Tattoo Delima

Today is going so slow! Holy crap! Ok, so I received a little postcard in the mail from Vinson with his address on it. I still think it's wrong. I hope I am right otherwise I will be getting a couple letters back with "return to sender". I mean,should I follow the address he gave me or the address that is listed on the Lackland AFB website? Oh well, I guess we'll see later on.

I was really hoping to hear from Vinson on Sunday night. That was kind of a disappointment. Oh well, I really hope he still writes to me even though he can call me. Then again, I wouldn't blame him if he'd rather go to the barracks and just crash. I'm sure with all the PT, class, and being yelled at can exhaust anyone to no end.

Today was one of my "down" days. I have my "up" days and "down" days. Usually my days are pretty good; however, for some reason all of my insecurities have creep'd up on me today. All day I was thinking, I hate the fact that I am so skinny, I think my hair is thinning, and the one thing that brought me to tears was my tattoo. I don't know if I want to do a "cover up" tattoo or just fork out the money to get it lazered off. I have tried talking to a few tattoo shops and they all tell me it is really big (in comparison to my body). The problem is, I don't know what to do with it. I thought about getting flowers or a koi fish. My tattoo basically LOOKS like a fireball with an "H" when it was supposed to be a sun with my Pisces sign. I absolutely hate it and regret ever getting it. I mean, I like tattoos and usually the "tramp stamp" is supposed to be ..sexy..but it's not..its butt-ugly. Maybe I'll just continue to hit up more shops until I find someone who understands what I am looking for and will help me with this. I'm thinking about doing two hibiscus flowers..that should be big enough and the colors are vibrant enough to work. I don't know, I first have to save enough money to even start looking at tattoo shops.

Tomorrow is supposed to me my day of spring break; however, I have no life, no money, and no opportunities to go out and experience spring break the way college students are supposed to experience it. It's OK though, I don't care much for drinking my self into a stupor and slutting myself across Daytona Beach. I like the idea of just sleeping in, maybe go to lunch with my mom (she owes me one for my birthday) and just hanging out and do nothing. Wednesday the co-workers and myself are going down to the port to have a few. I missed out on the few occasions because I was working or had to be in class first thing in the morning.

I wonder when I can expect phone calls from Vinson. It would be nice to ask if there would be a set day so I know I could maybe ask Jim if I could work mornings so I wouldn't have to randomly excuse myself from the desk to take his call. I think it's hard to be strapped to your phone when you're at the front desk. I mean, how would if you were checking in with me and in the middle of your check in, I just walk away with my phone to talk to someone? Part of me wouldn't give two-shits but I care to much damnit. Oh well. I am ready to go home... and go to bed. I have been feeling very tired lately.. Ugghh Night!