in my life right now, however, the good things that have recently happened overpower the bad and that is what is keeping my sane.

The main thing that I can NOT stand is my roommate or this living situation. This is my last summer to do what I want. Granted, I need the money so I work, I don’t want to spend money on living in a place that I don’t feel safe at or with a roommate that I don’t trust or feel comfortable living with, but I really just don’t want to spend the money on rent. He claims that he is trying to find someone to replace me, but I feel like he seriously doesn’t give a shit and isn’t trying. I feel like he is just torturing me and it is literally killing me.
Something that just changed today, I just got a second job. I’m incredibly excited, however, I will never have time to see my boyfriend. It doesn’t help that he lives an hour away. :( It makes me sad. I also feel like I will probably not ever have a life again. Buffalo Wild Wings and Family Video are my new life.

Good things..
I got a second job, as I’ve already mentioned. It pays more, I get a lot of hours, and also, I sometimes get commission. I’m proud of myself for getting this job.
I recently just swore into the Navy. There hasn’t been one day that I have regretted it. I look forward to leaving. I am actually very excited. I’m just really going to miss everyone. Five months..


And the things that keep me sane..
Mainly my boyfriend. I don’t think there is a time where we aren’t texting or talking or together. He lets me vent to him about everything. The worst part is the fact that I probably complain and bitch about the same things over and over and over again; the best part is the fact that he hasn’t told me to shut up yet. He’s definitely the best and I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend.
My grandparents definitely help me out also. They are very supportive with the fact that I joined the military. They are the only family I have told. I’m scared to tell the rest of my family. I just don’t know what to say. The best part about my grandparents is the fact that they are proud of me even though they disagreed with me at first on the whole thing. I love my grandparents so much. I don’t know what I would do without them.

Basically, I am just really happy with the way my life is going. I am lucky to have an amazing family, the best boyfriend in the world, and two jobs that are able to give me enough hours to work.

I’m pretty sure that my boyfriend is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

It’s not even summer yet, but I feel like it is. Maybe it’s because I am extremely happy with my life right now. A few weeks ago, I met someone (a guy, of course) who I would consider to be very important to me.

The unfortunate part to all of this is that it was at MEPS. It gets to me every time I think about it. Out of all places, why did it have to be there?

Anyways, it’s a funny story.
I was sitting in a chair outside of a room where there were other young adults sitting at computers taking the ASVAB. As I was sitting down, I was just looking around this unfamiliar place. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I saw this guy walking out of the room with the computers. As he walked out, I was called in. What a shame, he was the cutest guy I’ve seen all day. Not only the cutest, but the first that I hadn’t been acquainted with all day. Not that it mattered anymore, I would never see this guy again. My thought? “Oh well.” I proceeded to take the ASVAB.

After the ASVAB, I took a bus to the hotel that was given to everyone that had to attend MEPS the next morning. I sat alone. I didn’t know anyone and I am always shy at first. I just decided not to talk.

When I got to the hotel, we had to check in. This lady gave us all the rules about the lounge and dinner for the night and hotel room and what time we had to be up in the morning, etc. The only thing running through my mind at that time was food. I was incredibly hungry. The only problem with that, I didn’t want to eat alone. I was pretty determined to talk to someone and maybe make a friend to eat with. It was a little after six o’clock when I decided to hang out in the lounge (the only place all of the young adults could hang out). Of course, I was there alone. I didn’t know anyone. I was being shy. I felt like I was being incredibly weird too. Every time someone walked through the door, I would turn around to see who it was. I wasn’t expecting anyone, I just wanted to see who it was. After half an hour of sitting on this couch doing absolutely nothing but creepin’ on people walking through the door, I see that guy from earlier. I kind of just looked at him and then turned my head.
Another half hour goes by and my stomach is growling. I am getting the BIGGEST headache ever. I was pretty much starving myself until I got the courage to get up and ask someone to go eat with me. I looked around the lounge to see who I could possibly ask. I saw a few people I could potentially see myself asking, but then I see that guy sitting at a table with a couple of other guys playing cards. Him. I was going to go up to that table of guys playing cards to see if they want to eat with me. I stand up and walk over to them. I asked a simple question in the most awkward way ever, “So this is really random and weird, I’m sorry. Have you guys eaten yet? I am starving and don’t want to eat by myself.” With just my luck, they have all eaten. I’m such a loser. However, they all agreed to sit with me while I ate dinner. They were my first friends at MEPS.
Basically, the rest of the night, those were the guys I hung out with. They were pretty cool. We talked and played cards. Uno and spades (stupid game).

The next morning was an early one. Breakfast by 5:15 was rough. I’m not a morning person. Well breakfast was basically the same deal as dinner. I didn’t want to eat by myself. Luckily, I found one of the guys I had met the night before. I sat next to him.
When it was time to get on the bus to go to MEPS, we sat together on the bus even thought it wasn’t a very long ride. We talked and he told me he couldn’t leave without at least adding me to Facebook. That was really the last time we actually had a conversation for the rest of that day.

At the end of the night, we were Facebook messaging each other.
Eventually, we started texting.

There has not been one day since the day we met that I have not talked to him. We have so much in common that it is unbelievable.
Even though we live an hour and a half away from each other, we hang out whenever we can. We actually hang out quite a bit. I enjoy every minute of it. There is never a dull moment when we hang out. I’m always smiling or laughing. We’re always talking.
I feel like I have known him for a lot longer than I actually have.

We’ve got so many plans for this summer.

I really like him.

I believe that he will continue to be incredibly important to me. I got extremely lucky and I don’t know why or how. I can’t wait to spend a lot of my summer with him because it could very easily be the last, or the only one for a long time.

Summer 2012 will be the summer I will never forget.