Day 1 of OBO... TORTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To whoever is gonna read this: Be prepared to read criticisms that may be a bit over the top... These are just reflections of everything that has happened... It may or may not be accurate... These are just personal opinions... And it doesn't mean that I've given up my patriot ways...
I hate today!!!!!!!! It's the WORSE day of my ENTIRE life... Baby's gone (what's ironic is that he volunteered for this mission when he's the one who so firmly believes that NAVY= Never Always Volunteer Yourself)... So has everything else's meaning gone along with him... I feel sick... Emotionally and physically... Emotionally is needless to say... Physically... Well I've been damn nauseous... Don't ask me why... Cause I don't know... Haven't had any appetite at all... I just felt my whole dinner coming up my throat... Haven't eaten much today... Can't seem to stomach anything... Then after mass, I went out for dinner with my mum and grandparents... Couldn't even finish a soup n ice cream... Maybe it's just telling me to go into hypoglycemic (low blood sugar) shock and then I probably can end up in a comatose state of God only knows how long... Anyway, after that, I went to the medical hall to get the medicated rub I've been hunting high and low for for my darling's cold... Only to find out that I can't send it over cause the STUPID RSN doesn't want to spend so much on courier services... This makes me wonder what happened to the core value about CARE FOR SOLDIERS... We also know that there isn't much PROFESSIONALISM there cause everything is about '1-2-5'... So bloody hypocritically!!!!!!!!!! All darn BULLSHIT!!!!!!! This brings me to my disgruntled self...
This so called peace-keeping, 'helping Iraq integrate into the global economy' mission is the epitome of all this nonsense... It's all about politics... Let's face it... Who's the one who wracked the country? We all know the answer... So why do we have to sacrifice our boyfriends, brothers, sons, fathers, daughters, sisters, girlfriends etc to clean up his mess? The answer is VERY obvious... Even a child can tell you (indirectly maybe)... Make our loved ones slog their guts out, and make us at home worry until we shit in our pants just waiting for the phone to ring, just so to give the 'Eagle' country another reason to believe we're on their side... At the expense of our two very 'dear' neighbours breathing down our necks... How superb a plan it is...
Am I pissed? What do you think? Am I sad? What do you think? Am I totally against it? ABSOLUTELY!!!!!! Never bought this idea since the posting order came in...
Anyway, this is only written cause I'm still waiting for my phone to ring and for him to 'report strength'... Anticipating it to only come at like 2am or something... That's even if I'm lucky... This is DAMN FUCKED UP!!!!!!!!!!! I can't even talk to my darling when I need to... So many things to say... NO OPPORTUNITY AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even when I sleep, I can't sleep in peace... THERE IS TOO MUCH ANXIETY!!!!!!! TOO MUCH UNCERTAINTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BABY: FYI... I'm still waiting for that phone call... You have absolutely no idea about the crappy feeling of this wait... I don't care how late it is... You had better call... My HP is always on... 24/7...
I hate today!!!!!!!! It's the WORSE day of my ENTIRE life... Baby's gone (what's ironic is that he volunteered for this mission when he's the one who so firmly believes that NAVY= Never Always Volunteer Yourself)... So has everything else's meaning gone along with him... I feel sick... Emotionally and physically... Emotionally is needless to say... Physically... Well I've been damn nauseous... Don't ask me why... Cause I don't know... Haven't had any appetite at all... I just felt my whole dinner coming up my throat... Haven't eaten much today... Can't seem to stomach anything... Then after mass, I went out for dinner with my mum and grandparents... Couldn't even finish a soup n ice cream... Maybe it's just telling me to go into hypoglycemic (low blood sugar) shock and then I probably can end up in a comatose state of God only knows how long... Anyway, after that, I went to the medical hall to get the medicated rub I've been hunting high and low for for my darling's cold... Only to find out that I can't send it over cause the STUPID RSN doesn't want to spend so much on courier services... This makes me wonder what happened to the core value about CARE FOR SOLDIERS... We also know that there isn't much PROFESSIONALISM there cause everything is about '1-2-5'... So bloody hypocritically!!!!!!!!!! All darn BULLSHIT!!!!!!! This brings me to my disgruntled self...
This so called peace-keeping, 'helping Iraq integrate into the global economy' mission is the epitome of all this nonsense... It's all about politics... Let's face it... Who's the one who wracked the country? We all know the answer... So why do we have to sacrifice our boyfriends, brothers, sons, fathers, daughters, sisters, girlfriends etc to clean up his mess? The answer is VERY obvious... Even a child can tell you (indirectly maybe)... Make our loved ones slog their guts out, and make us at home worry until we shit in our pants just waiting for the phone to ring, just so to give the 'Eagle' country another reason to believe we're on their side... At the expense of our two very 'dear' neighbours breathing down our necks... How superb a plan it is...
Am I pissed? What do you think? Am I sad? What do you think? Am I totally against it? ABSOLUTELY!!!!!! Never bought this idea since the posting order came in...
Anyway, this is only written cause I'm still waiting for my phone to ring and for him to 'report strength'... Anticipating it to only come at like 2am or something... That's even if I'm lucky... This is DAMN FUCKED UP!!!!!!!!!!! I can't even talk to my darling when I need to... So many things to say... NO OPPORTUNITY AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even when I sleep, I can't sleep in peace... THERE IS TOO MUCH ANXIETY!!!!!!! TOO MUCH UNCERTAINTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BABY: FYI... I'm still waiting for that phone call... You have absolutely no idea about the crappy feeling of this wait... I don't care how late it is... You had better call... My HP is always on... 24/7...
posted by Rebecca at 10:04:00 pm
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