Mason and I

Mason and I

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Day 1 of Leave

I'm still at Alex's however, I'm sick so I'm staying in Mary's room; typing up what has happened for the past two days.

Let's start with graduation:

Graduation was AMAZING. Like, it was almost beautiful, you know? But at the same time, it was completely badass. It was an hour and 30 minutes long. They marched, they posed, they saluted - they showed off. It was totally cool! I can't explain it! I'll have to upload the stuff when we're all relaxed and I'm actually home saving my camera's pictures on the main computer. I took video on my mom's phone. I'll see if they can be easily emailed.

At the end, the drill SGTs dismissed each PLT they drilled and the recruits screamed, "AYE AYE, SIR!", backed up, turned, then hugged everyone near them. We went down onto the Parade Deck to find Hal and Mason. They both looked so handsome! Again, I found Hal first before Mason. Mom took pictures, we grabbed Mason's stuff and headed for the car.

I got to give Mason his 2nd BN coin AND his necklace right when we got to the car. It felt good to give him back his key. Right after we left the base, we went to a pizza parlor. Every time we are out in public, Mason and/or Hal get handshakes or compliments thanking them for their services. Though they haven't done anything yet, it is still awesome that random people will come up to them and THANK them. I feel so special being with either of them and they're in uniform. I'm sure they feel even MORE special, of course.

When pizza chow-down was over, we left for the airport. Moira didn't leave Cali until today. She thought we were doing the same. But like Mason said, we just wanted to get home and get as far away as possible from the boot camp.

Crazy enough, remember me telling you guys that we (mom and I) had to cancel Mason's ticket to come home since he wrote in his late ass letter that he already purchased his ticket? Well, apparently, Alaskan Airlines canceled BOTH tickets - his ticket that HE purchased AND the one my mom got for him. So... we had to miss the 4:30 flight since there wasn't a seat for Mason. Instead, Mason called these SODO people and asked for them to change THAT "canceled" flight to the 6:30 flight. Mom called similar people and FINALLY, everyone was hooked up and ready to go. We didn't have to pay again thankfully. They just transferred everything over to the 6:30 trip. Mason and I got seats together. I felt bad for mom because she sat in the row across from us, however, she made friends. Talked to them the entire 2 hours.

Mason and I were tired. I almost didn't want to hang out with Alex or Mary last night because I was exhausted... BEYOND exhausted. Yet I wanted Mason to see them and I wanted to be with HIM. I hate having him not with me... I'm almost traumatized... I can't have him far from me or I fear waking up one morning and finding out he's gone to his other Marine things...

He's going all over the USA for his stuff...

Anyway, we did go see them. We even got to spend the night there. My parents are super chill on every situation since Mason's leave is finally here. I thought they'd be jerks and act as if it were not a big thing and hold me on a leash.

It's nice having freedom with Mason. We get to love one another again, be together again; act like nothing changed.

He has changed a bit. For the better, though! Yet he has a problem with cursing too much...? Like... every other word is either the F word or the S word. I know I curse but DAMN... it is really, really bothering me... It's so negative! I mean, I get that he has been yelled at for the passed 3 months and called rude names and whatever but... holy Hannibal...

I'm going to stop cursing starting today. Honestly. It's so... not... necessary. Too many people around me are doing it... Gah...

But, I don't know, he is a Marine... Been through a lot... He IS around his friends... I don't want to tell him what his flaws are because then he'll try and change them. I mean, in a sense, that would be GREAT! Then I wouldn't get bothered! However, what about the others and himself?? He truly doesn't need to be told what to do and/or not to do any longer... Especially by a girlfriend.

I even feel like I shouldn't complain or be emotional anymore :/ Is that strange?

It is a tad unnerving dating a military person now...

... Besides the point! Yesterday was cool. Today was long and satisfying also. Mason and Alex went for a run this morning. I got SOME sleep. Not... a lot. I think I'm screwed on sleep... Seriously. But as I was saying - after their run, I went home to grab new clothes. I didn't go back to Alex's because we were going to South Center and I HATE driving there. Just... freaks me out... Not sure which Exit to take... Too many!

Alex came, picked me up and we left for Hal's house first. They both were dressed in their graduation attire since they went to the Marine core building (where they were being trained before going to San D.) for job questions or something...? Forgot. Yet the people they needed to talk to weren't available. So, it was a quick visit. Then, we went to Best Buy for Mason. Mason bought an iHome since he wanted to blare music with his dad while they played games.

Soon, we went to the mall. We hung out, walked around, scheduled to see Wreck-It Ralph, ate food prior to Mason and Alex going off to buy me my birthday present as Mary and I left to roam the mall. Well, turned out, we bought stuff for OUR men too! I got Mason two things for Xmas and Mary... I don't know. Lost track for her.

We saw Wreck-It Ralph at 2. Everybody loved it! Yay! Of course, I adored it once more.

The movie was done, we left for my house so we could pick up my car and head down to Alki for Spuds. We had Spuds for dinner (Again, everybody loved it!) before going to my house again, getting Alex's car (I ran inside my house to grab my laptop and clothing), and left for his house. Now I'm in Mary's room while everyone else plays Halo 4 in Alex's.

I don't feel so good... Emotionally, physically, mentally... But... I shouldn't complain.

 

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