I have, in the past few minutes, been told about a decision that could ruin me. And I feel selfish.
The person I love most in this world could make a decision that might force me to do something I promised ever to do. But I don't know whether I can handle this. I know I am being selfish and I know it is wrong... But if what was planned goes ahead, I could lose him forever.
So much to think about. Not enough time.
Monday, 30 January 2012
Thursday, 5 January 2012
The Change.
Well. It is now 2012. Then end of the best year and worst year of my life has just passed. Many things have happened. Might just list them all...
The HSC
I passed. My ATAR turned out to be 79.95. Something I was rather pleased about. Considering I spent most of my time on the northern beaches. It was different to what I expected though. I thought I would barely pass and it would be the hardest test I ever did, but no. My top subject was of course maths. Then English... Which I was rather surprised on. But I'm glad that that part of my life was over. The HSC side of it anyway, because they happened to be some of the best times of my life.
My Diary
I have started diary. It has been going on for about 6 months now. I have started my second one a couple of months ago (which reminds me I need to update it!). It has helped me a lot. And I am glad I started it when I did. It has captured an amazing part of my life (which will be very hard to forget...)
The Transfer
I have escaped 307 SQN. Moved to 302 SQN... With a lot of help from the other half. It only took me a couple of months to see I wasn't happy any more. Lots of people ask me why I moved. I wish I could say...
"I loved all the people but I had to move because I changed my address..."
But that is not the reason. There were people there I loved very much. Like my brother. But I couldn't stand being somewhere where I couldn't express myself. Show my full potential. I just had to many bad memories to stay. But my first parade night at 302 deemed me worthy enough of a promotion. So now I am repin' the coat of arms. I have my peak cap and wearing it proudly.
WOFFLIGHTARGEPRRLL
About a week into the school holidays straight after I had finished school, I met up with Robbie and the very mysterious Arden. I had only met him previously at the 305 SQN Dining In Night. We treked it to hell. The place was amazing. Basically hung out for the day. From that, we ended up chilling a few more times in the week until our little group formed. Ash is the "ARGE" and the rest are explanatory.
Although our little group is now only a three, since Ash is in Italy, we still chill almost every day. But not for the next couple of weeks since we have promos. Oh dear. I am about to be outranked...
The Manly Game
Oh and finally. Remember that thing I read to much into? Well I was right to. Because all of my instincts were correct. Yesterday was my 3 month anniversary with my better half Arden. It only took a couple of weeks after that first trip to hell to get together. It really started on that Manly game.
It was the Manly Grand Final weekend and we had chilled the day and came back to Rob's house to watch the game. Anyway, the Wednesday after I was treated to a Lion King movie and that was it. I can now say with confidence that I am one of the luckiest girls in the universe. I am a changed woman. Some for the better and some for the worse, but I am happy. And I like it.
General Service Instructor
Tomorrow I leave for course. I am JNCO B Course DI and am proud to be so. I have almost all my things ready. I just need to pack the final things into my suitcase and I will be ready to go. I am rather excited to be teaching the future corporals of 3 Wing. I just have to remember that they are kiddies and not soldiers from Full Metal Jacket. Meh, I will mould the younglings.
The only thing I am not looking forward to is the pain of waiting. It will be hard and I will be terrible, so I just need to think of the end of course. The pride of my cadets passing and the happiness of returning to Sydney to start my adult life.
That has been it.
The HSC
I passed. My ATAR turned out to be 79.95. Something I was rather pleased about. Considering I spent most of my time on the northern beaches. It was different to what I expected though. I thought I would barely pass and it would be the hardest test I ever did, but no. My top subject was of course maths. Then English... Which I was rather surprised on. But I'm glad that that part of my life was over. The HSC side of it anyway, because they happened to be some of the best times of my life.
My Diary
I have started diary. It has been going on for about 6 months now. I have started my second one a couple of months ago (which reminds me I need to update it!). It has helped me a lot. And I am glad I started it when I did. It has captured an amazing part of my life (which will be very hard to forget...)
The Transfer
I have escaped 307 SQN. Moved to 302 SQN... With a lot of help from the other half. It only took me a couple of months to see I wasn't happy any more. Lots of people ask me why I moved. I wish I could say...
"I loved all the people but I had to move because I changed my address..."
But that is not the reason. There were people there I loved very much. Like my brother. But I couldn't stand being somewhere where I couldn't express myself. Show my full potential. I just had to many bad memories to stay. But my first parade night at 302 deemed me worthy enough of a promotion. So now I am repin' the coat of arms. I have my peak cap and wearing it proudly.
WOFFLIGHTARGEPRRLL
About a week into the school holidays straight after I had finished school, I met up with Robbie and the very mysterious Arden. I had only met him previously at the 305 SQN Dining In Night. We treked it to hell. The place was amazing. Basically hung out for the day. From that, we ended up chilling a few more times in the week until our little group formed. Ash is the "ARGE" and the rest are explanatory.
Although our little group is now only a three, since Ash is in Italy, we still chill almost every day. But not for the next couple of weeks since we have promos. Oh dear. I am about to be outranked...
The Manly Game
Oh and finally. Remember that thing I read to much into? Well I was right to. Because all of my instincts were correct. Yesterday was my 3 month anniversary with my better half Arden. It only took a couple of weeks after that first trip to hell to get together. It really started on that Manly game.
It was the Manly Grand Final weekend and we had chilled the day and came back to Rob's house to watch the game. Anyway, the Wednesday after I was treated to a Lion King movie and that was it. I can now say with confidence that I am one of the luckiest girls in the universe. I am a changed woman. Some for the better and some for the worse, but I am happy. And I like it.
General Service Instructor
Tomorrow I leave for course. I am JNCO B Course DI and am proud to be so. I have almost all my things ready. I just need to pack the final things into my suitcase and I will be ready to go. I am rather excited to be teaching the future corporals of 3 Wing. I just have to remember that they are kiddies and not soldiers from Full Metal Jacket. Meh, I will mould the younglings.
The only thing I am not looking forward to is the pain of waiting. It will be hard and I will be terrible, so I just need to think of the end of course. The pride of my cadets passing and the happiness of returning to Sydney to start my adult life.
That has been it.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)