Maiden Blog

Let's see, where to begin?

I'm a soon to be 20 year old American teenage-adult. I say teenage-adult because I feel like I'm at a point in my life where I'm no longer considered your high school dwelling, parental guided youth. However, I'm still confined to living in my parent's home almost against my will due to my current circumstances which we can now get in to.

I joined the United States Navy sometime in July of last year. I had a choice between the service and community college, for me the decision was unanimous. I've seen too many of my friends go in to that place with their heads full of dreams and ambitions only to come out and spend the rest of their lives working at places where their daily discourse is dominated by the phrase "Would you like fries with that?" After viewing several of these cases occur, I knew I wanted a better life for myself.
So I enlisted.

My ship date is set for March 2, 2010. Which some of you may realise is rapidly approaching. I'm excited to start my life and all that good stuff...but something happened about 2 months ago that has me wanting to do anything but leave this place. Love happened, oh the irony. The combination of my bad luck, bad timing and the general distaste whoever's running this show has for me came together to create a trifecta of the always popular "Fuck you, Brandon" irony that revolves around much of my life thus far.

I finally meet a girl who gets me, loves all the things I love. We spend every possible moment we can together because we know whats waiting for us in March. The military is going to be extremely hard on our relationship. You can bet your sweet ass that I'm going to do everything in my power to keep us together through the next 4 years though. No way do I want to lose someone I have such a bond with because I know I'll never find another like her, or feel the same about anyone else the way I do her.

I know, I know. Enough mushy stuff. But hey, you have to feel for me. I mean if you were me you cant tell me you wouldn't be posting this shit on FuckMyLife.com.

Anyway, I signed on for 4 years active and 5 inactive as a SECF (Submarine Electronics and Computer Field). Yes, I said submarines. Crack all the jokes you'd like as I'm getting paid most likely 2 to 3 times more then you are in whatever line of work you hate being in. Anyway. Boot Camp is in Great Lakes, IL. Two months of getting broken down only to be built back up again. No communication with the outside world for two months. I suppose I can manage that considering the millions of people who have done it before me. After that I have what the Navy calls "A School". Just think of this as an extended boot camp where I learn my actual job and all it entails and have slightly more freedoms then before. This lovliness is 8 months long. Thankfully I get a break somewhere around mid-schooling to come home and finally see my friends, family and hopefully my better half (who we will call V in this and all future blogs).

So that's the future (as if I could predict any actual details about my future). The present? I'm enjoying the present. I have a great family and I've had a great life to this point. I spend most of my days with V and wouldn't have it any other way. We have plans for the future that I am going to see they go through the way we want them to. Other then that there isn't much to my life right now. What's the point in getting a job when I leave in under 2 months? There isn't one. So I'm biding my time in anticipation of what the future may hold. Until then I'm going to enjoy every waking moment I have with V and my family and friend, and my blogs will continue to bore the life out of you with lack of alacrity. :)