Time is seriously already flying here. I feel like I just got here yesterday but at the same time I feel like I've been here forever. I'm getting settled in, making new friends, starting my training at my command and just making this place my home in general.
I just realized that it's been over a week since I updated this little thing. I guess I really do lose track of time. When I'm not at work (whether I'm actually working or not) I'm either working out, trying to find ways to keep myself busy with my friends, or passed out in my bed. I really don't give myself much downtime because I know that if I do, then I'll have time to feel homesick. Not that I don't miss home, I do, but I don't have the time or energy to be sitting around moping that I'm not stationed within driving distance of my family. So I keep myself busy until I fall asleep out of pure exhaustion. It's a crazy lifestyle, but it works well for me. The past week or so has been just training and getting integrated into my command. Unofrtunately with some of the stuff going on in my command, I haven't had as much time to start training as I want. It's been a lot of sitting around in a classroom because we don't have access to the training equipment. Oh well, welcome to the Navy.
This week I got my vaccinations. They sucked. :( I had to get Typhoid, Anthrax, Hepatitis B, the flu (omg I'm so pissed they MAKE us get this shot, I think it's thoroughly pointless and I hate that I'm being made to get it) and Smallpox. They all suck. I hate shots. With the fiery burning passion of ten thousand suns. I walked in to get my smallpox shot today (oh btw that's not just one shot, it's 15 effing sticks with a piece of metal into your arm with the freaking virus on it and it turns into a nasty pus filled blister in a week. Who thought THAT was a good idea???) and they were like "Hey! You get your flu shot today too!" I turned so white that they asked if I needed to sit down. Yea, I really hate shots. Sit me in a tattoo chair for four hours and I'm fine, present a tiny metal needle with either drugs or germs in it and I'm going to pass out. They scare me shitless. But I got it and now I'm just pouting that I've been stuck five times this week. Oh well.
So this week is officially halfway over, the days ehre go on and on forever but the weeks fly by. I've really started to get setlled in, I'm making friends in other commands and branches and just thoroughly enjoying the fact that I'm able to be out here and completely enjoy myself with no strings attached or anything. It's a fun lifestyle and a great place to be stationed overall.
Things are heating up here and by that I mean the temperatures. It's been consistently in the high 80's low 90's recently and tomorrow's forecast says the high is 102. Oh joy. The upside is that my command has authorized us to roll our sleeves up so I don't have to have those stifling sleeves down all the time making me sweat buckets and get heat stroke. Now I'm just going to have a fantastic farmers tan. Navy probs.
I really don't have tha tmuch more to report, things are quiet around here, we just go about our lives and try to have fun on the weekends. That has been fun, every weekend I've been here, I've gone out dancing with various groups of friends. Dancing makes me feel so alive and when I'm doing it with people I have fun with, it's just that much better. Sailors, Marines, soldiers, I don't care who you are, if you wanna have fun and dance, let's go.
I guess it's pretty evident that I love Bahrain. I really do. I'm going to enjoy my two years out here and have the most fun I can have. I'm in the best place I could be in my life, emotionally, physically and mentally. Nothing can bring me down right now and *knock on wood* nothing will.
Okay, I'll try to write again soon my faithful readers, until then, cuddles from your favorite MA,
Victoria
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