Skyping and Griping

        These are trying times we live in today. It has been very difficult for Anthony and I these last few weeks, ever since the start of Power School. If I thought being a Navy girlfriend was hard before I had another thing coming. This has by far been the most challenging time; not only for me but for Anthony as well. Things have taken a turn for the worse. Not because of the material being taught or the difficulty of the class, but for the working environment. Anthony was never too fond of his new roommate playing xbox until the wee hours of the morning, and having the tv on and playing music simultaneously. It has irritated him since the beginning of Power School and he hasn't gotten used to it. I can hear his roommate yelling at his friends on xbox while I'm on the phone with Anthony or on skype. I do find it annoying while we're trying to talk so I imagine how Anthony must feel when he's trying to sleep or relax. It's not just this either; apparently the entire system down there is just rubbing Anthony the wrong way. He has complained more these last few weeks than in the entire time he has been in the Navy.

         Let's rewind for a minute. First, Anthony and I skyped quite a few times since Christmas. I like the webcam I got him and I love that I can see him. It's a bittersweet thing, though. It feels nice to see Anthony but it also tears us apart because we're not really with each other. We both get glassy-eyed every time. We miss each other so much. It's soooo much better than talking on the phone, though. I can see his face and his expression, his laugh, his smile, and his silly faces. I show him my pet bunny rabbit and projects I have done for school. We get a little frisky sometimes too so I'll keep those details between Anthony and myself. We liked to play little games too; it's fun, but still a bit sad. I like that I can see where Anthony lives, or at least where he sleeps. That's his bed behind him. Before Power School started we talked more on skype but now neither of us have much time for it. I wish we could do it more, but at the same time it will only make us more depressed. 

Look at that cute boy with a fresh hair cut!

          Now on to the story of the week. The word spreading around NNPTC is that Anthony may be kicked out the program, or whole Navy for that matter. He's not taking a liking to this new lifestyle and its starting to show. He has talked to every counselor available to him and the general consensus is that he is very depressed...DUH! I could have told you that. So we will find out sometime next week, if ever, what they plan to do with Anthony. I really hope they don't send him home. As much as I would love to have him back I think he still needs this education while he can get it. I know staying there won't do him much good in terms of mental health, but coming home won't fix it either. Obviously he left home for a good reason. He had the life here but it still wasn't adding up for him. He had his own house, cars, motorcycles, a good job, me, his family, etc. None of this was what he wanted out of life I guess. Now that he doesn't have these things anymore he is so depressed and home sick he's starting to crack up. I hope they can find a happy medium. I'm so stressed and worried about my poor sailor. He really should have thought more about this whole business before he left. I just want him to be happy, like he is here.

Hopefully I won't have to stop calling him my sailor.