Long Time No Speakie
It's a good thing I have hardly any followers, considering the amount of time I spend blogging! (Aka, 0.5!) Got a long run with the Sqn tomorrow, skipping a dedication of a baby (I don't really know the family anyway) to go out with the Squadron on the afternoon. I feel guilty due to my strong stand against Sunday events. But it's a break from Jose. And I have no conscience about it. Apart from the guilt against what used to be. Dad and I had a blazing row about it this morning...seriously. At least Mom's supportive. I miss the Boss. So much. The CO's mad at me 'cause I asked the Boss to Sgt. L's 18th surprise birthday party...and figured he'd stop it if he knew, so only told him two hours before the Boss came and that only at Mr. Evans's insistence. I was in and out the Squadron practically the whole evening. Asked some old cadets down too...felt a bit out of things. When it comes to socialising instead of just working together and having a laugh, I