Not seeing my friends for a while really sucked. So when I got the call from Jim on Tuesday that he was going to pick up Ashby on Wednesday, he wanted me to go as well. I haven't seen these guys since... well just before James moved to Kemptville from Ottawa, about two to three months, or something like that.
I asked Amanda and she grudgingly granted permission. At first it was just that she doesn't like me to leave. Sometimes I think that she doesn't like my friends, but that's ok. Not everyone likes everyone else. Then she confronted me (and it was a good confrontation as well) last night before I left and gave me someother reasons why she didn't want me to go. It was hard for her to say it and I fully understand them and I still love her even though she finally came out and said it.
Not in these exact words but pretty much, "Shape up or Ship out." I've been unemployed for about four months, and I haven't really done much about it myself. Which I think is the main thing that people are getting upset about. And I fully understand and I do side with them on that. If you've read my previous entry, this is another point towards me being evil.
I've always had people do things for me. I've never really had to do them myself, which is REALLY not a good thing. That's one major sideffect of being a mamma's boy. My mother always made my decisions for me, told me what to do, where to go, how to do it. I think that's why Military life appealed to me so much. They tell you what to do all the time. I've never really thought for myself... I always claim to be an individual, but actually I think I'm turning into one of those automotons. Dammit. *sigh*
Well, that's all that's on my mind really today so, I guess I'll talk to ya'll later,

Chuck